Noctis had no strength to protest or scramble away when Kostya moved closer. He barely let out a hiss when the weretiger lifted him up and moved to leave the room. The sudden warmth from Kostya's body was a shock to Noctis' cold body and even though he hated himself for doing it Noctis pressed his face against Kostya's chest. Noctis would do anything for a little heat in that moment. Even press himself against Kostya getting dry blood and dirt all over his Master.