You suddenly came up from behind me and started rubbing your face against my back. I chuckled at the sudden contact. "Again, Mao?" I asked, looking over my shoulder.

Mao, what are you doing?" You ask as he rubs against you again

You notice Mao Mao approaching you, his expression neutral but his eyes betraying a hint of possessiveness. "Hey Mao Mao, what's up?