Desmond definitely didn't mind cuddling Michael and he set his plate aside for the moment, sliding an arm around Michael's waist. He held him loosely, not wanting to upset the other man and make him pull away. "Yeah?" he said. "Well, that's a shame 'cause those people didn't know what they were missing, but it makes me even luckier 'cause I get you all to myself. I like making you feel good. I like knowing that I'm the one making you feel good."