"We'll get caught," Regulus murmured. He still hadn't opened his eyes and the sentence was said more in a breath than anything else. He shifted unevenly back against James with the press of James' hands. He had been more awake, he certainly would have been protesting, because there was no way to guarantee that Remus or Scorpius weren't going to wake back into the room at any moment.
However, half awake as he was, he was mostly fixated on the way everything felt. He was still warmly tucked underneath the blankets and the press of James' body behind him nearly seared him straight through, but, at the same time, made him feel completely safe -- as if he was almost ready to fall back asleep. He could feel the way that James hand was making its way down his body, the way that it was shifting the pajamas that he was wearing. He was already half hard, although he wasn't yet aware of it.