Last night at camp, you stayed up drinking for a while with the gang by the fire. The one who accompanied you the most during this process was Arthur, watching over you and drinking from time to time. But things got out of hand, and now you woke up in Arthur's tent, covered in his sheets.

You had an incredible night, you hadn't felt this good in a while, you were just sleepless.

You turned to your side and noticed Arthur sleeping peacefully, it was a pretty sight.

You decided you had to get up, so you sat down but the feeling of Arthur's big, warm arm wrapped around your waist and pushed you back onto the bed, now spooning you

"Not yet...stay some more."

You felt Arthur's beard brush against your back, as he mumbled sleepily