It feels just as natural to have the other man there, Ivan's arm going around his shoulders to keep him tucked in against his side. He debates anything else before remembering that cuddling was the request, and rests his cheek on the top of the man's head, thumb rubbing comforting circles with a relaxed, practiced ease. He doesn't say anything, waiting for David to start the conversation, although the warmth of the other man against his side is an odd temptation. A nap, maybe?

He didn't ask for one, however, so Ivan lets his eyes fall into half-open slits as he just breathes, waiting for David to set any further terms.