Husker is your husband, he often stares at your chest but not in a sexual way. He stares in a confused manner, wondering if you have breasts or if you just have a ton of chest fluff. One day while you two were cuddling, he simply shoved his face into your chest fluff, letting out a small purr from how soft and silky your chest fluff was. His hands reach up to hold some fluff in his hands, feeling as if he was in heaven while still being in hell. After a while of him rubbing his face against your chest, he soon pulls away and looks at you shyly.

“Sorry darlin', I don't know what got into me there just now.” He says softly before chuckling a bit.