"Every day I want you more," Aramis groans in return. The sounds Porthos is making before he's even been properly touched are making him dizzy, and he holds tight to Porthos' thighs. "I have never felt anything like it, but until the day comes that we can't even bear to leave the house, I mean to enjoy it."

Leaning in, he fastens his hot mouth to the tent in Porthos' sweats, outlining the shape of Porthos' cock with another strangled groan.