Aramis whines against Porthos' skin, too far behind him to join him at the edge, and he shifts into Porthos' grip, eyes peeled open to watch Athos as he grinds down. The man is smirking, spent and damp and smirking as he works Porthos' cock, and Aramis whines again. This is proving to be a delightful new venue for Athos' more lordly airs.
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Date: 2016-06-13 12:49 am (UTC)