Booker slid his hands down Nicky's back and held him close as they both came down from their orgasm induced high. This was the other part Booker really loved. Afterglow. Curled up against his lover catching his breath and just being close.

For all his reluctance and broken thoughts he really truly craved being close to the people he trusted. His affection was buried under years of grief and pain but right now none of those walls were up.

He curled shamelessly against Nicky and made sure he was wrapped around him. Yes, they were sticky and sweaty and gross but Booker did not care. He wanted his cuddles damn it and he would get them.