Though Megatron couldn't see it, Orion nodded in agreement.

"That would have been preferable - or at least a warning would have been nice. But I think I'll survive."

He didn't' mind too much, after all. Not enough to further reprimand the mech. Instead, he focused on polishing his way across Megatron's broad chest, engine rumbling blatantly as he paid loving attention to each plate and ridge. He pulsed his field, pressing it against that enticing, tense vibration coming from the larger mech's.

It was about that time...

"Hmm. Spread your legs further for me, Megatron."

He leaned in, foot and heel going between Megatron's knees to encourage them further apart as he liked.