There was a time when he hadn't been so sure Arthur was his and always would be his. He had worried that they might not ever make this happen, and that they wouldn't be able to get to this place.

And now they're here. Together and in love and working for the damned government of all people and he's thankful for it all.

Especially when they're together like this.

"Always yours, Arthur. Darling. My love. Always."

Because there is nothing in him that doesn't trust in that, always his. He chuckles though.

"I will, but not until someone pays me back for their care at the tailors," he groans, watching Arthur closely. "Open yourself up for me. I want to see your face when you do."