Summer made an unhappy sulky noise. “Fine. I demand cuddles, then, since I can’t go abuse people with adorable beanbags. Proper cuddles.”“Will do.” Sprawling out, he turned and curled his arms around her middle, pulling her along with him as he rolled onto his back once more, essentially draping her on top of him like a blanket.
It took her a moment to get settled. Usually she would rest her head in the middle of her human pillow’s chest, but lying on the arc reactor wasn’t really a comfortable proposition. She squirmed around a little until she was tucked happily into the various curves of his body, head nestled in the arc of his shoulder. “Warm,” she murmured, idly.