Edge of Desire
The Musketeers
Their month long vacation in Spain has begun and they take the time to discover each and every part of each other.
Modern and BDSM AU
Athos/Aramis/d'Artagnan/Porthos
Warning: Collar, subspace, aftercare, anal fingering, anal sex, butt plug, cock ring, blindfold, oral, sex toys, dirty talk
Disclaimer: I do not own BBC's The Musketeers
Chapter Four
"It looked like you two had fun last night." Athos spoke up as Aramis and d'Artagnan stumbled out for breakfast the next day, not as hung over as they expected to be.
"You got the video's then." Aramis grinned at Athos, kissing his cheek as he gratefully took a plate from Porthos who swatted his ass playfully. d'Artagnan slid under the offered arm from Athos, settling on the older man's lap all too willing to be hand fed that morning, Aramis had put a larger size plug in him last night after they got back from dancing.
"You do know we have plans for the two of you this afternoon right?" Porthos asked in a low voice that made d'Artagnan squirm on Athos' lap.
"I was counting on it." Aramis smirked noticing how d'Artagnan fidgeted only to be held still by Athos' strong forearm.
"After eating." Porthos said firmly rubbing the back of d'Artagnan's neck as he passed him on the way to his own seat. Aramis propped his feet up onto Porthos lap, grinning when Porthos gripped his ankles, rubbing his thumb against the bone while the four tucked into their breakfast made to perfection as things usually where when Porthos made food for them.
"Do you trust us?" Porthos asked approaching the two after the food was finished and dishes done.
"Do you even need to ask?" Aramis raised an eyebrow looking offended.
"Yes of course I do." d'Artagnan answered at the same time as Aramis.
"Then just let us take care of you." Athos stepped forward, holding two black silk blindfolds in his hands. Aramis tensed for a moment but saw how d'Artagnan relaxed almost right away before he relaxed knowing that if d'Artagnan can handle being blindfolded then Aramis knew he could as well.
d'Artagnan stepped forward and let out a soft sigh as Athos tied the blindfold over d'Artagnan's eyes, hands gentle and strong. He placed his hand on d'Artagnan's neck while Porthos did the same thing for Aramis who was slowly relaxing under Porthos' touches.
Athos and Porthos methodically stripped their lovers naked before together they put d'Artagnan's collar around his neck, they never collared Aramis like this because he never wanted it but seeing their collar on d'Artagnan made their bodies heat up with love and passion.
"Just hold onto us, we won't let you fall." Porthos promised as he and Athos led d'Artagnan and Aramis down the hallway to their bedroom. Both of their blindfolded lovers shivering with need and cocks leaking they were settled the two onto soft pillows, d'Artagnan kneeling and Aramis cross-legged. Aramis reached out and wrapped his hand around d'Artagnan's wrist so they both were grounded while listening to the sounds of Athos and Porthos moving around their bedroom.
A gentle hand cupped d'Artagnan's cheek making him exhale loudly as he was pull up so he was standing, Aramis' hand having slipped away so d'Artagnan focused on the hand on his cheek. He had a feeling it was Porthos' just from the size alone. A familiar pressure wrapped around his cock and d'Artagnan knew he had just got a cock ring attached and his Dom's were in complete control now. Athos' hands roamed over d'Artagnan's thighs before they circled back around to press at the base of the plug inside of him earning a whimper and shift of hips. Suddenly Athos' hands slipped away but Porthos' lips were covering d'Artagnan's, drawing him into an embrace. Porthos' fingers were kneading at d'Artagnan's ass in a very distracting way. d'Artagnan could feel fabric against his naked skin letting him know his Dom was fully dressed still, even if he could feel the outline of his erection against his hip.
Aramis had the same thing happen to his cock before he was tugged down onto Athos' lap, Athos' erection rubbing at his hole teasingly. From their position and the way Athos' pant clad knees were holding Aramis' legs wide apart Aramis knew he was sitting backwards on Athos' lap. Athos wrapped an arm around Aramis' waist and pulled Aramis down onto his cock, entering him with practiced ease.
Aramis groaned out and let his head fall back against Athos' shoulders while his hands flew out to grab at anything he could to get his balance as he breathed through the adjustment period of having Athos inside of him. Athos' breathing was loud in his ear but Aramis could tell Athos was doing his best to hold it together for both of them.
