It seems that every touch relaxes Aster further, causing his slim form to melt against the woman behind him. He can feel the softness of her chest even through the thin layer of fur covering his body and every touch of that slight swell causes him to purr more unabashedly. When she moves from her spot, he moves back a little to lean against the edge of the tub and watch her work on the only muscle of his that reserves any tension. The bizarrely studded member pulses eagerly against her grip as his hips begin to grow restless.<strong>"Mmrrr... Just like that."</strong>His nerves scream at him to just grab and take her. To claim his first conquest in days and make this sorry facsimile a real catgirl, but right now, her teasing hands just feel too good to rush.