Oh he would. In a moment.

For now, Optimus enjoyed the touches, purring, audials flicking along gently with Cliffjumper's hands, as the smaller mech drew out increasingly deep rumbles from his frame.

"Hmm. Relaxed. Comfortable. Pleased." He might as well have been speaking some other word entirely, given how dirty the Prime managed to make it sound. Optimus tilted his helm, kissing Cliffjumper's lips and chin, sliding a lone hand down the minibot's side to grip a hip.