::Ah, but are you promising me there will be multiple overloads involved?::

Orion was much less flustered over communicators, especially since his mouth was so pleasantly occupied. He climbed closer, cautiously bold; planting himself firmly in Megatron's lap, hands cupping the larger mech's chin and shoulder all the while to keep from getting separated.

Orion did not part their lips at all throughout, tongue tasting and exploring with growing eagerness.

::Because one might be willing to 'risk death' to end up in such a state.:: He chuckled against Megatron's mouth, letting the vibration travel between them.