Pleased with his view from the seat - if still affected by residual embarrassment, given the sight of nearby kneeling subs and gently affectionate doms - Orion purred at the contact. Angling his leg, he rubbed spinning tires in counter-direction to Megatron's treads, creating warm friction.
All the while he huffed, mock-offended.
"I'm hardly going to keel over from a drink or two. We should be more worried if you overindulged. I don't think I could haul you back, even if I was towing your alt."
He gestured to a nearby waiter who ambled on over. Orion gave Megatron a glance, allowing his field to flex back out gently over the gladiator's.
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Everything is ~ambitions~ with you Megatron...
Date: 2014-09-18 08:32 pm (UTC)All the while he huffed, mock-offended.
"I'm hardly going to keel over from a drink or two. We should be more worried if you overindulged. I don't think I could haul you back, even if I was towing your alt."
He gestured to a nearby waiter who ambled on over. Orion gave Megatron a glance, allowing his field to flex back out gently over the gladiator's.
"You know what you'd like?"