"It pleases me both because you got what you deserved in that - but also because that means I can still do my job." Without trying, apparently.

Optimus grinned, suddenly shameless once more. He placed a hand at Megatron's aft, sliding him further up, more securely in his lap. The spreader bar made things a bit awkward - he do so enjoy the feel of his chosen partner's thighs around his waist - so a flick of his other wrist sent it crashing to the floor.

"And yes, I did." Invitation given, every one of his cables coiled, writhing in pleasure, before snapping into each matching port. The connection slid home, jolting him with the feedback; but the Prime was ready for that, immediately shunting it right back into his Highlord.