Cat Cage

She squealed in surprise, sounding like a pig being slaughtered to her own ears. 

"Hey, thanks for bringing the food, man." Trying to sound like a bro, Cage? Katherine felt him press his head in the crook of her neck and almost grew scared that he had given his identity away. But then she felt the material of his hoodie and sighed. Thank god he wore this and not something else. 

"Uh, yeah..." Nathaniel stared, dumbfounded. She supposed her clothes didn't say much about what they had been doing either. It screamed of easy access.

"I'm starving," Cage whined. The vibration of his voice against her skin made her think he was purring.