Date: 2014-06-13 03:29 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lordmegatron
Orion would get what he wanted, because those damnable thrusts sliding along his interface? Every lingering slide drew up friction as metal rubbed together and subtly caught, the charge gathered right at the edge of his valve snapping out to each, causing little pops.

It was infuriating, maddening and very, very annoying.

It was also causing a delightful burn of suspended charge teased just barely higher at each thrust, and it lit his frame from inside out and left him right there, arching but not moving.

"There's... ah, I've seen one or two minibots... without any disproportionate strength as some of them possess," Megatron groaned, engine revving where he reclined, tense in every cable, "and I could say the same for you, Orion."

The lights on his chestplates flaring, Megatron smirked and took in the scent of ozone and warmed metal and the pressure of charge that left his chassis tense - and he couldn't say he was resenting what Orion was doing.

That would be a lie. A very, very large lie, because he certainly was, pulled higher and along and it was... what he needed.

Not necessarily the interface, but all of it.
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