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]

"Mhmmm..."

Orion made an agreeable sound, one that was almost lost in the sound of his engines roaring. Grip tightening on Megatron's thigh, spreading him further, he pressed in, hips canted and angled to to catch the lip of Megatron's freely offered valve. Static jumped and caught, and Orion hissed, frame jumping- but he quickly pressed on, sliding up and in and slowly slipping his spike home inside the snug walls of Megatron's port. Orion groaned, fighting the urge to sag against the large mech as charge coalesced between them.

[lordmegatron]

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.

[ichooseboth]

Hips twitching, Orion almost gave in automatically, his own pleasure of being so snugly encased nearly over-riding everything else. But a surge of vexation at the order was enough to make him stumble, and he drew completely to a halt in irritation.

"...no."

Growling, Orion reached down to press against Megatron's hips, attempting to pin him in place with both hands and a glare.

"I'll move when I wish to."

[lordmegatron]

"Orion---" and then Megatron's vaguely annoyed-exasperated comment (or badgering, maybe) cut off as Orion's tone registered. His optics dimming to lush carmine, Megatron's grip on Orion's hip softened somewhat, enough to not be trying to pull him close at least.

He might not be quite attuned enough to Orion yet to perfectly pick up on Orion's fledgling dominant moods, but he wasn't completely deaf to them either, and that tone? Oh, it certainly shook him out of trying to chase overload by demanding it, and while he hadn't exactly immediately dropped down into any particular frame of mind, Megatron... relaxed against Orion and the wall.

"As you wish," he said, voice dropping into a lazy, almost acquiescent rumble, and simply rubbed the hip under his hand. Even if he rather wanted to move himself.

[ichooseboth]

"Better," Orion chuckled, tone dropping to an approving rumble. He waited to move for several pointed moments, hand at Megatron's hip kneading metal-

Before he could restrain himself no longer.

Frame arching, he slid from the tight embrace of Megatron's frame, charging spiking with a groan. The quick slide out was immediately followed by a achingly slow press back inside, Orion allowing himself to savor the blissful drag on his sensors.

[lordmegatron]

Megatron just grinned sharply at that pointed praise, dropping his engine to a complimentary pitch with Orion's rumble and kept still as Orion did. He could, after all, do that, especially if Orion was going to be making a point.

Not that it meant nothing was happening; with Orion fully seated, the early charge flowed freely through their connected current, heating his circuits. Not to talk about the length of the spike pressing out against his valve's sides in a charged, gentle pressure reminding of its presence.

And then, finally, Orion moved, Megatron arching with the movement and his engine revving - then his hands tightened and the groan slipped out before he could keep it in, slag the mech for going in slow.

"Orion---" the groan spilled out between gritted teeth, the slow, sparking catch and press on every single sensor node and along the metal of his valve delicious as well as maddening.

[ichooseboth]

Orion stubbornly kept the pace he had set, pulling free of Megatron's frame quickly before slowly sliding his length back inside with aching slowness. Admittedly, he lingered longer each time they were fully seated in one another, the flow of the complete circuit passing charge too pleasant to fully deny.

"Yesss?" He purred, tone only sightly marred by the strain of holding back his own want.

It wasn't easy, but he was feeling contrary and stubborn enough to keep his building overload back to make a point.

[lordmegatron]

The exasperated sigh that slid out was just as much a groan, and Megatron arched into the deliberately slow thrusts. Pushing back against the wall both to give him leverage and keep himself in place, Megatron finally peered down at Orion, one upper optic ridge cocked.

"I hope this won't become a regular feature." He huffed the words out on the next slide in and sparking connection, the charge thrumming through him as it arced slightly higher.

Not that it was bad, and he was enjoying it (but not quite in the state yet where he would simply ride along with it, dropped deep into the rhythm) but it wasn't his preferred way of doing things.

[ichooseboth]

"Maybe?" Orion teased out with a grin against Megatron's neck cables. "You might have noticed- that I like to draw things out."

Belaying his own words, he started to pick up the pace, thrusting in more rapidly, hips slamming home with a muted clang.

"But you seem to prefer it-" His voice cut out with a static groan, fingers digging in to armor gaps.

"-Hard and fast?"

[lordmegatron]

He felt that grin, and while he did huff, it was with exasperated fondness. That was quite often Orion's preferred method, it seemed. Any reply Megatron had intended to make, however, got lost in a half-strangled grunt when Orion suddenly picked up the pace.

Not that he minded.

No, it was the opposite of minding.

