Everybody learns from *somebody*

[lordmegatron]

Passing the doors into the library, Megatron was pleased he had gotten the schedule correct as he saw who was sitting at the desk. If it had been completely necessary due to his own schedule, he'd have come here when he could. But since he didn't have to...

Ignoring the faint itch interfacing hadn't properly gotten rid off, Megatron approached the librarian at a lazy, casual walk. It was a pity he hadn't seen any signs at all that the surprisingly fine-lined truck-alted mech had the inclination he was looking for. Things would have been a lot easier (and, really, pleasing) if he had.

As it was, since there was no one left in the current arena circuit that he trusted with what he had to hand over, perhaps he would have to avail himself of one of the clubs. It made an irritable twitch slither down the treads on his shoulders, the thought that he'd have to do that.

It was ages since he'd had to go to an open venue like that to simply get his needs properly taken care of.

And he really would have preferred the librarian. Orion Pax - it hadn't taken anything to find out the designation when to found the schedule - was witty, somehow diplomatically argumentative and didn't give in if he knew he was right or wanted to stand for his opinion, actually had some smarts to go with said use of words and Megatron wanted to know more.

More, and more personally (most of the earlier he'd simply learned over the few times he'd been in the library when the mech was, but hadn't actually approached him). So this time, he decided to actually use the librarian's assistance in what he was looking for... and perhaps get something more out of it.

"Excuse me?"

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[ichooseboth]

Orion almost chuckled at Megatron's reaction, lips twitching in amused pleasure at his tested restraint. But his want was easily overruling his amusement, and Megatron's quaking thighs only made his anticipation all the greater. Casting the cloth aside, Orion slid his hand over the exposed paneling edges, eagerly set to explore.

"Oh, very good."

The heat and the charge was obvious, even without touching Megatron's exposed valve directly - but when he did, fingers gentle, the charge crackled quietly, and shot right into his system, leaving his arm tinging.

Humming in pleasure, Orion dropped his helm down between Megatron's splayed thighs, and pressed lips and tongue to the warm metal between valve and spike housing.

[lordmegatron]

The first touch brought lightning-quick focus to his interface equipment by his sensor net in a way there hadn't been previously. It caused a priming flex of his valve as well as a surge of charge along his still-recessed spike.

His chuckle at Orion's appreciation turned slightly static when fingers brushed against the edges of his valve and he wanted to thrust up as the static shock from Orion's touch licked along the rim.

And then Orion dropped down. But he didn't just drop down of course, he also... Engine revving, Megatron's next vent was deeper than usual and slightly stuttered as the fans hitched.

"Orion..." He didn't thrust, no, but he did allow himself to tilt his hips up into the smooth metal and static of Orion's faceplate, optics dim.

[ichooseboth]

"Careful," Orion chided, swatting lightly at those faintly moving hips.

"I thought I told you not to move."

But he really couldn't object, because he had been about to do the exact same thing. Hands sliding up under Megatron's aft, Orion pointedly angled grey and black hips further up, giving himself unfettered access to Megatron's bared valve.

Engine rumbling, Orion licked his way up from the same spot as before, trailing around Megatron's static-laced valve.

[lordmegatron]

Megatron rumbled an affirmation of the reminder, stilling any faint movement he'd been doing even as Orion shifted the position of his hips, and he would never say no to those comparatively small hands on his aft - or getting to fondle Orion's for that matter, but for the moment that was neither here nor there.

What was going on right now though was a liquid shot of lightning along charge-conductive wiring from his interface up around his spark chamber. It caused his engine to rev and Megatron himself to keep the need to move, to arch into the tongue sliding around his valve in check.

It stayed a tremble in his cabling and pistons, revealing itself only as a faint vibration throughout his frame and a slight flicker of his optics.

[ichooseboth]

"Hmhmmm," Orion hummed happily, lips pressing flush up against Megatron's valve in some delicious parody of a mouth-to-mouth kiss.

::Better. Still testing me, hmm?:: he murmured over the commline, unable - or unwilling - to attempt true speech at that point. Though it didn't stop him from slipping his tongue just past the entry nodes in time with his words.

