"Like that, do you?" Megatron had leaned in again to be able to mutter the words as close against the audial as possible, smirk probably audible in his voice. Some did like that, and Orion definitely seeemed to be one of them, judging by the little spike in the charge teasing the tip of his spike, playing along the connectors.
He would also hope Orion would find it just as intriguing to realise all of that strength was literally at his disposal, but that... well, that could come later. They were busy right now.
Arch or not, Megatron made sure to seat Orion onto his spike slowly - not particularly because of the size difference, even as his engine thrummed and charge was squeezed up by every minute bit of his spike being enveloped, but rather because of the position.
Like they were, the connection would be particularly... immediate, as Orion's whole weight would be bearing down on it. Venting sharply, letting out a gust of hot, wasted air, Megatron let go of his tight grip when the circuit closed, charge snapping through fully.
"Whenever you're ready..." It was nearly hummed against Orion's audial, not quite a moan as Megatron ran his hand along the seams in Orion's back, quite shamelessly revelling in the feel of Orion's valve stretched around him, the spread filaments all the more delightful where they did interlock with the intricate patterns of his own spike.
This was one of his favourite postions to do it in, and not just because of the heavy weight of a whole frame pressing down, but because it was so easy to let your partner take control over when to move.
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He would also hope Orion would find it just as intriguing to realise all of that strength was literally at his disposal, but that... well, that could come later. They were busy right now.
Arch or not, Megatron made sure to seat Orion onto his spike slowly - not particularly because of the size difference, even as his engine thrummed and charge was squeezed up by every minute bit of his spike being enveloped, but rather because of the position.
Like they were, the connection would be particularly... immediate, as Orion's whole weight would be bearing down on it. Venting sharply, letting out a gust of hot, wasted air, Megatron let go of his tight grip when the circuit closed, charge snapping through fully.
"Whenever you're ready..." It was nearly hummed against Orion's audial, not quite a moan as Megatron ran his hand along the seams in Orion's back, quite shamelessly revelling in the feel of Orion's valve stretched around him, the spread filaments all the more delightful where they did interlock with the intricate patterns of his own spike.
This was one of his favourite postions to do it in, and not just because of the heavy weight of a whole frame pressing down, but because it was so easy to let your partner take control over when to move.