Squeezing the hip in his grip, Megatron's optics flickered as the charge lit up and skipped between them. It was an effort to stay still, but the reward came quickly enough, with sparks of charge lighting up each and every node Orion's spike passed as it pushed in.

"Nnhh--- yes," the groan was just as much a rumble as his vents briefly caught and then smoothed out and yes this was exactly what he wanted. Flexing the inner workings of his valve, Megatron almost shuddered at the catch of pliable metal against pliable metal, intricate patterns locking together and then releasing, letting a rush of charge out to play in their wake.

"Move." To underscore his point, he tightened the workings again, rocking his hips slightly.