Unsurprisingly, that wins Megatron one insufferably smug, triumphant smirk, followed up with a dark chuckle. Starscream scoots forward until his position on the table can only be described as "precarious". He carefully moves his free leg from under the other, stretches, and hooks one absurd foot around Megatron's side and into his back, trying to coax him closer.

"Lucky for you, I'm willing to give you a trial period during which you can try and convince me to change my mind," he murmurs back before planting a rather vicious kiss right on Megatron's weirdly off-putting robot lips.