Athos arches into the kiss, gripping Porthos by the shoulders as he returns it with equal fierceness. The embrace leaves him breathless - not so much out of passion as from the fullness in his heart, his relief and awe at every moment that has brought him here. His eyes are wet, but he barely realizes it as he lifts a brow at Aramis. “Come now,” he quips, voice rough despite his attempt at levity. “Do not be cruel."