Porthos is already weak with it, moaning and writhing as each additional movement of Aramis' fingers brings him new pleasures that build on the last. His brow furrows, a desperate look in his eyes as he tries so hard to draw this out. He bows his forehead to Athos' as he leans down to kiss him slowly, with more measure and patience than before.
"We missed you," he murmurs, feeling his heart ache with how much he'd missed Athos for those two weeks. "Felt like we'd lost a limb."
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Date: 2015-05-24 04:44 pm (UTC)"We missed you," he murmurs, feeling his heart ache with how much he'd missed Athos for those two weeks. "Felt like we'd lost a limb."