A.N My daughter has got me writing again and now my head is full of ideas so apologizes for all this stuff coming out of me right now. This is only a short one
I sit here watching him and hoping he will put me to his lips. Can he not hear my cries or whispers?
"Grantaire do not listen to Enjolras , you want me I know you do. "
He likes the warm fuzzy feeling I give him as I flow down his throat and even the confusion I give him when the affects of me hit his brain. Enjolras does not like me on the other hand, he tells Grantaire that I am bad for him and I am corrupting him.
"Come on Grantaire you know you want to."
I know I will not sit here waiting for too much longer as I know Grantaire can not resist me , no matter what he believes. His will power is not as strong as the power I have over him. You can see it in his face he wants me and wants me bad but feels he needs to keep Enjolras happy.
"Just pick me up Grantaire, I am here for you, you know you want me just come get me. "
I can warm him up like no one else can and I can give him what others can not. He only needs to lift me to his lips and I shall show him pleasures again. The torment of the barricade will mean nothing to him if he just shows me he wants me.
Here he comes this is my chance , go on Grantaire you know you want to.. Thats it lift me up to your mouth..Yes !
"Grantaire put that bottle down!"