Arthur groaned softly as he stirred, a combination of your laughter and his head pounding awaking him from his otherwise peaceful slumber. His whole body hurt. "Whatever you're laughing about better be pretty damn funny if you're gonna wake me up like this." he muttered irritably. Although, as he felt your fingers running across his bare lower back, sending a pleasant shudder up his spine, maybe you waking him up like this wasn't do bad.

"When did you get a tattoo?" you asked between giggles, which caused him to quickly whip around in confusion. That was certainly not what he was expecting you to say. Low and behold, there was a tattoo on his lower back, just below the hem of his pants. It read: 'Princess' with sparkles around it. What the hell did he get into last night?