Yes, why not? You want to keep him warm.

You stick your head out of the tent. First you part your hair that has fallen over your face and then look at Broderick, who is visibly cold.

"You are coming into the tent with me and that is a royal order. Try to say no and I will spank you." Broderick mumbles something, but ends up sticking his head in, you covering yourself in the furs, but leaving more than enough for him as well. "Thank you, your highness" he says, looking down as he slips in.

"Actually, it's Mia, Captain. I remember that spies are everywhere, are they not?" you say with a huge amount of pleasure that you get to lecture him on his own rules.

"Yes, of course. Thank you, miss Mia" he adds apologetically. You feel a slight sting of guilt for treating him like this when he's been actually quite nice to you in the past two days. But he's a big boy, you think, he can handle a bit of prodding from a girl. You now even think of yourself as a female most of the time.

You lie down and turn away from him and he does the same. There is some space between you and you notice the nightfall has brought a really cold temperatures with it. Even under your furs, you're feeling your toes getting very chilly.

"Sir Broderick?" you whisper, a bit unsure what do you want to say to him."Yes, milady?" says Broderick in the same hush tone. "I..uh" you start clumsily, having lost your previous confidence. You can almost feel his back on yours, the resolution to the problem of being cold seems obvious.

"I know you requested to lead this mission. Why?" you ask softly. A long pause follows. You turn your impatient expression towards him, to see his mouth slightly open and his chest moving up and down, bit like a sea, just calm enough to swim in. You frown, but that quickly changes to a slight smile. You giggle as he starts to snore. He seems so cute, helpless like this.

Right, you're tired of your back feeling like it has icicles forming on it. You push yourself closer to Broderick and lift the fur covering him, allowing your bodies to directly touch. Soon you doze off and have very pleasant dreams. You awaken feeling warm, happy and safe.

Not to mention lying across Broderick's chest, while his hand rests firmly on your butt.

He's still asleep, so you should move before things get really awkward. But this feels so nice! You snuggle up to the Captain, finding the feeling completely irresistible. You run your hand across his scarred chest. He mumbles something in the sleep and holds you tighter, gently squeezing your ass. You lay your chin on his chest and look up at him.

"Good morning." you say, waking Sir Broderick up.