Well used to Porthos' bodily demands, Aramis grins and grips his hips more firmly, pushing deep. "Worth the wait, was it?" he asks as lightly as he can when Porthos is squeezing like heaven itself around him, setting a slow, deep rhythm he knows will unravel Porthos bit by bit, for he is eager to draw this out for Athos and Porthos both. "Are his eyes open or closed, Athos?"
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Date: 2015-05-27 11:32 pm (UTC)