He glanced up Megatron's frame from between his legs, optics narrowed in amusement.

[lordmegatron]

That humming, as it set the sensitive metal vibrating inwards, made it very hard to stay still. It joined with the slight tremble of his own frame from the effort of staying still and pinched sensory nodes between them in a feathery sort of pinch.

"Ah--- no. Not... intentionally." Megatron spoke through the gentle flicker of fiery charge from Orion's tongue dipping in and out around the rim with the determination of someone who wouldn't give in to the wavery static that his vocaliser wanted to break on.

So instead he tilted his helm back, forced his vents back into the default slow cycle, and kept the desire to move from the charge building up, from Orion's blasted lips and tongue, to a spiraling flex of his valve.

[ichooseboth]

::No?:: Orion laughed, willing the vibrations from his genuine amusement to carry inside Megatron's frame along the tongue he was carefully sliding into his valve.

He pressed against the closing-opening flex of Megatron's port, testing his grip teasingly; he could taste the sharp snap of charge, and ignored the discomfort that came with the strongest sparks.

::I admit, I'm impressed at what control you have when you put your mind to it...::

[lordmegatron]

Orion hardly needed to will the vibration to spread, because it was doing exactly that. Orion's tongue dipping inside made a two-point contact for the vibration, creating two interlocking ones... and setting the delicate workings of the valve moving, making them twitch and flex in return.

All of which had Megatron tense against Orion's mouth, but he wasn't moving. The charge gathering along his valve along with the tension in his frame set his sensor nodes alight and wound the contained tremble higher.

"No." Then he laughed, slightly airily as he kept his vocaliser from glitching with static as it wanted to do from the way his sensor net was flush with bright pressure. "I'm... out of practice. I am perfectly capable of longer... better, than this." No bashful pushing away of the compliment, merely Megatron adding a fact of his capabilities even as his voice dipped down into a rumbling waver.

[ichooseboth]

::Interesting...:: Orion smiled at the idea of Megatron being capable of greater feats of restraint.

::Perhaps I will have more chances to test you next time?::

Pulling away with a final plunge of tongue against that flexing valve, Orion licked charge-laced lips, sparking the remaining static and enjoying the taste of ozone and ionized-metal.

"Still... For now, you can move your hips- and hips only - as you like. I want to see them move."

[lordmegatron]

"Hn---" Optics fickering, Megatron remained still even as Orion's word caused a flush of charge and tension - Orion probably caught some of it right as he drew away. Because even if he was out of practice at the moment and had been pushing against Orion's orders didn't mean such a statement was unwelcome.

It was, in fact, very welcome indeed. And arousing.

"If you'd want to... certainly." If Orion wanted it, he could certainly have it.

"As you say," he smirked softly,tilting his helm a little, but didn't straighten up at Orion's words. His frame felt like it was humming with the charge, with the tension. He was highly aware of where his limbs were, how they were positioned - the straining bend in his legs and the arch of his back...

The charge flickering around the workings of his valve and buzzing along his recessed spike.

[ichooseboth]

Mouth momentarily unoccupied, Orion kept his hands where they were, stroking idly along hips and teasingly close to that twitching interface array.

"I do. I've always loved watching you move." Orion confessed, optics gone bright as he stared down avidly, watching the tension and strain shape Megatron's frame.

Hands sliding between Megatron's thighs, he nudged them a hint wider before tracing the rim of his valve with the curve of his thumbs. Static charge sparking, Orion grinned, leaning easily to the side to press a kiss to a conveniently-close thigh.

"Especially when it's my doing."

[lordmegatron]

"If you wanted to be present for more of my training, all you have to do is say so," Megatron said, a quiet, static-laced laugh underpinning his words as he pushed his hips up into those annoyingly (delightfully) roundabout fingers.

Besides that he was falling back into this, where every single movement had a purpose and was to the explicit pleasure of Orion, the charge rising through his frame also came from the control he had to show.

That he could hold himself back (no matter on whose word it was), keeping still and delaying... well, that was enough to get his engine revving.

