Orion laughed, static breaking the sound. He really couldn't object, even if tormenting Megatron with slow pleasure was a not-so-secret thrill of his.

"I thought as much."

Curling against Megatron's frame, Orion put his struts into it; metal clanging against metal at an increased pace, connection sliding home with jolts of charge flying between them. The increased grip on his tires only spurred him on, thighs trembling at Megatron's clutching grip around his spike.

Even if he had bowed to Megatron's demand for the increased speed, he was still bound and determined to drive his lover to overload first.