While Orion was quiet, Megatron simply stayed still and quiet himself. The crawling potential of whatever Orion would decide scratching down his circuits and keeping his fans on a higher cycle.

His field twitched noticeably when Orion swatted him, but otherwise he remained still... and then his fingers twitched just slightly where they rested on his thighs.

"Yes, Orion." He wasn't going to shift around or squirm. He wasn't that undisciplined. Instead Megatron offlined his optics after first dimming them almost until they were offline. Then, precisely and carefully, but not slowly, he lifted his hands off his thighs and snaked his arms back behind him, grabbing each opposite wrist.

There was no way to hide his engine revving briefly, and despite the slowly creeping discomfort over being unable to see, charge ran gleefully down his circuits.