Pet

Mmm, all that fur looks so soft. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I touched him a little. After all, he is a cat. Err... cat-man. Uhh... man-cat? Whatever the hell he is...

I brought a hand to his cheek and stroked the mess of headfur on his face, running my fingers through its many fluffy layers. The feline stirred in response, his pointed ears flicking and folding as a primal reaction. Cute. I moved my way up his head and gave him an experimental scritch behind the ear, a smile slowly forming on his face. Oh, he likes that? A soft purr rose in his throat. “Mew~”

Aww, he makes little cat noises. That’s adorable. “Who’s a good kitty?” He started to lean into it, tilting his head to help me get just the right spots. But then-

“Huh?” He opened his eyes slowly. “What the-” Shit, looks like he finally came to his senses. “Hey! Get your dirty hands off me!” he demanded, moving his face away from my touch. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?! Where am I? Who are you?”