Optimus crooned in his pleasure as he watched over Megatron's own overload, giving the rod a few final twists before setting it aside to let the mech cool down.

"Of course not." He smiled as he said it, but it lacked the smug viciousness of before, hand stroking reassuringly down his highlord's twitching back.

"But I think you may have earned a break."

Finishing off with a final pat, Optimus reached aside into his own subspace, pulling out a small cube of energon. He apparently hadn't forgiven everything just yet, though; he shifted just enough to tilt Megatron at a better angle, offering the corner of the cube to the still-prone mech.

That little bit of humiliation/forced reliance was not yet forgotten.