Comte Olivier d'Athos de la Fere

Athos has adored seeing Aramis and Porthos tangled together since their early days as lovers. Now, though spent and hypersensitive after his climax, he still relishes the way they kiss. He can see the tremble of need go through Aramis as he presses against Porthos’ body, and he smirks breathlessly. His voice is still breathless and raw, but he manages to keep it steady. “Touch him,” he tells Porthos, and he has not missed the desire in the man’s eyes when he tells him what to do like this.