“Mm.” Atho turns his head to smile softly at them both. He is still sticky from their exertions, and though he is loathe to leave the bed, if he does not do something now, he will regret it later. “A moment,” he tells Porthos with a kiss, already imagining ruefully the trouble they might have gotten up to while he was too young to notice.
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Date: 2015-05-29 11:58 am (UTC)