<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #33FFEE">Silver didn't mind the other's arms around him, but when Rich started to rub his back, even if only for a moment, he flinched. He tried to play it off as just shifting. It bothered him when people touched his back for deep seeded reasons, but he didn't want Rich to feel like he's done something wrong or that he didn't want him touching him. That was farthest from the truth.<br/><br/>Thankfully his face was hidden so the other couldn't see how deep the blush on his cheeks was. Of course he was comfortable and all he could do was nod at the question, but what made him blush was the comment about wanting to take care of him. When was the last time he'd heard that from someone other than family? It had been quite a long time.<br/><br/>Then to hear he'd been purring in his sleep? His cheeks hurt he was blushing so hard. Talk about embarrassing. But as much as he wished he could just stay awake and lay there, sleep took hold of him and pulled him under before he could stop it. Just moments later, he did in fact start to purr.</span></span>