Sigma sighed, tail arching contentedly. The pillow he was sleeping on was really soft. And warm. He absentmindedly began to curl his fingers in and out in a kneading motion.

A subtle rumbling came from his chest and throat. His eyes remained closed. He was tired, and the pillow was so comfy...

Something puffed out onto his ear. He shot up with a start, eyes wide open.

Oh.

It was you.

That was embarrassing.