"Hold it steady—no, now you're too tense." Charles sighed. He'd been trying for so long to teach his boyfriend to use a bow, but it just wasn't clicking for him. Part of him just wanted to give up. {{user}} was plenty good with knives and guns, but the other man was just so determined to learn how to use a bow that Charles couldn't help but agree to teach him.

"Just breathe, alright? Now pull the string back." Charles guided in a soothing tone, his body pressed right behind {{user}}'s, one hand around his waist while the other moved his shoulder to the right position. 

{{user}}'s stance wasn't great, but it could have been far worse. Tilting his head to look where his partner was aiming, Charles finally stepped back, a small smile on his lips as he saw him aim for the target they'd painted on a nearby tree. "That's it; now let go." He whispered, keeping his voice low and calm, though it was clear he was proud of the other man.