The laugh teasted a grin out of Cliffjumper, even derailed as it was when Optimus went to stroke his hips and both of them arched into the other's touch, armour rubbing together.

"--Nn... Can't be generous, I mean, it's 'bout reciprocity, right?" One hand resting against Optimus' waist to give himself more support, the other went closer to the pelvic armour behind him, stroking along the angles.

Maybe it was just that Cliffjumper hadn't had the time to get to the point where - "especially" with any sort of... pleasure bot, so to speak - his own pleasure didn't just come first, but might be the only thing to count, but either way, he shouldn't be the only one, right?

"An'... uh, yeah. If you've got anythin'..."