Athos cants his hips to take him deeper, and Aramis swears, gathering his senses so that he can ease back in the new space afforded to him, fucking himself back onto Porthos' cock before he thrusts forward into Athos. "Sangdieu," he breathes again, finding pleasure in every direction. Lifting his head, Aramis stares down at Athos, his expression awed, Porthos' heat like a brand against his back. "Porthos," Aramis whispers. "Help me take him harder."