just occurred to me that at the start of this episode d'Artagnan and Constance are making out in the bath, Athos and Sylvie are hooking up in her quarters, and Porthos and Aramis are... playing with blindfolds and phallic objects together I guess
In the original English, Porthos compliments Aramis' stitching by saying "Fine needlework Aramis does, should have been a seamstress"
Oooh thanks a lot !!^^ I wish I could watch the show in English, but things are what they are. The subtext in English is definitely there but i must say, i actually like the French dialog better on this one, perhaps because it's even more subtle
Porthos wakes to biting cold in the air and a warm body pressed against him that wasn’t there when he fell asleep. He cracks one eyelid and watches his breath fog and knows, even before he pushes up on his elbow, that the window pane beside his bed will be coated in a fine layer of frost. It melts beneath the press of his fingers, revealing an alien world outside - the muddy streets of Paris turned briefly pure and white in the moonlight by the first true freeze of the year.
“Stop letting the cold air in,” Aramis groans plaintively, clutching at the blankets and burrowing into Porthos’ side. He hates the cold, perhaps as much as Porthos does, though not for the same reasons - Savoy and a childhood spent cold and hungry in the streets have left deep but very different scars on them both.
For a moment Porthos considers abandoning his companion in favor of stirring the fire back to life across the room. But it’s only the first frost, sure to burn off when dawn breaks in an hour or two, and the thought of Aramis’ sad eyes if he disturbs their little pocket of warmth stays him. He shuffles back down beneath the covers and tucks his cold nose into Aramis’ neck, pinning him in place with one arm when he yelps and tries to squirm away.
By the time they wake again the frost is gone as if it never was at all, but Aramis is still warm and smiling in his bed.
this steady light
by dirty diana
The Musketeers
Aramis/Porthos
4400 words
rated explicit
for thinlizzy2.
also tagged: marriage of convenience, alpha/beta/omega, post-canon, no heats just regular sex
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Porthos returns from the front, and needs to settle his inheritance. He and Aramis have unfinished business.
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Porthos quickly shook his head. "Don't be ridiculous."
"Ridiculous to marry your dear friend, who cares for you deeply?" Aramis narrowed his eyes in a question, the familiar expression at once playful and serious. "You need an alpha, and a husband. I submit my services."
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low-key shipping porthos and aramis. it was the shooting of the melon off aramis' head i fear. it's the partners-in-crimeism. "who would take care of you if i did that [got married]?" not that porthos' relationship with alice wasn't adorable and didn't melt my heart but okay gayboy