Aramis groans, losing sight of Rene for a moment as he realizes how rare this is. They get one another off almost constantly, but Porthos is usually down between his legs, or above or beneath him and too distracted by his own ecstasy to truly witness Aramis'. Settling back, Aramis resolves to give him everything he's asked for, letting his pleasure wash over Rene's features.

"So good, Isaac," he moans, eyes slipping closed as the pleasure builds, tripping like electric current down his spine. One hand fists in Isaac's sleeve like a lifeline, and Rene's head tilts back as his breaths come even faster, heart pounding and hurtling him closer to orgasm. At last it grips him, and Rene gives a small shout as he spills over Isaac's hand, his mouth wide but almost upturned as he revels in the ecstasy Isaac has brought him.