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Round 3

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Please do continue! I love it

Omega Athos goes into heat and only Aramis is there to help him out. Athos ends up pregnant. Lots of angst because Athos never wanted any children and Aramis has been his friend for so long that he's sure a child will ruin it all, and of course he will never be a good parent, not with his past, drinking and so on. To cut a long story short: he tries to distance himself and keep his pregnancy hidden.

When Aramis eventually finds out (maybe Athos fainted during a training session) he's happy about the child until he learns that Athos considered to never tell him. Disappointed and hurt but determined to make this work. Here is his chance to finally be the father he always wanted to be and no-one will ever take a child from him again.

Can be fluffy or turn dark with Aramis becoming obsessive, I don't care. Take this where you will.

As Aramis walks towards d'Artagnan to say "We'll fight this battle. You just worry about how to win the war" (or thereabouts), it could just be me but I swear he limps?!

Basically, explain that limp. Please thank you.

fuck yes, so good! <333

A quick & messy blowjob leads to d'Artagnan accidentally finding out that Porthos enjoys having his hair pulled...

Alright, so maybe the cats were cute.

Iritating, currious little bundles of fur that seemed to have a thing for climbing onto beds, burrowing under bed covers, and playing with bare feet in the middle of the night!, but they were still cute!.

Plus Athos did have to addmit that it was endearing to see d`Artagnan playing on the floor with the kittens under the watchful eye of Evie, who seemed rather content to let someone else deal with her very active brood.

She had also taken to sitting on the chaise beside Athos, glowering at him if he so much as dared to try and move her, while d`Artagnan sat on the floor entertaining the kittens with balls of yarn, and small light wooden mice, and birds which he would hold above their heads making them jump up to catch the object, or stand on their back legs reaching up with their tiny paws to bat at the toys, making mewling sounds and wagging their little tails so hard their whole backsides wobbled with them!.
When d`Artagnan sent the small wooden toys rolling across the floor, the kittens would tear off after them, making clumsy pounces up them, and continue to bat the toys about the floor as if they were playing a game of football!, also when another of them got in the way they would break into a scrap which saw them batting at each others paws and noses, sometimes jumping on each other to roll over and over like a squeeking ball of fur!.

When their energy was finally exhausted, they collapsed with their mother, or with d`Artagnan.
Athos favorite time, was when they snuggled with their favorite human.

Because when that happened d`Artagnan would pet and croon over them like a mother over a new born, making himself twice as adorable than usual as he stroked the small furry bodies, and chatted to them as if they could understand him!.

"You`ve got to addmit it was a good idea of mine to have them come live with us" he said to Athos as he sat by the fire with three small furry bodies laying on his lap contentedly purring to themselves and each other, Athos rose an eyebrow at d`Artagnan, lifting his wine to his lips acting as if answering such a question was far beneath him!,
"Oh don`t give me that Comte de la Fere look!" d`Artagnan scoffed
"A what look?", now Athos was truely confused, making d`Artagnan giggle at him
"That snooty, I`m too good for the whole world look!" he explained "You stick your nose in the air, and lift your eyebrow, and curl your lip making yourself look like your king of the world!"
"I do not!" Athos spluttered feeling his cheeks redden, an annoying habbit he had never been able to break when he was flattered or embaressed
"Yes you do!" d`Artagnan said grinning wider "It`s kind of cute!"
"Cute!", now Athos looked appauled!, he`d been called handsome, elegant, debonaire, but cute!!!!!
"Almost as cute as Evie and her babies!", d`Artagnan lifted Coal up to his face and kiss the small black nose before bringing him close for a cuddle next to his heart which of course made Jasmine and Amber jealous requiring d`Artagnan to give them his attention too!
"Cute" Athos muttered draining his cup, though if d`Artagnan thought him cute........., his eyes watched as d`Artagnan petted and loved the kittens, wickedly imagining those long fingers stroking through his hair the way they stroked through the soft warm fur, and those pouting lips kissing him the way they kissed the small little bodies, he could also easily imagine how d`Artagnans kisses and caresses could lead on into far more adventurous activities!.

Athos silently groaned as his mind flooded his consciousness with images of d`Artagnan sprawled across his bed, stripped naked, his flesh shining golden in the candle light, dark brown eyes gazing up at Athos with both nervousness and anticipation shining in them.

