Athos tips his head into the touch of Aramis’ hand in his hair, doing a rather good impression of his feline once-namesake as he chases the gentle feeling of those fingers against his scalp. His eyes are still half-closed, and though he know they will need to soon, he makes no move to separate from them. Once they move away, the moment might still evaporate.
“You have been so patient with me,” he murmurs in a voice that’s low and rough. “Always so patient."
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Date: 2015-03-09 12:29 am (UTC)“You have been so patient with me,” he murmurs in a voice that’s low and rough. “Always so patient."