"Yes." The agreement was as much a groan as a properly enunciated word while Megatron gripped around the base of a wheel, arching into the thrusts and clenching momentarily each time Orion's spike slid in and completed the connection.

This was what he wanted. Here and now, anyway. They could do it Orion's way at some later point.

[ichooseboth]

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.

[lordmegatron]

It wouldn't really take much; with the day as it had been with both matches and the visit to the club, Megatron was on edge. Even with Orion doing a very good job of chasing up charge to smooth out those sharp edges, he was still on edge.

Twisting against Orion, Megatron groaned, helm thumping back against the wall and tried to hold on.

It didn't really work, and after another few moments, the charge reared up and the overload crashed down, sweeping through his circuits.

[ichooseboth]

Oh yes. That was perfect. Orion couldn't help the sudden, smug purr of his engine.

But after putting so much effort into getting Megatron off before himself, it was no surprise that Orion wasn't able to last much longer. Fragging Megatron through his overload was the best he could manage, thrusts going erratic as he cried out with his own repressed pleasure. But the charge quickly caught up with him, pulling him deep as it surged through the larger mech's frame.

Pressing deep with one final thrust, overload hit with a surge, sending charge roaring through Orion's body and into Megatron's valve.

[lordmegatron]

Observing Orion through dim optics, Megatron smirked, all too happy to help his lover along by lazy, but timed, rolls of his hips and squeezing his valve every time Orion was fully connected, and Orion's overload triggered a second one, fed by Orion's.

Shuddering quietly, Megatron's grin widened, even if it was soft.

"Hmmm." Reaching out, he brushed a finger along Orion's chin and up the side of his helm, to the tip of an audial finial.

"You know what we should do the next time both of us have time off? I'll show you something."

Nothing connected to their relationship, not really, but rather something else.

[ichooseboth]

Vents panting as the second charge jolted between them, Orion shuddered over Megatron. His own valve was clenching in time with the squeezes around his spike, coaxing him through the pleasant fading of his overload. He eventually relaxed against Megatron's frame, slumping down and leaving the connection between them in place, faint charge still pulsing pleasantly.

"...Oh? What did you have in mind?" He asked after a few silent moments, audials tiredly catching up with Megatron's words.

[lordmegatron]

"You're a librarian, aren't you? You like information, right?" Megatron grins, sharp and not particularly nice, "there's things people would rather we not know... but I can show you some of it."

Just a small thing - comparatively - but interesting nonetheless. He hadn't had much chance to widen his search, both due to regular life, location and in some times the best entrances being, of course, the best guarded.

But they didn't need anything huge right now. All he needed was to show Orion something interesting, and that was easily managed.

[ichooseboth]

"Well of course I am-" Orin mock-huffed, lifting his helm from Megatron's chest to raise a challenging optic ridge at him. The tone made him frown - and it didn't take much for him to catch the hint Megatron was dropping, either.

"...Does this involve your 'exploration' ideas you mentioned before?"

[lordmegatron]

"It does," Megatron said, admitting it easily and his grin widening. If he already had Orion in a mood to take him up on the sort-of challenge he'd offered, it shouldn't be hard to get him to come along.

"I think you'd be interested, and while we've been... busy, so far, I think the time is right." He'd considered it a few times earlier, but the time had never seemed right. Now, though, on the heels of this... little escapade, Megatron thought it'd be easier than it'd otherwise have been to lure Orion with him.

Not just because he wanted to make Orion consider that maybe things were being kept from them, but also because Orion would probably like seeing it.

[ichooseboth]

Orion tried to sigh in exasperation - only Megatron would bring up illegal exploration right after a perfectly lovely bout of interfacing - but he simply couldn't. He was too intrigued by the idea of discovering lost ruins and information, and he was perfectly aware he was falling willingly into the gladiator's plan.

Orion waved a hand, fingertips flicking along still-hot plating.

"...You know what? I'm not even going to try to argue against it. Pick a day and time, and I will be there."

[lordmegatron]

What better time to bring it up when they were both mellow and relaxed?

"Excellent," Megatron laughed, shifted and squeezed his valve loosely where they were still connected, feeling the wash of faint charge in response, and leaned forward to kiss Orion.

"You know when I'm off next, does that suit you as well?"

[ichooseboth]

...Point.

"Hnnnmmm," Orion purred, frame tensing before abruptly going relaxed and pliant across Megatron's chest. He turned his helm into the kiss, humming pleasantly.

"Yes. Sure. That works..."