Optimus didn't bother to fight the bright grin Cliffjumper's grasp on his hand provoked, and simply returned the grasp with a brief squeeze of too-large fingers.
They both felt so very warm.
"'Do I...'?" He teased, even as he caught the mech's gaze down to his chest. His grin turned somewhat sly with his own want, and he allowed his chest plates to crack apart, complex mechanisms folding away the double-thick Prime armor and secondary casings protecting the Matrix. The relic was carefully shunted away elsewhere inside his frame, as the first bits of light began to spill from a only partially revealed spark.
He gave Cliffjumper's hand another squeeze, leaving the implied invitation open for acceptance - or rejection.
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Date: 2012-09-01 05:33 pm (UTC)They both felt so very warm.
"'Do I...'?" He teased, even as he caught the mech's gaze down to his chest. His grin turned somewhat sly with his own want, and he allowed his chest plates to crack apart, complex mechanisms folding away the double-thick Prime armor and secondary casings protecting the Matrix. The relic was carefully shunted away elsewhere inside his frame, as the first bits of light began to spill from a only partially revealed spark.
He gave Cliffjumper's hand another squeeze, leaving the implied invitation open for acceptance - or rejection.