Erik hummed in content. He shifted to reach over and turn out the light before settling in for sleep. One arm draped lightly across Charles waist where it rested only a moment before the raised higher to lay across the man's ribs. It was important to Erik that Charles was able to actually feel those gestures before slipping off into sleep. He couldn't say why, but it mattered.

"I'll wake you once I've cooked breakfast for you and Anne," he murmured quietly. "Sleep well."