They are right to fear his ego, for Aramis will surely preen when he turns this moment over and over in his mind, but now he only flushes with the praise, whole body tingling with pleasure that snaps like an electric shock when Athos takes hold of his cock.

Wrenching his head up, he takes one look at Athos and knows the man wants him to come, and Aramis' lips quirk despite their slack, teeth finding the bottom one after as Athos strokes. Where they are joined, Athos' body pounds into him as relentlessly as Aramis thrusts down, and Aramis lets the hot core of pleasure draw in, lets it tighten into something so coiled that with only a few more strokes it will shatter. Smiling flush cheeked at them both, Aramis rises and lets his head fall back, mouth open as he reaches for orgasm and feels it streak down his spine, shake him from the inside out until come stripes Athos' belly as he spends.