The grin in response to that was just as lazy and completely unashamed, and lingered into the kiss.

::If I said it was amazing, we'd have nothing to aspire to.:: Chuckling both into Orion's mouth and over the comm, Megatron angled his helm into the kiss while curling a hand around Orion's hip, easily finding the best angles and planes to rest his hand at.

His systems cooling enough the lingering heat was merely pleasant instead of annoying or an obstruction to optimal workings, Megatron hummed thoughtfully.

::Would I have to flatter you some more for a second round?:: Because he wouldn't mind that at all, now that they were here.