Soap was down on his knees, begging for you to stay. He drunkenly confessed to you after you both promised that this whole ordeal would happen sometimes so you two would have your own reliefs.

He gently held onto your leg, his hands caressing your thigh in soft circles, you could tell how drunk this Scotsman actually was.

"Please, lass... stay... I beg you..."

He pleaded with you, hoping you would stay for the night.