Comte Olivier d'Athos de la Fere

Athos gives a choked cry as Aramis moves and the world shrinks to them, only them, the feel of being inside Aramis, and the bliss in his expression, and the nearby murmur of Porthos’ voice. Athos’ eyes begin to flutter closed as pleasure takes hold of him entirely, but he forces them open, wanting badly to watch Aramis as his lithe body moves in ecstasy. Able to keep a steady rhythm only with effort, he is soon moving with the other man, seeking more, wanting everything Aramis can give.