The scratch just made her stop everything. Her eyes closed as she leaned into his hand. Her body automatically scooted closer to him, her tail entwining with his as she did so. There was a soft purring coming from her belly as he did so. Eventually, her head bonked against the side of his chest, her ears down against her head.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"Good. Perfect. Food."</span><br/><br/>Speech was hard for her at the moment. Not like she could do anything else other than enjoy the scratching. Aiko placed a hand on his leg. She could feel how tight the fabric was which made color return to her cheeks. Despite how amazing she felt with his touch at her ears, her mind drifted back to their moment only a few hours ago. It dawned on her once again what happened. Her hand immediately pulled away as did she, embarrassed a bit about what happened earlier for no reason other than nerves. Her eyes looked at her hands then at his waist before turning back to her hands. She felt heat brighten her cheeks more.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"Your turn on me?"</span>Aiko could have died right there.<span style="color: mediumpurple">"I MEAN DISHES! YES! Dishes. Yes. Your turn."</span><span style="font-style: italic">Oh. My. Goodness.</span><br/><br/>The feline immediately bolted up and began to gather the dishes. Her ears were almost flat against her head as she did so. It was clear she was trying to avoid eye contact after that nice little slip. It just wasn't like her to say something like that, but it wasn't like he made her say it. She wanted to. It was in her mind.<span style="font-style: italic">Would he get mad?!</span>