She grinned. Of course she grinned. Not like Aiko was going to argue with him or even snark back. She knew when he was secretly admitting defeat even if he didn't think she did. Sometimes it was difficult being a woman and a cat. You had to blend it perfectly sometimes. It was an art that no one else understood. Then again, it wasn't like Aiko was a difficult kitty to read. Who she was interested in was pretty noticeable before Tarrok admitted it to himself.<br/><br/>There was a small gasp when he picked her up by her behind. Aiko looked down for a second before she found her lips snagged by the Saiyan. Her tail twitched behind her. She was beginning to remember what happened earlier. That brought color to her cheeks as she returned the kiss with more passion. Of course, all thought went out the window when he began to scratch behind her ear. There was a very content look on her face at the moment. Maybe it was an every moment thing. Didn't matter. Aiko was a very happy kitty.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"Mmm..."</span>came a little voice from the extremely content Aiko.<span style="color: mediumpurple">"Scratch. You. Take me. Love."</span>