Athos could almost feel himself reaching out to stroke d`Artagnan`s cheek, and lean in for a slow gentle kiss, taking him time to make d`Artagnan fully relaxed and shivering with eagerness before they progressed further,
"Athos?", the calling of his name snapped Athos out of his very pleasent fantacy, proberly just in time, if the growing tightness in his breeches was anything to go by!
"Did`nt you hear me?" d`Artagnan asked sighing as if he were an exasperated parent
"I`m sorry what?" Athos asked
"The Queens visit!" d`Artagnan said though by the force of his voice it might aswell have been a shout!, "Her trip to Bourbourne les eaux!, I`ve got Madame de Garcia to come in a care for the cats while we`re away"
"Oh, good!, thats good!" Athos said trying to look as if were not fighting an errection and had not been fantasizing about bedding his best friend!, he was also not surprised that d`Artagnan had been able to convince their elderly neighbour, the widow Madame to come and care for the cats.

The old lady had fondness for d`Artagnan, who had an equal liking for her, since she reminded him of his grandmother whom he had been very close to during his childhood, and he had taken to helping the old lady with her shoping, and checked on her every night to ensure she had everything she needed before he either went out or went to bed, further endearing himself in the old lady`s heart.
Since she and her late husband had never been blessed with children, d`Artagnan had become something of a surrogate son/grandson for her, and she was constantly buying him pastrys and other treats, seeming detirmind in fattening d`Artagnan up!, and in telling Athos to "Take care of such a sweet caring boy!".

"What in the hell were you thinking about? d`Artagnan asked making the blood rush to Athos`s face reminding him of his sexual fantacy which he really needed to keep out of his head when d`Artagnan was in his presence ! , it was proberly fortunate for Athos that Evie chose that moment to hop down from her seat and begin her task of getting her kittens to the nest by the fire and start grooming them for sleep, what made the task that much more difficult was that she was constantly fighting to keep her currious little brood from squirming free to continue playing and exploring instead of being washed for bedtime!
"It`ll be nice to get out of Paris for a while" d`Artagnan said getting to his feet and going to the table to get some more wine "Fresh country air, no bandits, thieves, enemies of the state"
"Just a nice relaxing break in the sun hm?" Athos said smiling and accepting a new cup of the wine they were sharing
"Amen to that!".

Bourbourne les eaux

"Leave the birds alone!" Athos called to Aramis, as he sat with his back to a tree, his eyes closed, body pleasently tingling from being exerted during his and Porthos sparring match against d`Artagnan earlier in the day.

They had both been rough on the lad, teasing him about his inability to land a hit on either of them, and how shiny his uniform still was, declaring that needed to be messed up before he looked like a "real" musketeer!.

They had been at Bourbourne les eaux for the last week, as the Queen took the waters in the hope of boosting her fertility.
At first Aramis had been singing praises about this place, how much he liked the peace, the relaxation, the open air, the sunlight, but that had apparently changed.

"I hate these birds and their constant tweet tweet!" he groused as he fought his way through the folliage
"I thought this was paradise!" Athos said shooting an amused look to d`Artagnan who was breaking sticks to place in the fire and grinned back at Athos
"That was three days ago!, now?, Im bored!" Aramis grumbled sounding like a petulant child! "I miss Paris, the noise, the excitment......." he cocked his gun and aimed at one of the birds "The danger!".

"Aramis!" Athos scolded as a shot rang out!
"That was`nt me!" Aramis said looking at his comrads with fear in his eyes, it only took half a second for them all to be moving down the slope to where a body was laying on the ground a bleeding wound on their back, and they were wearing the white cloak that the queen had been wearing all week.

"Your majesty!" Porthos bellowed as fear sliced through all of them, however as they rolled the body over they saw to their relief, and guilt, that it was one of the womens ladies in waiting
"Caroline!" came the queens voice, as she stepped out of the tent "She borrowed my robe!"
"Get her under cover" Athos roared.

They hardly had a chance to get the Queen on the ground before the shooter fire again, however as soon as he had, Aramis and Athos tore off up the embankment after him, while d`Artagnan and Porthos took the Queen to the horses ready to get her out of her and back to Paris, a job that became much more difficult when Aramis and Athos returned with the knowledge that they were not against a single gunman, but a whole cavelry of men, well armed, and disiplined.

They rode hard and fast back towards Paris, pausing in a wood to rest the horses, and let the Queen get some rest before they began to ride again, taking advantage of the fact that they had at least for the time being, got a good enough lead on them to rest for a while, their only mistake being, they allowed the queen the cook!.

"Delicious your majesty!" Aramis declared after taking a bite of fish, deciding that giving a diplomatic veiw of the cooking was for the best!, even if the fish was all but beyond human consumption!
"Its the first time I`ve ever cooked!" the Queen said, her madonna face light up with the compliment
"Thats.....hard to believe!" Athos managed to say without grimancing about his mouthful while d`Artagnan discreatly deposited his fish behind him!
"Would you like another!" the Queen asked, Athos looked like he had been offered a bullet to both knee caps!, "Thankyou" he said in a somewhat strained voice "I`m full", unsurprisingly none of her susequent offers for a second helping were to be taken upon!, however as the sound of hooves on the ground became clear to their ears, Athos ordered them to start riding again.

