New Charthur smut out, written in collab with @cowboah-baby!!
Explicit, 9,5k, Arthur Morgan/Charles Smith
“Were you even aware of what you were doing?” Charles said after a pause and a deep drawn-in breath. Even to his own ears he sounded strained, like a string pulled too taut. Composure. “...What’chu mean?” he could hear Arthur take a step towards him and into his personal space. Space Charles wouldn’t — or ever had — let anyone breach. But somehow with Arthur, that personal space became shared, something that was for the two of them, the loss of facade not granted to anyone else. Charles took a breath that felt like it was leaving his body weaker than before. Composure. “You were flirting with that woman.”