"Well. It seems to be doing something for you right now."
Gently, Optimus laid his palm over Megatron's aft, rubbing it in a circle over hot metal, testing heat and charge under plating. When he drew closer to the exposed interface, he could feel the real charge of his Highlord's port - and felt more than heard that faint, faint echo of those twitching ports. He did not consciously recognize it for what it was, however; but his own valve and cable-housings gave a strong clench in arousal.
He was enjoying this more than he'd thought he would.
"So perhaps you enjoy it more than you ever knew, hmm?" He teased, hand tapping down over the exposed interface in a mockery of a proper spanking.
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Gently, Optimus laid his palm over Megatron's aft, rubbing it in a circle over hot metal, testing heat and charge under plating. When he drew closer to the exposed interface, he could feel the real charge of his Highlord's port - and felt more than heard that faint, faint echo of those twitching ports. He did not consciously recognize it for what it was, however; but his own valve and cable-housings gave a strong clench in arousal.
He was enjoying this more than he'd thought he would.
"So perhaps you enjoy it more than you ever knew, hmm?" He teased, hand tapping down over the exposed interface in a mockery of a proper spanking.