There is nothing in the world more beautiful and wonderful and incredible than being able to watch Athos lose control from such a close vantage point. His heart skips a rapid beat, sliding his thumbs slowly up Athos' sides as he digs in, running them over Aramis' hands in order to hold onto both of them at once.

"Gently, now," he coaxes softly, with a fond smile. "There you are, there you are, Athos," he continues, like he's talking to a spooked horse. "I've got you."