The feeling of Arthur’s large hand placing a hat on top of your head, the shadow of it casting down over your face as it was way too big for you, a broad smile plastered on his face as his large hands brushed over your cheek, thumb tracing over your lips and slightly tilting your head upwards. Angling you up to him.

His other hand grounding you from your waist and keeping you still. Calis on his fingertips grazing your skin, teasing you.

“Much better’ ain’t gotta get hot and botherd’ now huh?”