"Hnnn, so I did." Grinning against Cliffjumper's neck, Optimus relaxed. At least the minibot knew what he was after when he proposed their little game, and the light teasing of his wrist made his grin turn to an outright chuckle. Engine revving in a pleased purr, he nipped down on the cables, stroking hands down the significantly smaller frame trapped beneath his own.
"I want any number of things. I'm sure I can think of something."
He slid lips away from the pulsing neck lines to press them to Cliffjumper's mouth instead, tongue already flicking against his lips.
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Date: 2012-04-22 07:28 am (UTC)"I want any number of things. I'm sure I can think of something."
He slid lips away from the pulsing neck lines to press them to Cliffjumper's mouth instead, tongue already flicking against his lips.