René d'Herblay, alias Aramis

Porthos smiles warmly with every inch of fondness that Aramis is due. He wants to give Aramis absolutely everything and the way he looks right now is a sight. Debauched without spending, the lace underwear doing nothing to hide his straining erection, and his shirt billowing past the tapered pinch of his waist. He reaches up to undo the last of the buttons, sliding the shirt off with ease.

"I want you to turn over so I can find out if you really did prepare yourself for me," he says, tapping twice on Aramis' hip, much like he did before he'd started saying 'I love you' out loud.