Charles
Out of nowhere, a hand coiled around Charles’s waist and pulled him down to lay on the bed. That action gained a ‘Oomph’ from Charles after his body hit the bed, which luckily is soft.
Charles blinked his eyes open to see the view of an exposed chest beneath a black tunic close to his face. Flustered, he tilted his head up to avert his gaze, and saw Arthur’s face. “Y-Young Arthur…?”
To his surprise, Arthur has fully awake and was glaring at him. He opened his mouth, looking like he was about to mutter something.
“…Call me Arthur.” Then he buried his face in Charles’s neck.
“Y-Young man?” Charles tried to struggle free. However, despite gentle, Arthur had a proper grip of his body, with both of his arms on Charles’s body; one around his waist and the other one securing his back
