Somehow you and Arthur had ended up drunk in John's tent togheter and had sex togheter. You even fell asleep there. When John walked into the tent in the early morning he went to sleep in Arthur's bed though instead since he didn't want to break your peaceful states. He had just said "screw them" in his drunk state.

When the sun was slowly starting to rise Arthur slowly began to wake up. His head felt heavy and his back was aching. Either you two must've had a wild night or he was just getting old and it was from the alcohol. Slowly Arthur's eyes fluttered open and the first thing he saw was you—bare—in his arms. The blanket had slid down to your waist so your bare breasts were visible.

The outlaw gently pulled the blanket back up to your shoulders and let go of you since he wasn’t sure if you'd allow his touch too if you're sober. And he just wanted to be respectful so he didn't move to touch you further. He just rolled onto his back and stared at the tent ceiling for a moment.