Orion didn't know about Megatron's further plans to retaliate, but his own retaliation was forthcoming.

He shoved at the Highlord with a hiss, driving him back against the bulkhead. Teeth bit down against those throat cables, cables slithering out of ports to wrap around limbs, binding tight.

::I would recommend, highlord, that you take into consideration the current nature of your position.::

His engine revved deeply, and it was the only warning before his hips resumed their previous pace with unrelenting force. Disengaged cables, sans the bitten one, pressed thickly back into their matching jacks, alternating but paced with thrusts of Orion's spike.