::What, I didn't know these sort of things were connected.:: The only reason the comm. didn't fizzle to static as Cliffjumper lost concentration with the burst of charge and pleasure that built first from the anticipatory tingle with the caress at the back of his helm and then the stroke around his horns...

Was merely because the words had already been set, though had he been speaking out loud, the moan would definitely have swallowed the words. As it were, the sound was partly muffled by Cliffjumper's lips being locked around the audial, and he could feel the thin metal vibrate right back over the thin, flexible plating on his lips and the insides of his mouth, the sensation utterly strange...

And causing its own charge, his fans kicking up to attempt to keep up as he pushed closer against Optimus.