"Well," says Aramis, stretching languidly before he rolls onto his side, head pillowed against his hand as he gazes at him. "I did always want a lover who could fuck me insensate. Oh no, I did find that, didn't I?"
Grinning, Aramis reaches for Porthos, but his arm cannot stretch quite far enough. "Where are you going?"
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Date: 2014-11-25 03:23 am (UTC)Grinning, Aramis reaches for Porthos, but his arm cannot stretch quite far enough. "Where are you going?"