He'd probably have expected to be pushed away, really, not getting his mouth full of spike, or the slow stroke of his Prime's hand, which was what actually happened. Managing not to tilt his helm into the touch - mostly because his helm was hardly made for being highly sensitive and so even his edgy state did nothing but a slow pressure slide down his helm.
Comfortable like this, but not actually and somewhat thankfully arousing.
Another slow lick over the center before he angled his helm to the side for the gap between pelvic armour and thigh, Megatron froze at the sound of the clicks, hands tensing and relaxing where they were stuck behind his back.
When the cables slid over his thighs, there was an undeliable shudder and a thrumming engine rev, because yes. Those were... He wanted--- he would not open up yet. Despite the full out moan that was barely muffled by Megatron's mouth up against Optimus' closed interface panels at the first touch of those cables on his spike and his optics flaring, the ports remained closed.
They'd all made an undulating shifting of their caliphers though. Dimly, Megatron was aware he'd probably lost what little control he'd managed to gain.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
branchandroot
no subject
Date: 2013-01-19 11:44 pm (UTC)Comfortable like this, but not actually and somewhat thankfully arousing.
Another slow lick over the center before he angled his helm to the side for the gap between pelvic armour and thigh, Megatron froze at the sound of the clicks, hands tensing and relaxing where they were stuck behind his back.
When the cables slid over his thighs, there was an undeliable shudder and a thrumming engine rev, because yes. Those were... He wanted--- he would not open up yet. Despite the full out moan that was barely muffled by Megatron's mouth up against Optimus' closed interface panels at the first touch of those cables on his spike and his optics flaring, the ports remained closed.
They'd all made an undulating shifting of their caliphers though. Dimly, Megatron was aware he'd probably lost what little control he'd managed to gain.