Aramis watches him with hungry eyes, his own slick hand drifting down to circle his cock. It is soft, yet, but his interest grows as he watches Porthos' touch himself, a hiss escaping his lips when the muscles in Porthos' flat belly twitch at the flick to is nipple.

"By God, you are gorgeous," Aramis praises, watching Porthos' strong hand wrap around his cock. "Stroke, but do not spend."