"Because even if you don't like it, or can understand why it might feel good for someone else, you should understand what sort of responsibility you're taking." It fell out before he'd thought much, and Megatron grimaced and dragged the hand he'd held up down his faceplates.

"Those aren't my words, by the way, but that's how I got in explained." Leaning back in his seat, Megatron wriggled his leg to rub their armour together, counterpoint to Orion's field, which he by now could only feel where their legs tangled together. "I know some merely talk about what they like and go from there, but I agree with my first dom; it's a good idea to at least be aware of the whole equation."

Not that he was a particularly good dominant - he was simply unable to perfectly put the other before himself when he was in that position, demanding more, in the wrong way, than what he had a right to. It'd taken a long while before he'd learned to at least be passable.

In fact...

Leaning forward slightly, Megatron pulled out a cable from the back of neck, nestled under the edge of the helm; standard transfer cable.

"This might help," Megatron said with a slightly dry smirk, offering the jack to Orion. "The first time I got put in the dominant position. Compared to you, I'd jumped at the chance, both because I couldn't quite equate myself with being submissive yet, and because the thought that I wouldn't be a master of both was incomprehensible to me." Megatron shook his helm, optics bright and amusement in his voice - at himself.

Even if he might still privately be annoyed that he wasn't a master of both. He could lead, yes, he knew this, but that wasn't the same as being a dominant. They were very similar, but different.