A stroke of luck crossed their path after they have covered several miles, or rather, they came across a convent built upon the mountain face, the perfect place to give the Queen sanctuary while the other rode on to Paris to raise the alarm and bring back help.

Athos and d`Artagnan were chosen to ride back to Paris, both being the swiftest on horse back out of all of them, while Porthos and Aramis would keep the Queen protected until they returned with reinforcements.

"Think Port and Mis will be able to hold the convent long enough?" d`Artagnan asked as he and Athos rose away, looking over his shoulder to the convent which was growing more and more distant,
"They`ll be fine" Athos replied giving d`Artagnan a gentle smile of encouragment, he had full confidence in both Aramis and Porthos`s abilities, and in d`Artagnans, but, he also knew that d`Artagnan was young, and still needed to be reassured and encouraged more than Porthos and Aramis as he was still finding his feet as a newly commisioned Musketeer.

"We ride hard, don`t stop until we reach the garrison, we should make it back within a day, hopefully less" Athos said as they took an increasingly narrow road, with a couple of the bandits following them "Of course we could stop briefly to deal with them"
"I like that plan" d`Artaganan said giving Athos a wolfish grin, and dismounting, switly the two of them hid in the dense buches, their horses hidden in the trees, and loaded their guns waiting for the assassins to ride by.

As they did both Musketeers sprang up and shot down two of them, making the other two give shouts of anger and turn back with weapons drawn, Athos already had his pistol loaded and shot down his second assailant before he got the chance to get close, but d`Artagnan appeared to be having more troubled reloading his own pistol and his assailant was geting closer and closer!, Athos felt his heart rising up in fear and his hand straying for his sword ready to take the man out if need be, but at the last moment d`Artagnan was ready and fired, killing the man just in time!.

"You need to learn to load quicker!" Athos said feeling his heart slowly returning to its normal rythem "That was a little to close for comfort!
"Sorry about that, it won`t happen again!" d`Artagnan replied in a tone that sounded hurt, making Athos regret his worse choice, he had not wanted to sound like he was reprimanding d`Artagnan, just convey concern, something he meant to clarify but a tattoo on the hand on one of the bandits was brought to their attention, and the increasing need to get back to Paris had to take priority over anything else.

He had been assigned outside the palace, waiting for the Cardinal to enter. d'Artagnan watched kept his attention focused. It was surprising to hear the conversation.
"I want them all destroyed." The Cardinal hissed.
"One at a time," a woman's voice said. "You need to cut off the head first."
"Treville."
"And his lieutenant, Athos," she added.
"With them gone, the King will disband them," the Cardinal answered.
Curiosity got the best of d'Artagnan as he crept closer to the window. He saw a dark haired woman and the red of the Cardinal.
He was overhearing a murder plot involving his uncle. As a red guard, his loyalty was to the Cardinal, there had been an oath to his father, but in his heart his mother's words overrode them all. Take courage, be kind and justice will follow.
(())

D'Artagnan at his earliest opportunity made his way to the garrison. Without orders he could not enter, instead he had to find another way in away from prying eyes. Finally, a side entrance was revealed. In his red uniform it was difficult to stay in the shadows, but he made his way unhindered to the second floor. He gave a quick knock before entering, Treville and Athos, another musketeer he recognized from court, looked up.
Treville put out his hand. "The message?"
d'Artagnan shook his head.
The Captain frowned. "Is there a message from the Cardinal or the palace?"
"Not exactly." d'Artagnan winced. "I've brought a warning."
Athos drew his sword, pointing it in the younger man's direction at the ready to defend his leader. "The Cardinal sent a boy to threaten you?"
"I overheard a conversation." d'Artagnan's nerves got the best of him as he stumbled over the explanation. Judging from their reactions, they did not believe him. In fact more so, they thought he was deranged.
The sword was returned to its sheath. "And you wished to be paid for this."
He wanted to tell them it was for honor, family and his mother, not his father who he felt was disappointed from the grave. "No, no, not at all. I thought it would help." d'Artagnan shrugged as they studied him.
"What's your name?" Treville asked.
"Charles d'Artagnan," and the young man waited for a reaction at the recognition of the name, hoping to be welcomed as a long lost nephew, but nothing came.
"Thank you. Athos will show you out."
d'Artagnan nodded, followed Athos out the door, took in the view from the higher level and it struck him. He pulled on the musketeer's sleeve. "I must be discrete. Can I leave by the other entrance? If I'm discovered. . ." He would be dead, dumped in the Seine.
"Of course."
The young man had to try. "I'm not crazy. I'm telling the truth."
Athos opened the door for d'Artagnan, then closed it behind him.
(())

