Aramis curls into Porthos as much as he is able, both an instinct and a habit now. After a week of nothing but this man and their bodies twined together it feels strange to be far apart, even in inches, and he smiles at Athos as he nuzzles against Porthos' skin. Reaching, he slides a palm down Athos' side, fingers spreading high on his inner thigh.
"What do you need, Athos?" he asks. "Ask for anything, you will receive it, I promise you. We have long ago accepted our own unending need for one another."
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Date: 2015-03-08 01:56 am (UTC)"What do you need, Athos?" he asks. "Ask for anything, you will receive it, I promise you. We have long ago accepted our own unending need for one another."