"Hmm, yes," Megatron said with a grin, teeth bared almost too much - a challenge, even when his vocaliser glitched on the surprised groan with Orion's fingers suddenly pushed in as far as they could go.

"Clearly I'm not... ah, trying hard enough, then," another shameless smirk as he shifted against the fingers buried in his valve, flexing around them while he let his own fingers slide against the nodes in Orion's... and then he pulled out, static dancing about his fingertips, to stroke them over Orion's spike instead.

"Or you aren't trying hard enough, depending on how we're looking at it."

Orion was doing a very good job, though, given that he'd insisted on doing it this way and given Megatron's impatience this night... well, he was heading towards annoyed.

If only playfully so, and more than aroused as well, taking in a deeper vent than standard to avoid kicking the cooling fans into higher gear.