He'd more than gladly indulge in touching Orion, especially as he was being obliged. Angling his thumb to better use the gap offered despite the availabe size of said gap and his thumb, Megatron pressed in in tiny little circles, compressing the workings within against each other.

"I rather am." Voice warming with his pleasure, Megatron squeezed the whole of the hip he had in his grip and then hummed.

"Probably after some proper energon, at least for you. If you end up drinking anything at the club, it's probably a good idea if you have some regular-charge grade energon in you."

He wasn't taking Orion to the club to get overcharged, after all, only to expose him to the atmosphere and more people doing what he was getting in to. And frankly, a newbie like Orion being drunk in such a place was probably not the best idea.

He'd seen situations crop up, on both sides of the equation.