Orion snorted. "I shouldn't be surprised you call it 'taking advantage'..."

He paused, sighing contently when Megatron's large hand passed over his cheek; the little bit of comfort was something that he needed right then, to soothe his anxious spark.

"I...would certainly like to try again," he agreed, accepting the cube with a sudden surge of hunger. He took a deep drink.

"...with timers."