Despite the sharp gasps the gladiator drove out of him with that trick, Orion's gaze softened at Megatron's confession; his entire stance shifted, teasing turning serious and sincere. He matched Megatron's grin with one of his own.

Engine rumbling down a notch, going deeper, Orion braced himself with arms on either side of Megatron's formidable frame; enveloping him as much as he could with his own. He leaned close once again, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the center of Megatron's throat.

Then he abruptly sped up his thrusts, thrusting to the hilt with enough force to stir up charge and properly claim the mech's frame in overload.

"You can move your hips - I want to hear you overload for me," he growled against Megatron's throat, affectionate and possessive at once.