Yes, there had been that hope his uncle would recognize him, but he looked too much like his father. His mother said although he was as handsome as his father, he had her heart.
That was the problem, better he looked like his mother with the soul of his father. Alexandre detested that his son was not ruthless, tried to remove all the traits that stained him with his mother's supposed weakness.
It was her weakness that led her only able to bring one pregnancy to fruition, and her weakness that caused her death trying to bring another life into the world.
d'Artagnan did as much as he could with the warning. When he had duty in proximity to the Musketeers, he made sure to be extra vigilant. His free time was limited; LaBarge gave him a lot of attention in training, which left him exhausted.
Walking through the market on patrol d'Artagnan was caught off guard when a child ran into him. He straightened up the boy.
"Are you hurt?" d'Artagnan asked, but the boy ran off.
"He probably picked your pocket." Another guardsman laughed.
d'Artagnan shrugged his shoulder- he didn't have anything of value to take, but in his hand there was a note he tucked away to read later.

What if Catherine and Bertrand did not interfere in athos' punishment at the hands of renard and his brothers find him significantly worse off than they do in the episode...

Yes! Thank you please!

Very enjoyable fill.

As a suggestion, you may consider posting the link url in the Fill Thread so people can find it. It's a good read, but fills are easy to miss in the mess of prompts.

Totally dig this.

Maybe post the link up in the fill thread? I totally missed that this was even being filled as I never have time to wade through all the prompts. On the whole, this is pretty good. I'm glad I found it. I do think Porthos's reaction was pretty over the top, but I'll repress my squick to that in favor of the good writing and the curiosity to see where you'll take this if you decide to continue.

Yes! I really like this!

Seconded!

Thank you! And for some reason I had completely missed that there was a Fill Thread! It's now been added. Thanks for the tip!

Thank you. It's been intersting to write

OP here, that was amazing. I loved the characterization of them all and Aramis! I love how BAMF he was! I loved every second of this and Athos and Porthos were brilliant :)

Please delete this, i forgot to open the link to the fill on another page so i could comment on it :S

OP here, that was amazing!! I loved the characterization of them all and Aramis! I love how BAMF he was! I loved every second of this and Athos and Porthos were brilliant :)

Athos certainly was a hot mess during episode 5 (in more ways than one)!

Since it appeared to be high summer in Pinon, I'd like to think our boys could have found a good swimming hole on the way back to Paris and cleaned him up a bit. I'm up for pretty much anything-- friendship with gentle comfort and care, all the way up to and including a sopping wet OT5 orgy.

Whatever takes your fancy, as long as Athos gets bathed!

I love protective musketeers and brot3/ot3 like nothing else. This hit all those buttons. Really nice set up and resolution. I loved when Athos was telling a dazed Aramis, "Come here." Get over to us.

want

Aramis is tired of people making casual jokes or dropping inferences about how much of a slut he is, and/or implying that all he cares about is sex and conquest. Someone says something and it becomes the straw breaks that breaks the camel's back, and he decks them. Can be a friend or an enemy. Just one clean punch.

Athos is known as the stoic one, but what if one day Aramis and Porthos go missing. Something of their's is found (crucifix? lucky card?)and they are presumed dead. Once Treville tells Athos, I want him to break down, he is in denial and shouts and screams.

Happy ending though! I want Aramis and Porthos to return to comfort him :) Thank you:)

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Round 3

Re: Fill Learn to love again 7

Athos/Aramis, a/b/o, mpreg, unplanned pregnancy

Season 2 Spoiler- Explanation

Re: Mini!fill - Monsieur A ; Warning for dub-con

Porthos/d'Artagnan

Fill Roses are red, Violets are blue, Obsession will be the death of you 12

Fill Roses are red, Violets are blue, Obsession will be the death of you 13

Re: Fill: Courage Found In A Just Heart 2/?

Episode 2x05 spoiler

Re: Episode 2x05 spoiler

Re: Fill 3/3 Warnings: Attempted non-con and minor spoilers for Season 2

Re: Heroes AU - brot3/ot3

Re: FILL: this tangle of guilt and regret 2/?

Re: Fill: Courage Found In A Just Heart 2/?

Re: Episode 2x05 spoiler

Re: Fill 3/3 Warnings: Attempted non-con and minor spoilers for Season 2

Re: Fill: Courage Found In A Just Heart 2/?

OP Here

Re: OP Here

Re: Fill 3/3 Warnings: Attempted non-con and minor spoilers for Season 2

S2 E5 SPOILERS; Bathing/Washing

Re: Fill 3/3 Warnings: Attempted non-con and minor spoilers for Season 2

Re: Spoilers S2 Porthos and his uniform Angst

Aramis decks someone for calling him a slut

Athos Crys