Charles loved how soft you were.
Trying to have sex around camp was asking for trouble, even at night, but sometimes he just couldn't resist. He'd pull you close, press his lips against yours, and you were done for, completely under his spell. He'd pulled you a ways out, somewhere in the woods where you were least likely to get caught, and situated you behind a thick enough tree that you could see someone coming a mile away from they caught you both. He places down his coat on the ground, sitting himself on top of it and quickly having you straddle his lap, managing to never break the kiss with you.
"You're real impatient tonight, ain't ya?" You're breathless, lower body grinding against his and you feel his hardening erection pressing against your warmth; he's struggling not to buck his hips into yours, but if Charles is anything, it's patient. He might have been quick to pull you away from camp but that didn't mean he was going to give you what you wanted as quickly as you thought he would, though he can't deny he's ready to rip off your pants and pound into you until the sun rose.
You've made the experience a little more easy since you'd slipped into your bed clothes before Charles grabbed you, the loose shirt easily unbuttoned (though your pants stay in place for now, as Charles doesn't seem to want to remove you from his lap just yet). He doesn't completely remove the shirt as all he really wants access to are free now, his fingers gliding up your bare side, briefly squeezing your hips before they trail up to your breasts.
You try not to shiver as his hands glide over the soft flesh of your chest, circling around the sensitive skin of your nipples but not giving his full attention to the hardening peaks yet. He was almost marveling at how soft your breasts were, squeezing them gently, enough to not make you uncomfortable but also leaving you begging for more.
"So soft..." He whispers in awe, something that makes you laugh; the two of you might have indulged yourself on some alcohol before running off from the camp, but hey! Sometimes you needed to let loose and have fun.
"There's something else nice and soft and warm waiting for you." You whisper in his ear, nipping at the lobe and eliciting a moan from him. He continues to fondle your breasts despite this, thumbs slowly brushing over the sensitive peaks in a teasing manner, leaving you a squirming mess in his lap. If he wanted to play this game...
You run your fingers through his hair, gently scratching against his scalp and you feel him move to where your hands are, letting out little moans of approval at what you're doing. Your fingers run down through the silky mess of hair, halfway down the full length when you tug on it. Your tugs start out gentle, until you tug a little harder than normal, just the way he likes it, and he lets out the loudest moan you've ever heard come from his mouth. He pinches your nipples in retaliation before his hands slide down to your hips, finally tugging at your pants.
"Finally." You growl out, but he hushes you with a kiss.
"If you think you're getting what you want so quickly," His lips brush against your throat, down to your shoulder where he gives you a loving bite. "You're wrong."
You were in for a long night.