No resistance, rather a slight ripple against the tip of that finger that bit against the metal with a tugging twitch, despite Megatron remaining still otherwise.

"It would, wouldn't it?" grinning and his optics flaring brighter, Megatron' noticed the way Orion allowed the touch and chuckled, letting his hand wander no further up. Instead he simply rubbed his thumb over the base, pressing against the base of the finial at every pass.

"But, wasted or not, it's all for you..." grin deepening, Megatron let the hand on Orion's hip dip forward, fingertips scraping along the edges of the panel Orion was slowly withdrawing, "same goes for you, hm?"

Oh, he already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it as much as Orion would doubtlessly enjoy hearing the same from him.