Optimus jerked as the surge in charge hit in as well. He'd been somewhat expecting it, but it was always a shock to feel another mech's sudden discharge of pleasure washing over his own circuits.

Very intimate, and it left his own spark pulsing, hard and heavy in his chest, warmth spreading out through his limbs despite the lack of his own overload.

Instead, he bent lower down around the other bot, easily holding his smaller frame close as he jerked with the charge. He smirked, and stroked fingers down over helm and sensor horns, gently prying Cliffjumper's tight-clenched hand away before his grip could get too tight involuntarily.