Optics wide, Optimus let out a startled, happy laugh, hands automatically going to pet at Cliffjumper's hips, positioning himself to better seat the smaller mech.
"Oh... Generous mech. I like any number of things." He rumbled suggestively, sprawling out under the touch, hips arching.
"Do you want me to be specific? Your touch is enough, my friend."
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Date: 2012-01-21 07:40 am (UTC)"Oh... Generous mech. I like any number of things." He rumbled suggestively, sprawling out under the touch, hips arching.
"Do you want me to be specific? Your touch is enough, my friend."