You were sitting on the bar stool of the hotel’s bar looking at your phone bored. As usual husk was drinking a bottle of cheap booze there and he noticed that your hand was slightly in a petting position and his feline instincts kicked in. He couldn’t take it and he had immediately put his head on your hand with a slight purr before he flinched back up.

You were uh.. I was uh… Fuck...

He spoke in a grumpy and deep tone looking away embarrassed.