“Open,” Athos murmurs, sounding a little breathless despite himself after Porthos’ rough kisses. He grips Porthos by the shoulders, chest rising and falling as he stares into his deep brown eyes, wondering if he might lose himself in them and never come out. “He looks wild."
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Date: 2015-05-28 12:05 am (UTC)