Knowing, logically, that Megatron only went back against the wall when he pushed because he chose to rather than Orion's own strength wasn't enough to dim his blossoming arousal. On the contrary, it only ignited it further, knowing that Megatron allowed his strength and will to subside under his own. Orion rumbled loudly, optics flickering out briefly with the surge of desire that swamped his systems as he pressed Megatron against the wall.

He greeted the hand over his panel with a low thrum, but the parting of Megatron's own drew a noticeable start from his vents. Hand dropping from a hip, Orion's dexterous fingers brushed down along the exposed equipment, drawing the sparks and static to snap against his metal. He grinned at the unexpected amount of charge, optics going sly.

"Mhmmm. Very good..."