He laughed quietly at the words, his own engine giving a rev in response to Cliffjumper's. He could only approve of the minibot's growing boldness, and he leaned into the touch with his entire frame, lip components brushing.

"That would be the idea. You're supposed to want this, after all." Optimus leaned in, gently pressing their lips together in a warm, chaste kiss, before pulling back with a smile.

"Tell me what you want, and I can show you how it can happen. Or, I can simply take my best guess, and you can tell me if you approve or not? Whichever makes you more comfortable."