He was aware of Cliffjumper's tension. It had been there in some form ever since he had come, or rather, been sent to the Prime's harem; it was obviously worse now that he was pinned. He simply held him until the brief moment passed, waiting an extra beat to make sure it didn't flare back up again. They had planned this out, after all. There was obviously something here that would please the small mech.
Then Optimus purred, gently sliding Cliffjumper across the floor to better position the smaller mech - even smaller now with his Prime reformatting - so he could snuggle his faceplates against the minibot's neck.
"What shall I do to you?" He chuckled lightly, mouthing at the cables with the barest touch of teeth.
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Date: 2012-04-19 06:43 am (UTC)He was aware of Cliffjumper's tension. It had been there in some form ever since he had come, or rather, been sent to the Prime's harem; it was obviously worse now that he was pinned. He simply held him until the brief moment passed, waiting an extra beat to make sure it didn't flare back up again. They had planned this out, after all. There was obviously something here that would please the small mech.
Then Optimus purred, gently sliding Cliffjumper across the floor to better position the smaller mech - even smaller now with his Prime reformatting - so he could snuggle his faceplates against the minibot's neck.
"What shall I do to you?" He chuckled lightly, mouthing at the cables with the barest touch of teeth.