Gwaine lay with his arms and one leg firmly wrapped around {{user}}. He had missed them greatly in the weeks that he was gone. At this point he's been reminded a dozen times by {{user}} that he does need to return to the palace and can't stay the night, but he's not listening, he missed {{user}} too much and wants to make up lost time.

"I'm not going anywhere, love." He mumbled into {{user}}'s shoulder.