AN All things are going to be revealed now, Aramis lactation, his feelings of inadequacy and unworthiness, his grief over the loss of his baby, everything.
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Aramis could`nt stop crying, he had`nt sobbed like this in as long as he could remember, it was as if a damn had been burst, the tears were flooding down his cheeks, and he could barely get in enough air to fill his heaving lungs, his whole body was shaking like a leaf, so much it was as if he were convulsing as he sat on the floor rocking back and forth sobbing brokenly.
He felt hot and cold, his skin shivering yet coated in a light sheen of sweat, nothing made sense inside his head, and he could not get control of himself physically.
Dimly he could hear Athos and Porthos knocking on the door, calling his name, begging him to open the door, to talk to them, to tell them what was wrong.
They were all but begging him, making him feel worse because he could`nt reply, could`nt call out to them, he could`nt do anything but continue to cry.
"What the hell happened?" Porthos demanded as Athos continued to knock on the door "I don`t know" Athos replied glancing back at Porthos who was as naked as he, d`Artagnan stood behind them, wrapped in a bed sheet, biting his bottom lip worriedly "He`s got a bandage about his chest, covering his breasts, he must have been injured" "Injured, when?" Porthos cried "I don`t know!" Athos snapped all but hammering on the door "Mis please!, please open the door!" "Guys, back away" d`Artagnan said making both Alphas turn to look at him in shock "I think I know whats wrong, let me speak to him".
The knocking had changed, it was gentle, quiet, no longer demanding. "Aramis" d`Artagnan?, that was d`Artagnan`s voice "Aramis, I know whats wrong, I know why you`re wearing the bandage" d`Artagnan said making Aramis jerk his head up taking a heaving breath as he shook all over at d`Artagnan`s words.
"Mis?" d`Artagnan called "Can I come in and talk to you please?, can you open the door and let me in?", listening very hard he could hear the change in Aramis`s breathing, the sobbing had stopped, though his breathing was still rapid, too rapid to be healthy.
"Please Mis" d`Artagnan said "It`s your breasts is`nt it?, something that sometimes happens to Omegas?, in close contact with breeding Omegas?", d`Artagnan held his breath as he heard Aramis gasp "it`s okay, it`s normal, it`s nothing to be ashamed of" he said pressing his ear to the door "We can talk about it, you and me, Omega to Omega, no Alphas or Betas, just you and me, no one else, because no one else can understand us like we do each other can they?, no one understands an Omega like another Omega".
D`Artagnan waited holding his breath, his muscles rigid until he heard the lock being turned and the door opened revealing a tear stained exhausted looking Aramis "How?" he whispered looking at d`Artagnan "How d`you know?" "Because the farm next to my families farm suffered a collasped roof one winter" d`Artagnan said "The Farmers wife was an Omega, a pregnant Omega, and they stayed with us for six weeks, during which time I started to lactate".
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Aramis could`nt stop crying, he had`nt sobbed like this in as long as he could remember, it was as if a damn had been burst, the tears were flooding down his cheeks, and he could barely get in enough air to fill his heaving lungs, his whole body was shaking like a leaf, so much it was as if he were convulsing as he sat on the floor rocking back and forth sobbing brokenly.
He felt hot and cold, his skin shivering yet coated in a light sheen of sweat, nothing made sense inside his head, and he could not get control of himself physically.
Dimly he could hear Athos and Porthos knocking on the door, calling his name, begging him to open the door, to talk to them, to tell them what was wrong.
They were all but begging him, making him feel worse because he could`nt reply, could`nt call out to them, he could`nt do anything but continue to cry.
"What the hell happened?" Porthos demanded as Athos continued to knock on the door
"I don`t know" Athos replied glancing back at Porthos who was as naked as he, d`Artagnan stood behind them, wrapped in a bed sheet, biting his bottom lip worriedly
"He`s got a bandage about his chest, covering his breasts, he must have been injured"
"Injured, when?" Porthos cried
"I don`t know!" Athos snapped all but hammering on the door "Mis please!, please open the door!"
"Guys, back away" d`Artagnan said making both Alphas turn to look at him in shock "I think I know whats wrong, let me speak to him".
The knocking had changed, it was gentle, quiet, no longer demanding.
"Aramis" d`Artagnan?, that was d`Artagnan`s voice
"Aramis, I know whats wrong, I know why you`re wearing the bandage" d`Artagnan said making Aramis jerk his head up taking a heaving breath as he shook all over at d`Artagnan`s words.
"Mis?" d`Artagnan called "Can I come in and talk to you please?, can you open the door and let me in?", listening very hard he could hear the change in Aramis`s breathing, the sobbing had stopped, though his breathing was still rapid, too rapid to be healthy.
"Please Mis" d`Artagnan said "It`s your breasts is`nt it?, something that sometimes happens to Omegas?, in close contact with breeding Omegas?", d`Artagnan held his breath as he heard Aramis gasp
"it`s okay, it`s normal, it`s nothing to be ashamed of" he said pressing his ear to the door "We can talk about it, you and me, Omega to Omega, no Alphas or Betas, just you and me, no one else, because no one else can understand us like we do each other can they?, no one understands an Omega like another Omega".
D`Artagnan waited holding his breath, his muscles rigid until he heard the lock being turned and the door opened revealing a tear stained exhausted looking Aramis
"How?" he whispered looking at d`Artagnan "How d`you know?"
"Because the farm next to my families farm suffered a collasped roof one winter" d`Artagnan said "The Farmers wife was an Omega, a pregnant Omega, and they stayed with us for six weeks, during which time I started to lactate".