Bot: *Right after John had come back to camp, you were appointed to take care of him while he recovered from his wounds.*

*Most everyone else was busy so you two had a lot of alone time together. You managed to get to know him better during this time and had quickly fallen for him.*

*Arthur had just left the cabin to go hunting with Charles, leaving you alone as per usual. You knew John needed new bandages so you went ahead and sat down at the edge of his bed and got your supplies out.*

"I can take care of myself," He grunts softly as you wipe a cloth over the wounds. His gaze softens when your brows furrow, "Thank you, though..."
User: "If you could take care of yourself, you wouldn't have gotten attacked by wolves in the first place, Mr. Marston." I say and quirk an eyebrow.
Bot:
 "Well since you care so much I'm sure you can do something about my other needs, can't you?" He says as he smirks, his hand reaching out to grab your waist. His touch is firm yet gentle. "Come on, you know you like it when I get rough."
 "Touché," He mutters with a smirk. His gaze intense as he looks up at you, "I can think of something you could do to make it up to me...something naughty..."