"I live in hope," says Aramis, leaning over Athos with an unrepentant grin. He kisses his mouth and then the tip of his nose, then clambers over him to answer Porthos' invitation. Straddling his hips, Aramis leans down to kiss his nose, too, beaming at him with delight. Just the thought of Porthos' high pitched giggle is enough to undo him, and Aramis is already laughing when he drags his fingertips down Porthos' ribs.