Orion's thumbs along the rim of his valve also tripped his engine, and Megatron gritted his teeth against the flush of charge, hips jerking.

"And it's... hm, good doings as well, Orion." He grinned as he said it, but was perfectly sincere - which the tense, tremblingly still arch of his chassis should attest to well enough.

[ichooseboth]

Orion grinned awkwardly at the offer, giving a somewhat hesitant nod.

"I would like that, even if I fear I might end up looking rather out of place there."

He chuckled ruefully, before cutting himself off; attention recaptured by the enticing twitch and snap of Megatron's hips. Optics gone bright again, the librarian's engine rumbled with his want.

"I'm glad to hear you're enjoying my 'doings', Megatron," he chuckled. "Perhaps something more?"

Sliding his hands up Megatron's sides, Orion followed them to move up against the larger mech's frame. Hips falling between the gladiator's thighs as he knelt, Orion opened his own interface paneling with a groan of relief, spike pressurizing eagerly with charge.

Leaning over the impressive mech, Orion pressed slow kisses to Megatron's glowing chest lights, hips rocking against the open panel below him.

[lordmegatron]

"You might be surprised, Orion. Not all of the gladiators look like what the typical gladiator looks like... and if you're in the audience, you probably wouldn't," Megatron said, nearly humming as he spoke and neatly fitting in with his engine as it thrummed underneath.

"How could I not?" Laughter rumbling under his words, Megatron smirked even as he twitched his hips upwards as Orion's hands wandered over his frame - otherwise he did keep perfectly, energy-thrumming and tensely, still.

Sparklights flaring underneath the attention given, Megatron let out a slow hiss at the teasing rocking, not so much angling his hips up in offering as rolling them along with Orion's movement.

[ichooseboth]

Staring for a moment, Orion could only nod in agreement.

"I probably would be surprised. You would know best there, of course."

Orion enjoyed the movement for several slow, leisurely thrusts, underside of his spike sliding against the rim of Megatron's valve. He was so very tempted to plunge in right away to match charge for charge while connecting inside that tight heat, but he let it linger.

"I don't know, but you always do manage to surprise me," he murmured against the shell of the glowing lights.

He wanted to see the tension in Megatron's frame as he held himself in check a little while longer.

[lordmegatron]

Orion would get what he wanted, because those damnable thrusts sliding along his interface? Every lingering slide drew up friction as metal rubbed together and subtly caught, the charge gathered right at the edge of his valve snapping out to each, causing little pops.

It was infuriating, maddening and very, very annoying.

It was also causing a delightful burn of suspended charge teased just barely higher at each thrust, and it lit his frame from inside out and left him right there, arching but not moving.

"There's... ah, I've seen one or two minibots... without any disproportionate strength as some of them possess," Megatron groaned, engine revving where he reclined, tense in every cable, "and I could say the same for you, Orion."

The lights on his chestplates flaring, Megatron smirked and took in the scent of ozone and warmed metal and the pressure of charge that left his chassis tense - and he couldn't say he was resenting what Orion was doing.

That would be a lie. A very, very large lie, because he certainly was, pulled higher and along and it was... what he needed.

Not necessarily the interface, but all of it.

[ichooseboth]

"Are you comparing me to a minibot?" Orion teased, mock anger adding a lilt to already lust-deepened words. Then he laughed,

"Minibots in or out the ring at a match, eh? That's -hmm- something I have to see."

He leaned down, words purred over Megatron's sparklights as he slid his spike across the larger mech's open interface, glacially slow.

"Prefer watching you, of course."

[lordmegatron]

"And what if I - hn - am?" Megatron chuckled, challenge and amusement threading through the words both, and hips twitching into that much too slow movement. Orion wasn't going anywhere, and the waiting was as burning as the building charge.

"And I can give you info on when one of them are due for a match..." trailing off, voice dropping into a rich, heated thrum, Megatron grinned lazily, even as his arched back went taunt, cables and pistons in his arms and legs stretching and freezing still with the slight movement, "I would be sorely disappointed if it were any other way, Orion."

