Easiest thing in the world to pull himself close. Settle against the warmth of Locus' ribs and that was the first red flag. The last warning that this could be, is, a painful problem in the making. He puts that form his mind in the moment. Focuses on the thud of Sam's heart, the bulk of his waist under his arm as he slips it around his back. the heat he puts off like a radiator.

Waking up like this every day...it wouldn't be terrible. Another point of data filed away for future reference when he's not so tired.