As Arthur arched up into the touch, he let his knee slide further under him, so that he was ass up. The smack to his thigh only got a chuckle at of him and he leaned forward, running his fingers lovingly through Arthur's hair as his thigh pressed insistently against his balls and taint.

"So impatient so soon," he mused with a nip to his earlobe. "I am eager to see what you will be like come summer."

The tender stroking through his hair became a clenched fist, nails scraping along his scalp as the Medicine Seller tugged a fistful of hair back so he could more easily get his jaws on Arthur's throat. He sucked rough and hungry kisses along the tender skin, leaving a trail of bite marks in has wake.