"I do know how to use my assets." Megatron's agreement was shameless and smirking and underlaid with faint static as Orion relaxed again and his optics flared.

"... it's not flattery though. Not... ah, when you feel like this, Megatron said with a grin and a rolling twist of his hips, field brushing right against Orion's but not pushing. Megatron knew he had charisma and that his frame and size allowed him to easily catch an audience's optics and audials - and had used those things to his advantage, but finding someone that matched that made charge curl hotly along his circuits, and Orion was no exception.

In fact, because the mech was smaller and slimmer than him, that merely heightened his interest.

"So I think you'll end up surprised at first..." he smirked, as if knowing something Orion didn't, and met Orion's next thrust halfway, helm falling back and baring his throat more sharply, "and I'll make sure you'll stop being surprised at it as soon as possible."

The idea of seeing Orion, self-assured of his own strength and presence, if just in private, pleased Megatron greatly.