Megatron twitched when the foot slid up against his panelling, arching an upper optic ridge... and saying nothing about it. Rather he just widened his legs a little more and grinned faintly.
He hadn't actually thought Orion would go further than he already had, after the foot landed somewhere as relatively innocently as the inside of his knee.
Apparently he'd been wrong.
"Comms. Orion. Or you could have repeated my order to him - he was actually looking at you right before he left." Megatron didn't recognise that waiter, and if Orion's field hadn't been flexed out around and towards Megatron, the mech might have assumed he was the dom in this relationship... and there was currently, no way for anyone who didn't know otherwise, and held foolish assumptions, to assume anything else.
Hmmm gotta step those goals up, then. Think a little BIGGER.
He hadn't actually thought Orion would go further than he already had, after the foot landed somewhere as relatively innocently as the inside of his knee.
Apparently he'd been wrong.
"Comms. Orion. Or you could have repeated my order to him - he was actually looking at you right before he left." Megatron didn't recognise that waiter, and if Orion's field hadn't been flexed out around and towards Megatron, the mech might have assumed he was the dom in this relationship... and there was currently, no way for anyone who didn't know otherwise, and held foolish assumptions, to assume anything else.