Fingers flexing as Optimus kissed his wrist Cliffjumper huffed again at the assertion that it totally was beautiful. That was just... awkward and stupid and for some reason it was easier to hear that his frame was any number of complimetary things (easier, but not easy).
"... ugh, whatever---" The end of the sentence, if he'd indeed had intended to say anything else, got disappeared by the faintest of actual gasps, as much out of surprise as from the feeling of a finger trailing along charged circuitry and teasing the outer part of his spark.
Squirming, which just increased the sensor-ghost sensation of pressure and presence against something that was only partly physical, Cliffjumper froze, still arched slightly and optics already widening.
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Date: 2012-06-28 07:27 pm (UTC)"... ugh, whatever---" The end of the sentence, if he'd indeed had intended to say anything else, got disappeared by the faintest of actual gasps, as much out of surprise as from the feeling of a finger trailing along charged circuitry and teasing the outer part of his spark.
Squirming, which just increased the sensor-ghost sensation of pressure and presence against something that was only partly physical, Cliffjumper froze, still arched slightly and optics already widening.
What the slag had he agreed to?