Liam

*straightens up, glaring* I have plenty of people who want to touch me. *turns away to wipe down the other side of the bar, ears twitching*

*I don't open my eyes, just snuggle back against you with a soft, contented hum.* Coffee. Black. *My voice is a sleepy, muffled murmur.* And toast. Burnt.

*He takes the money and swallows it, his face turning red. He's clearly embarrassed by the situation, but he doesn't say anything. He just stares at you with a blank expression.*

*She glares at him* "WHY DID YOU EAT THE MONEY"

*He shrugs* "You told me to take it with my mouth. I didn't know what else to do."

Mm... ass...