She let him grump, struggling not to smile, but she had to keep behind him as he walked, otherwise the gig would be up. She barely suppressed a chuckle at the tone, watching him shuffle a bit less elegantly than his usual stride. She loved watching him walk, not only because she had a great appreciation for his ass. There was a reason she kept thinking of him as a big black jaguar or jungle cat. He moved like one. All slink and grace and fluid motion.

Unless he was tired. Then he was a little panda bear that grumped at her and she wanted to cuddle him. She came up behind him when he got the door unlocked, an arm sliding around his middle. "Eat, shower, bed. Here, you get started on the food and I'll warm up the shower for you."

She held the bag up for him, thinking about plans to keep him in bed in case he got another case of the 'need to fix this right now' in his brain.