If they hunted enough birds they could get a few pillows for the hearth, though by then it would probably be summer and lighting the fireplace would only be for meals.

Anticipation now coursing through him, Arthur got up, gave him a brief kiss, cleaned up the cum on his chest to avoid it getting gross, and went to the bed in the corner. It was only made for one but wasn't like they'd be keeping their distance, especially for the foreseeable weather.

On the way, he had a look outside and was grateful he didn't have to be anywhere and he'd already set Buell up because the snow was now really falling. They'd likely have to shovel out tomorrow.

Arthur settled into bed, laying on his back for now as he wasn't sure what the medicine seller had planned, or how he wanted him.