"But where would the fun be in that?" Megatron said blandly, with a quirk to the upper edge of an optic and his field pulsing against Orion's in response to the heavy throb.

Megatron turned around in his seat then, facing Orion and laid his free hand on Orion's knee. With a quick little grin, he leaned down to drop a kiss on Orion's chin guard and then skate over his lips before he straightened back up, optics glowing rather unrepentantly.