The moment the cuffs were opened, his arms laid limply on the bed, entire body pliant and movable, sighing as he was held close and the scratch of whiskers were felt at the back of his shoulder.

Humming softly in agreement, eyes slipping closed, his arms finally began to move. He laid them over the bulky arms that encircled up, pressing his body against every inch of Garrett he could, not wanting there to be any part of them that wasn't touching.