"I do say so," Orion rumbled, more than a hint of command sliding into his tone. He dropped his gaze down between them to view what he could of Megatron's large hands touching himself, and the rumble dropped to a growl at the sight.

The thrust of Megatron's hips was a well-received hint, and Orion twisted his fingers, crooking them in deep-

Before pulling them out and dropping his charge-lit hand to a thigh.

"Want you," Orion growled, palm rubbing at a grey thigh, dissipating the charge. He pushed at Megatron's frame, leaning them more firmly back against the wall, and tugged, pulling the larger mech's thigh up, lifting the leg high enough to hike it over the tire-mount on his own hip.