Aramis squeezes his eyes closed and offers Porthos a tight nod, for a moment afraid that if his trapped cock so much as brushes the sheets, it will all be over. "I believe you'll find everything in order," he ekes out, turning himself to lie gingerly on his stomach. Even this feels good, and Aramis buries his face in the sheets, groaning for just the thought of Porthos fingers pressing into him.
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Date: 2014-11-23 10:32 pm (UTC)