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The box is there when he wakes, settled at the edge of the bed and almost hidden by Aramis' kicked up sheets. He stares down at it for a long moment, listening to Porthos move about in the kitchen, and when he is awake enough, Aramis drags the box to him to open.
Looking down at its surprising contents, Aramis smiles.
"Washing up!" he calls, exiting the bed with box in hand straight to the bathroom, where he wastes no time, fingers busy with more than the work of slipping the silk up and over his legs. If he is surprised, Aramis is equal parts impressed, stunned, and more warm than he's ever been in his life.
When at last he is set to rights, Aramis gives the corset a last tug and opens the bathroom door, walking the short distance to linger in the bedroom doorway. He gazes at Porthos' back as he rummages in the pantry and smiles, leaning his hip against the frame. "I believe I'll need some help with the string."
Looking down at its surprising contents, Aramis smiles.
"Washing up!" he calls, exiting the bed with box in hand straight to the bathroom, where he wastes no time, fingers busy with more than the work of slipping the silk up and over his legs. If he is surprised, Aramis is equal parts impressed, stunned, and more warm than he's ever been in his life.
When at last he is set to rights, Aramis gives the corset a last tug and opens the bathroom door, walking the short distance to linger in the bedroom doorway. He gazes at Porthos' back as he rummages in the pantry and smiles, leaning his hip against the frame. "I believe I'll need some help with the string."
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Date: 2014-11-23 08:23 pm (UTC)Aramis looks up at him. "You will slide in as easily as into any woman."
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Date: 2014-11-23 08:29 pm (UTC)He tries to hold Aramis' gaze rather than let his mind wander to thinking of two fingers prying aside the panties and mounting Aramis from behind, all that silk sliding against his legs. With another gasping cry, his hips push forward.
"I'm not going to last," he warns. If Aramis weren't here, he'd have touched himself, brought himself off frantically and fervently with these thoughts, by now.
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Date: 2014-11-23 08:47 pm (UTC)With that missive, Aramis opens his mouth and begins to suck Porthos in earnest, filling his mouth until can hardly breathe. He uses every technique at his disposal, hollowing his cheeks and swallowing when Porthos' prick reaches the back of his throat, sucking in gasps of air when he can, bothering only when the room spins faintly around him.
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Date: 2014-11-23 08:57 pm (UTC)He waits for Aramis to withdraw, but only barely, before his shaky knees give out on him and he collapses back on the bed. His fingers ache for the force of grasping the sheets and he's seen stars. "Aramis," he murmurs happily. "Chou, mon petit chou, parfait, votre bouche, sangdieu," he babbles, allowing his shorthand lazy dialect to overtake the proper French he'd been taught after he'd left the Court and uses now.
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Date: 2014-11-23 09:10 pm (UTC)He pushes the leather coat from his shoulders, leaving the shirt for Porthos to divest from him later, and slides onto the bed next to Porthos. "Next time," says Aramis, settling with his head near Porthos', "Buy three."
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Date: 2014-11-23 09:23 pm (UTC)Touching him feels like coming alive, like the warmth in his fingers has been missing. He works lower, squeezing Aramis' erection on top of Aramis' hand before sliding back up to undo the second of his shirt buttons slowly, thoughtfully. "Wait here," he murmurs, brushing a kiss to Aramis' brow as he sits himself up, groaning as he makes his way to the drawer where he's painstakingly kept all his weapons. He withdraws his main gauche with a smile and sets it on the nightstand as he straddles Aramis' body without touching any part of him. Knees and hands are both pressed into the bed as he looms over him.
"Don't tempt me or next time I'll buy you the petticoat, too."
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Date: 2014-11-23 09:58 pm (UTC)"Do you mean to cut me free already?" he asks, worrying at his bottom lip to avoid pulling Porthos down to him. "So impatient, cariño."
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Date: 2014-11-23 10:04 pm (UTC)Resting his chin on Aramis' thigh, he peers up with a sad little look. "In a way, it's almost a shame you aren't a woman. I can give a woman pleasure with my mouth for hours while she climaxes again and again. I know that from experience."
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Date: 2014-11-23 10:16 pm (UTC)"Porthos," he murmurs, for a moment certain that he is going to spend from only this, but the feeling passes, leaving him even more shaken than before. "It is so much. It is always so much with you."
