Laughing quietly, Megatron shook his helm and then leaned down to press his lips against an audial finial.
"No, I don't mind. It works perfectly well." He straightened up then and, with a glance at the vid-screen still displaying the game, decided to let it be for the moment. It was a distraction - more for Orion than him - but it could be used as a non-threatening part of later.
So when he pushed away from where he'd been standing and rounded the couch and table to one of the two chairs opposite, he ignored the flickering vid-screen and just sat down. Looking Orion up and down, he met his optics with a lopsided, if soft, grin.
"Right. Turn off your optics, Orion, and no, we haven't started yet, I'm going to tell you when we do. Just turn them off and try to concentrate on your own frame for a few moments." He merely needed to remain in control, not just of the situation, but himself for maybe two breems.
It was, actually, harder than it sounded, because when he got into the mindset, it was easy to fall to the thoughts that it was all for him and that was how it should be, no matter what else.
It was dangerous but worksable elsewhere, but in a situation like this it made him a bad dom in the long run. But he would manage for two breems - or break it off before that, because he was determined to merely make sure Orion understood what he needed to and not mess it up.
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Date: 2014-03-19 01:50 pm (UTC)"No, I don't mind. It works perfectly well." He straightened up then and, with a glance at the vid-screen still displaying the game, decided to let it be for the moment. It was a distraction - more for Orion than him - but it could be used as a non-threatening part of later.
So when he pushed away from where he'd been standing and rounded the couch and table to one of the two chairs opposite, he ignored the flickering vid-screen and just sat down. Looking Orion up and down, he met his optics with a lopsided, if soft, grin.
"Right. Turn off your optics, Orion, and no, we haven't started yet, I'm going to tell you when we do. Just turn them off and try to concentrate on your own frame for a few moments." He merely needed to remain in control, not just of the situation, but himself for maybe two breems.
It was, actually, harder than it sounded, because when he got into the mindset, it was easy to fall to the thoughts that it was all for him and that was how it should be, no matter what else.
It was dangerous but worksable elsewhere, but in a situation like this it made him a bad dom in the long run. But he would manage for two breems - or break it off before that, because he was determined to merely make sure Orion understood what he needed to and not mess it up.