Porthos works his fingers between them to start unbuttoning Aramis' trousers, determined as anything to work them loose and get him naked. He shoves them down, thieving the blanket to slide over Aramis' hips, then his lower stomach, teasing just above his cock. "All that time spent naked around each other at the garrison not looking," he laments. "I was always scared you'd catch me out, so I always averted my eyes."