René d'Herblay, alias Aramis

"A fine idea," Aramis breathes, and it's stubbornness alone that prevents him panting when he can see how this is affecting Porthos. It is so beyond his expectations, Porthos so gloriously undone by only the sight of his gifts on Aramis' skin - Aramis takes one look at Porthos' heel and sinks right to his knees.

"I will," he promises. "But let me look at you first. You've stepped on glass." Aramis wets his lips. "I can at least kiss it better before I go."