Oh my god Rose what the hell? Are you a cat suddenly? Of all the things you could have done to that ass, why would you knead it?

But at least between that and her sitting on his back, John finally wakes up. Pulling his pillow off of his head, he twists awkwardly to try and see just who the hell is touching his ass, completely and utterly ready to smack them upside the head with his pillow.

"Who the fu-- Rose!" Suffice it to say, this is enough to get him to abandon all thoughts of pillow-doofs. "You're awake!" He's so happy that he's completely forgotten about the butt touching thing.

At least for now.