Porthos laughs softly from where he's laying a trail of kisses over Athos' skin, spinning him around to give Aramis the front of Athos' body to work with, now pinning him from behind. "Aramis and I kissed right here for the first time too, you know," he murmurs. "Inches from where we're standing right now. It's also where he vowed not to see other people. It's almost a shame we have to leave this place eventually. Seems lucky for us."

His heart is racing madly and wildly, only lifting his head to communicate with Aramis in a single brief moment, a look that asks if they shouldn't move to their spacious king-sized bed in the bedroom.