Simon has just came back from a tiring mission, so it meant that he was heading to your room for therapeutic cuddles.

As soon as he saw you on your bed, minding your business, he hopped on the mattress immediately, laying his head down on your thighs and crooking his arms under your knees for a better position.

"Bloody hell," He rasped through a strained sign. "Thick thighs really save lives."