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Date: 2014-11-23 10:21 pm (UTC)"I want you to turn over so I can find out if you really did prepare yourself for me," he says, tapping twice on Aramis' hip, much like he did before he'd started saying 'I love you' out loud.
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Date: 2014-11-23 10:38 pm (UTC)Aramis definitely prepared himself and it's a surprise that has Porthos' breath caught in his throat. "Oh, you beautiful man," Porthos exhales fondly. "Look how wet and tight you are for me," he growls, sliding his fingers out to give himself a few good strokes. Normally, it'd take him longer to be hard again, but the sheer sight of Aramis in those stockings and corset and the things he wants to do are overwhelming.
He's not there yet, but it won't be long. "Tell me what you want," he coaxes, knowing that will help.
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Date: 2014-11-23 10:56 pm (UTC)Aramis' fingers twist in the sheets, resisting with all his will the urge to push his silk covered arse back against Porthos. "That is what I want."
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Date: 2014-11-23 11:03 pm (UTC)They hadn't been as gorgeous as Aramis, though, this he knows. His hips rock forward as he buries himself deep in Aramis, the lace sliding against the shaft of his cock, and he lets out a guttural moan of pleasure, staying exactly where he is. The other hand lets go of the panties and they nudge against him, a constant reminder. He moves the hand at his shoulder to thread in his hair, tugging him up for a hard kiss while he adjusts his grip to Aramis' hip to pin him hard there.
"You're gonna tell me you like it," he growls his instructions. "Describe it to me."
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Date: 2014-11-23 11:13 pm (UTC)"You are so big, Porthos," he pants, spreading his legs as wide as he can beneath Porthos' weight. "I have never taken a cock like yours, never felt so stretched or so full." Porthos is holding him tight enough that he does not have to twist his head to feel the sting, every fingertip against his side an individual, bruising ache. "You feel so good I could weep."
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Date: 2014-11-23 11:18 pm (UTC)"Yes, Aramis," he moans loudly, not caring for the neighbours or what they hear. "God, yes, you feel so good. Breathe, deep, and I want that corset to hurt," he growls. "I want you to have to beg for each breath and when you don't know if you can take in enough air, then I'll make you come so hard you nearly pass out."
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Date: 2014-11-23 11:27 pm (UTC)"Porthos," he cries, dizzy and yearning with every part of him for release, for air, for Porthos to fuck him until he finally without sense. "It is too much, too good. I cannot bear it."
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Date: 2014-11-23 11:33 pm (UTC)"Deep breath," he coaxes. "Deep, deep, deep, and hold it," he instructs. "And I'm gonna fuck you in that spot, make you come so hard, kitten."
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Date: 2014-11-24 12:29 am (UTC)Aramis almost does not realize when he begins to come, conscious only of a pleasure that suffuses his entire body. It is like nothing he has felt, not even with Porthos, the entirety of his being light, made of light, as close to divinity as he has ever come outside the pew of a church.
Aramis' smile is soft and almost giddy, and then he goes entirely limp, lungs filling at last without his conscious wish to stop them.
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Date: 2014-11-24 12:34 am (UTC)Slowly, he begins to sneak the blade in, angling it up. Each silky little ribbon gives a satisfying snip as they're cut loose and Porthos takes the bowtie at the top out with his teeth, pulling it out as he pushes the corset aside to give Aramis a chance to breathe. "Shh, shh, shh, chou," Porthos murmurs, sliding the dull cool blade down Aramis' spine and over the red of where Porthos' hand has smacked before it's set aside. "Are you with me?"
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Date: 2014-11-24 12:44 am (UTC)"You cut it," he rasps, opening his eyes. His body is sore in the respite, but Aramis hates to think that he has missed Porthos' own pleasure. "Have you come, cariño?"
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Date: 2014-11-24 12:52 am (UTC)Aramis lifts his head, discontent with his view of the bedsheets, but he cannot turn over until Porthos slides out of him. "Let me watch you?"
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Date: 2014-11-24 01:02 am (UTC)Trembling from spending, Porthos hooks his fingers on the corset and tugs it aside, pushing it off the bed before he curls up next to Aramis in the bed, loosely grasping him so as not to hurt him. "I love you," he drowsily says.
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Date: 2014-11-24 01:09 am (UTC)Aramis shakes his head, a tired and incredulous smile on his lips. "That was...every part of that was...it was incredible."
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