If he'd had a better vocabulary to express it, that would probably be what he would have said, indeed.
The thrums from Optimus' engine hadn't just kept the overload going for longer than it otherwise would have, but added yet another angle to the pleasure, which hung after the overload had gone, shivering within the metal.
"Um... Yeah, I... Think so?" The hesitation immediately had Cliffjumper frowning, because yes, he did feel fine. Just a bit... dazed, still? Something. He was, however, rather relieved Optimus had removed his fingers, even as he tilted his helm into the touch; still aroused, if back to a lower level, and Cliffjumper wasn't sure what to do about it.
Except...
"What 'bout you?" He narrowed his optics as he looked back up at Optimus, a lot less hesitant this time when he ran abstract patterns over the faux-glass and the edges of the chestplates.
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Date: 2012-01-19 11:16 pm (UTC)The thrums from Optimus' engine hadn't just kept the overload going for longer than it otherwise would have, but added yet another angle to the pleasure, which hung after the overload had gone, shivering within the metal.
"Um... Yeah, I... Think so?" The hesitation immediately had Cliffjumper frowning, because yes, he did feel fine. Just a bit... dazed, still? Something. He was, however, rather relieved Optimus had removed his fingers, even as he tilted his helm into the touch; still aroused, if back to a lower level, and Cliffjumper wasn't sure what to do about it.
Except...
"What 'bout you?" He narrowed his optics as he looked back up at Optimus, a lot less hesitant this time when he ran abstract patterns over the faux-glass and the edges of the chestplates.