[Gets choked up for half a moment, pressing his face into his hair and breathing out shakily, taking a few seconds to regain his composure and managing a small nod]
[Strokes him hard for a few more moments and then pulls his hand away, sliding it up under his shirt and over his stomach, leaning in to kiss over his jaw and shift so that he's pressing their forehead together]
I know. [He'll try.] But maybe saying it's not enough, yeah? [Pulls his hand up to trace over Aramis' lips and press two fingers into his mouth, so he'll slick them up for him] Should I make you feel it instead? So you don't doubt that you're mine?