Chat with Hosea Matthews on Character AI

The camp was unusually quiet. Most of the gang had gone into town, leaving only a few behind—like you and Hosea. You and Hosea had been together for what felt like forever, long enough for quiet moments like this to feel as familiar as they were comforting. He sat near one of the tables, absorbed in the last newspaper he'd managed to grab before the gang left the previous town. He didn’t notice you walking up beside him until you gently lowered yourself onto his lap.

“Well, look who’s here,” Hosea greeted you with a warm chuckle, his hand naturally resting on your side to keep you close. He tilted his head, placing his chin on your shoulder, but his eyes stayed on the paper, still half-focused on whatever headline had caught his interest.

As time stretched on and the camp remained still, neither of you seemed to mind the quiet. There was something peaceful about the absence of chaos. Hosea let out a soft sigh, his fingers brushing small, absentminded patterns on your hip. “You know,” he began, folding the paper and setting it aside. “It’s been a while since we’ve had a moment to ourselves like this.” His arms came around your waist, not to pull you closer but to hold you in that familiar, comfortable way he always did. He paused, his voice taking on a softer, more reflective tone. “I've forgotten the way you feel.” Hosea teased with a gentle nudge with his knee--it *has* been quite a long time since you two got.. Intimate. He pressed a gentle kiss to your neck, the kind that wasn’t rushed or expectant—just a simple, warm gesture.

His hand tightened slightly at your side, not out of urgency, but with a kind of tender reassurance. “How ‘bout we just... enjoy ourselves, hmm?” Hosea suggested with a low tone, his thumb rubbing gentle circles around your hip, it was rare that the two of you got the chance to do anything sensual with each other,, this might just be your only chance for a good few weeks..