No, you didn't fuck him

"I didn't fuck him," you say and the King looks into your eyes from across the fire.

"I know I'm not as easy as he is." King Arthur says looking down, "I'm sure he brought up the idea."

"He did? He was quite forward," you say.

"And?" King Arthur said.

"And nothing. I didn't have sex with him" you say. King Arthur stood up and walked over to you. He faced you and sat in your lap. The pressure of his asscheeks on your thighs was enough to get you hard.

"Good, because seeing you walk around naked, really got me going?"

"I thought you wanted to take things slow," you say and he laughs.

"Don't you want to fuck me," he whispers in your ear.

"Yes, but just last night you were telling me that you weren't ready for that," you say, but he shuts you up by kissing you. However, it wasn't romantic, it felt ****. You push away and he looks shocked.

"What are you doing?" you ask.

"I thought that's what you wanted." Arthur gets up off your lap. walking away from you into the woods. You get up to follow him.

"Don't leave," you say, chasing after him. You are away from camp, the campfire light barely visible in the distance. You catch up and grab his arm.

"Let go," Arthur says, pulling away half-heartedly. "Just let go."

"What's going on Arthur?" you ask, "Talk to me."

"You fucked Lancelot. I know you did." he falls to the ground in an emotional mess, "Why would you ever want to fuck me when you fucked him."

"Arthur, you aren't making any sense right now. I didn't fuck Lancelot. You're the one I like." you say. You crouch next to him. He doesn't look at you. "I didn't want to have sex with you just then, because you didn't seem like yourself."

"You don't think I wanna fuck you," he says, still not looking at you. You go to the other side of him. The only light is from the moon, but you still try your best to make eye contact with him.

"I don't think you want our first time together to be a quickie next to a campfire while all of your knights are asleep," you say. You sit next to him and hug him. He starts crying.

"I'm so fucking stupid," he says, you feel your shoulder getting damp.

"You aren't." you say, "It's okay."

"You must think I'm some weird sex freak," he says and you can't help but laugh.

"Trust me, you're fine," you say.

"Seeing you naked and Lancelot naked...my head just spiraled." he says, "I just got so jealous...I didn't want to lose you."

"Lose me? You did all "You know it's kinda cute that you got so jealous." he laughs.

"Shut up," He says.

"Do you always grind up on people when you get jealous?" you say.

"Shut up," He laughs.

"Because if that's the case, I'm gonna have to make you jealous more often..." you continue.

"That's it," He tackles you and you roll around on the forest floor, bodies entangled, laughing. When you stop, he's on top of you. You look into his eyes. Such kind eyes.

"I'm sorry to make you wait," he says.

"Trust me, when the time is right, we'll do it and it will be amazing," you say and he smiles. Then you kiss, this time it's genuine. His lips are warm. Warm man lips. You pull him closer to your body. You could stay there for ages kissing in the moonlight. But you couldn't.

"We should get to bed." King Arthur says, "Before Gwaine wakes up for his night shift and notices us missing. You both get up and go back to camp. When you get back, you go to bed.