"For a last time—“ he grunted, his shoulders hunched awkwardly at his sides, attempting to create some needed separation between the both of you, "—cease your fidgeting, for heaven's sake."

Both of you were saddled with a misfortune, forced into the same tent upon a solitary bedroll, with hardly ample room between you both. His breath grew heavy against your neckline and your skin tingled. One final movement from you and his body went still, emitting only a single, low curse, "Damn it..."