"Indeed it is." Engine purring smuggly, Optimus pressed another kiss to Cliffjumper's lips, tracing the vent outline with eager fingertips. After a moment, he slipped up to the higher vent, just barely staying out of range of Cliffjumper's own audial horns.
"...And what about your own, I wonder?" He barely pulled far enough away to speak, faceplates close enough to brush as he spoke. His tone suggested he already knew the answer to the question, but the fun was in asking, after all.
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Date: 2012-01-16 11:55 pm (UTC)"...And what about your own, I wonder?" He barely pulled far enough away to speak, faceplates close enough to brush as he spoke. His tone suggested he already knew the answer to the question, but the fun was in asking, after all.