Watching the realisation hit Optimus was as endearing as it was exciting, more because of what it'd mean for him than for her. She had, after all, interfaced many times and had patience enough for someone new to it learning.
"I... nnnh, yes." She half-laughed, half-breathed the affrimation out on a low volume, high-pitch voice, fingers digging in where she was holding onto him and tilting her hips into the slow, teasing slide outwards.
She didn't mind the teasing though, because that made each and every tiny little plate shift around those fingers, following with minute precision every scratch, groove or dip in Optimus' fingers.
And to Elita that was nearly as good as the intricacy obtained when there was a spike of corresponding complexity locking together with and sliding against those sensitive, complex workings.
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Date: 2012-09-11 10:45 pm (UTC)"I... nnnh, yes." She half-laughed, half-breathed the affrimation out on a low volume, high-pitch voice, fingers digging in where she was holding onto him and tilting her hips into the slow, teasing slide outwards.
She didn't mind the teasing though, because that made each and every tiny little plate shift around those fingers, following with minute precision every scratch, groove or dip in Optimus' fingers.
And to Elita that was nearly as good as the intricacy obtained when there was a spike of corresponding complexity locking together with and sliding against those sensitive, complex workings.