"Do you want to come to bed, Michael?" He had his arms wrapped around Michael and his nose buried in his hair. As much as he wanted to stay in this position all night, his leg would not appreciate it in the morning, but he was afraid that sense would slip into Michael once they moved.

He ran his fingers along Michael's spine.

"Just sleep." And cuddling. Because he didn't think he could stop touching Michael now that he'd started.