Aramis gasped as something touched around the area where Athos' cock was inside of him. If he weren't blindfolded he would see that Porthos had d'Artagnan on his hands and knees by their feet, mouth closed around the stretch of Aramis' rim and the parts of Athos' cock that wasn't inside of Aramis. Porthos was guiding d'Artagnan by gripping his hair in just the right way that he knew d'Artagnan liked.
d'Artagnan groaned and it thrummed through the other two men to groan and Athos jerked himself up into Aramis making Aramis groan wantonly. Porthos pulled d'Artagnan back enough to watch the sight of Athos fucking up into Aramis while d'Artagnan's face was right there, but unable to see the sight in front of him.
Porthos took pity on d'Artagnan and pulled his hair a bit to make d'Artagnan move back so he was kneeling instead of on his hands and knees. Porthos traced d'Artagnan's face lovingly, thumb rubbing across d'Artagnan's bottom lip watching aroused when d'Artagnan sucked his thumb into his mouth to lick at it. Porthos smiled at the action before he used his hand to cup d'Artagnan's chin, thumb popping out of d'Artagnan's mouth. Porthos pulled d'Artagnan to his feet and ran his hand up and down d'Artagnan's bound cock making the lean man to groan and clutch blindly at the front of Porthos' shirt, hips bucking up into Porthos' grasp while Porthos trailed his free hand to press at the plug inside of him.
Porthos gripped the base of the plug and slowly tugged it out making d'Artagnan whimper and shudder against Porthos' larger form. Porthos pushed the plug back in before pulling it out, slowly speeding the movements up making d'Artagnan groan and arch against him. His fingers clenching around the fabric more while his hips pressed against Porthos' hand that had gone still so he allowed d'Artagnan to fuck his hand the way he wanted.
Athos had his hands on Aramis' hips now as he leaned up to bite and suck at Aramis' neck and shoulders while he helped his blindfolded lover ride him, going at whatever pace Aramis set as he was the one who was backwards with no eyesight. Aramis was arching his toned body in a way only a yoga practicer could pull off as he bounced up and down on Athos' cock.
Athos peered over Aramis' shoulder to see Porthos having d'Artagnan bent over the side of the bed now, fucking the plug in and out of the man who was now a mess of groaning and begging. Porthos looked up having sensed Athos staring at him and raised an eyebrow Meanwhile neither of the men were slowing in their movements and efforts in taking their lovers apart at the seams.
Porthos nodded once understanding what Athos was asking him about before he moved so he was behind d'Artagnan completely. He left the plug deep inside of d'Artagnan before pulling his own cock out before sliding it between d'Artagnan's thighs while pressing them together. d'Artagnan groaned and clenched his thighs harder for his lover's benefit but enjoyed the way Porthos' cock rubbed against the underside of his own.
Meanwhile Athos reached around and undid the strap on Aramis' cock ring and jerked his hand up and down the weeping erection in time with his own thrusts up into Aramis. Aramis cried out, body arching and trembling as he came almost instantly with Athos' cock inside of him and his hand around his cock.
Aramis slumped back against Athos who was still jerking himself up into Aramis tightening hole. He pulled the blindfolded man into a kiss that was instantly responded to rather happily. Athos groaned into Aramis' mouth as he came inside of the curly haired man, hips stuttering through his orgasm.
Porthos didn't take long to climax as well, his cum staining d'Artagnan's cock and thighs, the action making d'Artagnan groan and buck his hips against the edge of the bed, trying to get some relief for his aching cock. Seeing this, Porthos reached around to release the cock ring to watch as d'Artagnan let out a cry back arching violently as he came without needing to be touched as the plug shifted inside of him against his prostate. Porthos draped his body over d'Artagnan's back, stroking his hair and kissing the back of his neck and shoulders.
Porthos eased d'Artagnan onto the bed next to where Athos was lying down Aramis, both in their own headspaces with their blindfolds still tied around their eyes.
After cleaning the four of them selves up, Athos settled down by Aramis' side and Porthos pulled d'Artagnan against his chest and the four kept in contact with each other while d'Artagnan and Aramis slowly came back.
"Porthos? Athos? Aramis?" d'Artagnan was the first to speak mostly coherently.
"Right here, do you want me to take your blindfold off?" Porthos asked lacing their fingers together.
"Mm, yes Sir." d'Artagnan hummed and Porthos gently removed the fabric watching as d'Artagnan let his eyes slowly open.
"Hi." d'Artagnan smiled hazily up at Porthos who just leaned down and kissed him soundly while Athos was doing the same thing with Aramis who was the one who tugged Athos down into an open mouth kiss.
"I knew you liked those video's." Aramis said smugly making d'Artagnan giggle as he buried his head against Porthos' chest feeling the vibrations when Porthos laughed fondly at Aramis who yelped when Athos pinched his thigh with an fond, loving, exasperated expression on his face.