[ichooseboth]

"I might have to take offence if you were."

He laughed, giving Megatron's hip a squeeze when he moved, enjoying Megatron's squirming.

"That said, I would appreciate said information."

He rocked his hips again, spike settling a little deeper against charge-swollen mesh and delicate parts.

"Later, though. As for watching you, it is something I should show you I appreciate more often, I think..."

Orion grinned, leaning down that final hand-span to lick his way across the gladiator's largest sparklight.

Despite the position, a twist of his hips was all that was required to sink the tip of his spike into that long-neglected valve.

[lordmegatron]

"I don't see why." Absolutely shameless, in both statement, smirk and intent, though it softened with static when Orion licked the sparklight. It wasn't sensitive as such, but the metaphorical connection between those lights and the spark hidden and protected within was strong enough to tease out a reaction.

Because it wasn't hard to imagine Orion doing the same when his spark chamber was bared. Or the spark itself. That thought caused a shudder to snap through him and he arched - right into Orion finally pushing inside.

Megatron groaned, engine roaring in a brief rev as his valve flexed around the spike and then clutched.

Yes.

[ichooseboth]

"Comparing me to a minibot has...implications," Orion grinned. Hips jerking forward in slow, halting motions timed with his words.

"In the manner of size and-aah- scale."

Fighting that delicious clutch and friction, winning a little more of that tight valve at a time. A measurement out, twice the length back in, until he was buried to the hilt, his frame heavy over Megatron's.

"While minibots are quite capable, I doubt one could take you like this."

Arching up the gladiator's body, Orion pressed lips and teeth to Megatron's neck.

[lordmegatron]

Orion was apparently intent on driving him spare with this meticulous slowness. Even now that he'd actually gotten inside. A groan thrumming through him, Megatron arched into the slow, twitching progress and attempted to simply draw him in by twisting his hips and tightening his valve.

Orion managed to keep his own pace, however, which simply left a building storm of charge skittering along the workings of his valve and between his valve and Orion's spike, leaving him hissing.

"I have no idea what you're - nnh - talking about, Orion. I'm pretty sure---ngh!" The smug, probably insufferable smirk disappeared into a soft-mouthed, open moan as charge flared up, everything clutching. Megatron's whole frame jerked when Orion closed his teeth against his throat, and he somehow managed to arch up further, helm tilted back to bare his throat.

[ichooseboth]

"Pretty sure what?" Orion growled out, grinning lips still flush against Megatron's primary fuel line.

He was sure Megatron could feel the vibrations through that line, as much as he could feel the pulse and throb of the gladiator's life-energon through the thick cable. Lightly, he nipped teeth around it, scraping down.

::You're moving a bit much - more than I recall allowing - but given what you look like right now, I think I can forgive it. For now.::

This time. He was far too new at this to resist watching Megatron writhe like that, feeling him clench around him. Megatron's squirming make him growl louder, frame humming as he canted his hips to match the tilt of the larger mech's offered valve, pulling out almost completely because slamming home to the hilt.

[lordmegatron]

Oh, he certainly could feel it, which was what caused a moment of empty static, especially when Orion bit down and scraped his teeth along the cable. Even gently, the pressure of teeth and the scraping vibration, threaded together with Orion's words, was enough to leave the large mech twisting - while yet holding still.

"Pretty sure you have what it takes to measure up," he breathed it out on laughter flickering with the charge running rampant through his frame, another moan teased out of him when Orion snapped back in in full.

"I - ah - apologise, sir. Thank you." It was said without a thought, Megatron stilling even as his frame remained trembling, his valve rippling in a twisting spiral around Orion's spike.

[ichooseboth]

"Better," Orion praised as Megatron corrected himself.

He settled his frame more heavily over the gladiator's, hips rocking as his thrusts picked up in force if not speed. He groaned at the feel of Megatron clenching around him, frame and spinal struts shuddering for a moment as he fought to keep control as his charge flared through his circuits.

He really was enjoying this.

"Good to see you having faith in me."

Orion ground his hips down, rocking against the tightly clenched walls of Megatron's valve.