"I don't know," says Aramis, but it's not entirely true. Her joy grows each day they move closer to the wedding, but so too do her fears - it was only a matter of time before the dreams began. "I have prided myself in being what you need, be it a healer or a soldier or a friend. I want to be a good wife to you, in all the ways that means." She kisses the tip of his ear, the closest strip of flesh to her mouth as she burrows into his embrace.
"I have pushed you for so much. So much now that I am afraid of what will happen if I cannot give it to you. But I do hear you, Porthos." Aramis finds his hand in the tangle of their limbs, lifting it to curl their fingers together. "If you believe we will be fine, then I will, too."
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Date: 2014-12-14 07:37 am (UTC)"I have pushed you for so much. So much now that I am afraid of what will happen if I cannot give it to you. But I do hear you, Porthos." Aramis finds his hand in the tangle of their limbs, lifting it to curl their fingers together. "If you believe we will be fine, then I will, too."