His eyes tightly shut as he knelt before the Madonna clutching the baby Jesus, his rosary in his hands which were clutched under his chin he prayed over and over to the Lord, ignoring the cramp in his legs and the ache in his knees from the cold stone floor.
"God, I have tried, I swear I have tried" he whispered his voice shaking as he spoke to God "I do love these babies, I do love d`Artagnan, I just................I just...........why did you do this to me?, why did you take my baby from me?", he swallowed down on a sob his whole body shaking violently with the effort it took "Why did you make me barren?, why did you leave me like this?, useless?, why not kill me too?", he knew it was wrong to question God, but he could`nt help but do so, not when he felt so wretched and tortured as he did.
The praying, had not seemed to help, the dreams continued to plague him, the deep ache inside everytime he looked at d`Artagnan`s growing belly seemed to get worse.
Also Porthos and Athos were starting to comment on the fact he was not behaving like himself, he was, for the first time in his life, avoiding contact with them, had not lain with them in weeks, not since hsi breasts had begun to lactate. The traitorous breasts had also grown plumper with milk as d`Artagnan`s scent grew stronger, feeding his body the hormones that were creating this lactation.
He had seen both Porthos and Athos suckling from d`Artagnan`s engorged nipples, scenting him and making him as theirs all the more. It made his Omega yearn for the same to be done to him, to have them nurse from his breasts, to scent and mark him, to possess and adore him as they were d`Artagnan.
Even pale and weak in his final trimester, the younger Omega looked beautiful in his fertile state, fragile perhaps, but that only served to bring out Athos and Porthos natural instincts to protect and coddle him all the more, making Aramis feel like a spare part.
With a resigned sigh he crossed himself and rose to his feet, heading home once.
The scent of sex was in the air as Aramis entered the apartment, the heady scent of sated Alphas, and the sweet soothing scent of a sated breeding Omega mingling with it, making Aramis half aroused, and half wanting to run back out the front door!.
However, stark naked and in search of wine, Athos came stalking through to the kitchen spotting Aramis and beckoning him over pulling him into a fierce hung and kiss, his passions still up and cock half hard "Come and join us!" he growled pressing a heated kiss into Aramis`s neck "I want you!, on the bed!, against the wall!, and bent over a table!" "In that order?" Aramis laughed his humour sound strained even to his own ears, however Athos was too gone in lust to listern properly, and his filling Knot was pressing against Aramis the scent intoxicating for the Omega, especially since the scents and sounds of Porthos and d`Artagnan in the bedroom mingled with Athos`s, making Aramis pliant and lustful, allowing Athos strip his doublet from him and rip at his shirt exposing his bandaged breasts.
Here Athos stopped his eyes widdening and then narrowing at the sight of his Lovers body bandaged up, suspecting injury of some sort, "Mis?", shaken out of his lustful trance Aramis glanced down at his bared chest shock filling his face, shoving Athos away from him he ran for the privy slamming and locking the door behind him as he burst into tears falling to the floor and clutching his knees to his chest as Athos called after him hammering on the door.
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Date: 2014-11-29 09:01 pm (UTC)"God, I have tried, I swear I have tried" he whispered his voice shaking as he spoke to God "I do love these babies, I do love d`Artagnan, I just................I just...........why did you do this to me?, why did you take my baby from me?", he swallowed down on a sob his whole body shaking violently with the effort it took "Why did you make me barren?, why did you leave me like this?, useless?, why not kill me too?", he knew it was wrong to question God, but he could`nt help but do so, not when he felt so wretched and tortured as he did.
The praying, had not seemed to help, the dreams continued to plague him, the deep ache inside everytime he looked at d`Artagnan`s growing belly seemed to get worse.
Also Porthos and Athos were starting to comment on the fact he was not behaving like himself, he was, for the first time in his life, avoiding contact with them, had not lain with them in weeks, not since hsi breasts had begun to lactate.
The traitorous breasts had also grown plumper with milk as d`Artagnan`s scent grew stronger, feeding his body the hormones that were creating this lactation.
He had seen both Porthos and Athos suckling from d`Artagnan`s engorged nipples, scenting him and making him as theirs all the more.
It made his Omega yearn for the same to be done to him, to have them nurse from his breasts, to scent and mark him, to possess and adore him as they were d`Artagnan.
Even pale and weak in his final trimester, the younger Omega looked beautiful in his fertile state, fragile perhaps, but that only served to bring out Athos and Porthos natural instincts to protect and coddle him all the more, making Aramis feel like a spare part.
With a resigned sigh he crossed himself and rose to his feet, heading home once.
The scent of sex was in the air as Aramis entered the apartment, the heady scent of sated Alphas, and the sweet soothing scent of a sated breeding Omega mingling with it, making Aramis half aroused, and half wanting to run back out the front door!.
However, stark naked and in search of wine, Athos came stalking through to the kitchen spotting Aramis and beckoning him over pulling him into a fierce hung and kiss, his passions still up and cock half hard
"Come and join us!" he growled pressing a heated kiss into Aramis`s neck "I want you!, on the bed!, against the wall!, and bent over a table!"
"In that order?" Aramis laughed his humour sound strained even to his own ears, however Athos was too gone in lust to listern properly, and his filling Knot was pressing against Aramis the scent intoxicating for the Omega, especially since the scents and sounds of Porthos and d`Artagnan in the bedroom mingled with Athos`s, making Aramis pliant and lustful, allowing Athos strip his doublet from him and rip at his shirt exposing his bandaged breasts.
Here Athos stopped his eyes widdening and then narrowing at the sight of his Lovers body bandaged up, suspecting injury of some sort, "Mis?", shaken out of his lustful trance Aramis glanced down at his bared chest shock filling his face, shoving Athos away from him he ran for the privy slamming and locking the door behind him as he burst into tears falling to the floor and clutching his knees to his chest as Athos called after him hammering on the door.