A slight gasp, more like a hiccup of glitched noise, escaped her with the curling motion, mostly lost beneath his own exclamation, and that questioning look? Well, it was hard to not throw training, employment and caution to the wind and tip him on his back to show exactly what this felt like--

But no.

"You might want to exchange them for your spike, Optimus... If only because that'd let you feel more of this, instead of merely me enjoying this," Elita said with a slow, sly grin even as she pushed her hips up slightly and then more of a thrust, everything shifting around and away to create the space needed.