Well, a first time for everything, right? Which would probably obviously become really obvious soon enough. Megatron had never been the type to use, or even be interested in using, or seeing the point of... ah, toys.
"I still don't---" Was the miserable glitch seriously intending - as he'd suspected - to just... Megatron wasn't even sure anymore. Because he didn't really think Optimus was about to do to him what he hadn't done yesterday, but then, he had assumed this would have had nothing to do with interfacing and yet...
"What're you even looking for---!" Embarrassingly, his vocaliser skipped upwards on the last word, complete and utter surprise slipping past any modifying control as the rod was slid up along his thigh, dragging friction in its wake. What was... Optimus couldn't be serious--- And he could definitely hear the smirk.
He was going to murder his insufferable Prime, especially for that smirk. If nothing else, only for that.
"Optimus! Don't you dare---" Engine rumbling, Megatron shifted, trying to get his expression under control, a stunned grimace around his lips he couldn't quite get rid off and his optics a shade too bright and wider than he would like, Optimus being able to see it or not. Trying to resist the temptation to tilt his aft up into the tip of the toy instead of away didn't give much either, his valve and ports all clenching once.
He shouldn't be needy enough to be begging for something like... like that, but spillover charge clung heavily around his still-tucked away spike and skipped around the fine points inside his valve and he hated getting worked up after a match or a work-out like the one he just had had because some things seemed to just be left behind.
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"I still don't---" Was the miserable glitch seriously intending - as he'd suspected - to just... Megatron wasn't even sure anymore. Because he didn't really think Optimus was about to do to him what he hadn't done yesterday, but then, he had assumed this would have had nothing to do with interfacing and yet...
"What're you even looking for---!" Embarrassingly, his vocaliser skipped upwards on the last word, complete and utter surprise slipping past any modifying control as the rod was slid up along his thigh, dragging friction in its wake. What was... Optimus couldn't be serious--- And he could definitely hear the smirk.
He was going to murder his insufferable Prime, especially for that smirk. If nothing else, only for that.
"Optimus! Don't you dare---" Engine rumbling, Megatron shifted, trying to get his expression under control, a stunned grimace around his lips he couldn't quite get rid off and his optics a shade too bright and wider than he would like, Optimus being able to see it or not. Trying to resist the temptation to tilt his aft up into the tip of the toy instead of away didn't give much either, his valve and ports all clenching once.
He shouldn't be needy enough to be begging for something like... like that, but spillover charge clung heavily around his still-tucked away spike and skipped around the fine points inside his valve and he hated getting worked up after a match or a work-out like the one he just had had because some things seemed to just be left behind.