[He didn't ask for this!]

[Vulpes grimaces as he's squeezed, the ache in his head suddenly hitting him hard again. How did this happen? He'd simply been wandering the halls as usual one minute, and now he's pressed up against another man's bare chest. This is not what he was expecting when he left his room hours earlier.]

[Still, being hugged is one thing... being carried off is another. At that point Vulpes gives a good-faithed effort to escape the larger man's hold. To be seen in this position would certainly be humiliating.]

This will not end well for you! I won't warn you again!

[But even he realizes those threats are rather hollow right now, unfortunately.]