Arthur chuckled as he held you up the stairs of your shared hotel room. He brought you to the vanity in your bedroom and sat you down on the stool infront of it. He took off your heels, knowing they had surely caused you pain throughout the night. He stood and reached behind your waist, grabbing at the strings of your corset, you reached around to help but he quickly pushed your hand away “come on darling..let me do this for you” he said softly against your ear.

You and Arthur had been out all night at some fancy party trying to gather intel for dutch. But let’s just say it went rather…south. So you had to make your exits, getting back to your hotel room rather exhausted.