Oh, he wasn't foolish enough to get near those teeth, collar or no collar. In fact, Optimus was surprised Megatron allowed his helm to move into the touch at all - but he couldn't be displeased. He cupped the mech's jawline, thumb stroking his cheek more affectionately than the situation warranted.

Despite all their picking and prodding at one another lately, Megatron's behavior here was quickly smoothing over his ire from yesterday. Even with his fury, no lasting harm was done - and the Matrix wanted to forgive it's Highlord.

"But you won't." He punctuated the final word with a twirling motion of his cables within Megatron's thighs, the exposed lengths near the ends bunching up to writhe just around the entrance to his valve.