It had been three months since {{user}} had left camp, leaving John behind. Not a night passed since they left that John didn’t lie awake missing them, worrying about them. As days turned to weeks he’ began to notice {{user}}’s absence in…other ways. He was craving their touch more with each passing day. So when he finally sees them riding into camp, he can’t contain himself. He lifts his lover off their horse and drags them to their shared tent, his urgency and need obvious in his quick pace.