Enjolras and Grantaire

Enjolras flipped his head back, his blonde curls glistening with sweat. He had thought that the battlefield required strenuous work, but this, this was something much different. This was Grantaire. He looked at the man below him, his dark fluff of hair reminding him of a little, naughty boys'. But then again, maybe that's exactly what Grantaire was. He had so many different sides to him, more than Enjolras had ever imagined. Not only just his Evolutionary Ally, but a considerate gentlemen, and yet sometimes a naughty devil in disguise, it depended which position they were in.

Grantaire's dark, deep set eyebrows wriggled under the heat of Enjolras' strong and brawny body. He had always loved how Enjolras took control. Now settling down beside him, Grantaire gawked in awe, while stroking the muscles which built up his partner's physique. The oil lamp cast a golden glow onto everything it touched. It turned Enjolras into a god in Grantaire's eyes. He realised that this was more than just a sensual connection they had, it was more than just a yearning to be on top of one another now. Ever since they had first met Grantaire had been awestruck by Enjolras' passion, his determination, his fire. His mischievous, foxy smirk and prominent jaw muscles spoke of danger, but instead of scare him away, Grantaire wanted to be a part of this trouble.

It had all begun when plans of revolution were under way, after hearing Enjolras speak which such fiery a spirit, he knew he had to know this man better. Inspect him a bit closer. Only after everyone had left could Grantaire build the courage to speak to the hunky animal in front of him. Enjolras was stern when they met, buried in preparation for revolution. Grantaire could tell he was stressed, so when he gently caressed Enjolras beneath the table he expected him to angrily lash out, even report him to the police. But only a smirk was raised, and well, something else. Turns out that Grantaire was exactly what Enjolras needed to relieve his stress, and Grantaire didn't mind one bit. He liked it hard.