Author's note: Sorry this one has been so long coming, I've had major writer's block. It's in Enjolras's POV this time, hope you like!
As always, any reviews always spur me to write more *hint hint* :)
Enjolras had had a very strange day. Only yesterday he'd never gone further than a kiss with anybody, and now...
Grantaire had made coffee Another strange nicety on his part and they were back on the sofa awkwardly sipping.
Before Joly had burst in, Enjolras had been ready to, Yeah, shall we not go there?
But now it seemed his brain had started working beyond instinct, and was telling him what a bad idea this was.
Since when do you even swing this way?
Why did you have to tell Joly?
You don't even know yourself!
Do you?
And lets not even get started on what your parents are going to think...
But there was another, quietly growing voice, saying conflicting things
He does have really pretty eyes...
Enjolras looked over, Grantaire did have nice eyes, as eyes go. They were light brown, with flecks of yellow, set under dark brows that matched the tangled mess of curls that framed the brunette's face.
And he's a really good kisser...
Not that Enjolras could remember much of the passionate embrace they'd been locked in before being so rudely interrupted.
The new voice piped up
Why are you thinking about kissing him when he's just there?
Enjolras could not sufficiently answer this, so he put his mug down, leant over to Grantaire, and kissed him on the cheek.
Taire smiled "How unlike you Enjy"
Enjolras blushed "Sorry, was that too..." His words were cut off by Grantaire's lips crashing onto his own.
He really is a good kisser...
They remained motionless for a moment, lips barely touching. Then Grantaire reached up and touched Enjolras's face lightly.
"I can't tell you how long I've waited for this Enjy"
"Tell me"
So you're going for mysteriously sexy then?
Grantaire grinned "I have loved you since I saw you dear Apollo"
Three years? Wow.
This is the part where you tell him how long you've loved him.
But you don't know, do you?
It was true, until this morning, or maybe last night, Enjolras hadn't really known he loved Grantaire.
"Your love crept up on me Taire, I didn't notice until there was no going back." He put his hand on Grantaire's, pressing it to his face "And I am so glad"
He closed the gap between them with a smile.
And he has a very alluring smile...
They had been facing each other on the sofa, but now Grantaire lifted himself forwards, pushing Enjy onto his back.
Now, Enjolras had always considered himself a man completely in possession of his senses, but when Grantaire's hands tangled themselves in his hair, and his hips pushed back against his own, they flew out the window.
He let out a low moan, which only seemed to spur Grantaire on. "Taire..." he mumbled as the brunette pressed kisses down his neck. "...Taire..." Grantaire looked up from his position halfway down Enjolras's chest "Yes Enjy?"
"We should, uh, go into my room"
What are you doing?
Or planning on doing?
Oh, that.
Ok.
Grantaire smirked "Whatever you say Apollo"
Enjolras rose and led Grantaire by the hand into the bedroom.
The bed was still unmade from the night before, and books and clothes adorned the floor.
They collapsed onto the bed, arms around one another, giggling.
Grantaire resumed his trail of chaste kisses down Enjolras's body.
You'd better tell him now!
Oh, but he might stop...
And I really don't want him to stop...
"Taire, I have to tell you something..." he murmured into Grantaire's curls "Yes Enjy?" He had reached Enjolras's waistline, and looked up with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
"I've, uh, never, um..."
Don't make it sound idiotic don't make it sound idiotic.
"Done this before" He finished stupidly.
Grantaire slid himself up to level with Enjy's face "And by this you mean?"
Well done on the idiotic front there
"This, uh, intimate, with another person, thing"
Grantaire smiled nervously "To be honest, I've never done this with a guy before"
How? He's fucking gorgeous!
Where did that come from...?
Enjolras leant forward "So you're ok with this then?"
Grantaire looked stupidly beautiful as he whispered "I love you Enjy"
He didn't have time to respond before Taire's lips were pressing against his own.
This time was different, far more gentle. Enjolras brought his hands to rest on Grantaire's hips, pulling him down.
Grantaire began running his fingers up and down Enjolras's body, making him shiver with excitement.
When did I...?
Oh, never mind...
At some point he had wrapped his legs around Taire's waist.
He pushed forward an inch and heard Grantaire moan into his mouth as they ground together.
Enjolras slipped a hand under Grantaire's shirt and brought it up over his head. Taire did the same, and Enjolras hated himself for loving the feel of Grantaire's fingers on his skin.
Is there a reason you didn't do this years ago?
Enjolras moved his hands down, and began unbuttoning the other's trousers. He was only vaguely aware of Taire remarking "You do learn quickly" because he'd started helping Enjy with his own trousers.
Two pairs of boxers quickly went flying across the room.
The feel of Grantaire's lips, hands and other anatomy was driving Enjolras wild.
Taire paused for a moment "Are you sure you want this Enjy?" Enjolras looked round with a mischievous grin on his face. "Shut up and fuck me"
Grantaire consented, and entered him slowly. Enjolras allowed a low groan to escape him.
Oh, fucking hell this is good...
They began moving together, gently at first, getting faster and faster.
Enjolras tried to care that they'd left the TV on, but everything except Grantaire had been driven from his mind. The feel their bodies pressing together, his smell, sweat and coffee, the glorious noises he was making as he pushed himself into Enjolras.
The noises Enjolras was making weren't exactly quiet either, he couldn't stop himself calling out Grantaire's name with almost every breath.
They reached their crescendo together, screaming out in ecstasy and clinging to each other as though the world would end if they didn't.
It was perfect.
After a while, thoughts came flooding back into Enjolras's brain
If you'd known how fucking amazing that was...
Remind me why this was ever a bad idea?
He nuzzled Grantaire's cheek with his nose "I love you Taire"
Grantaire kissed him softly "I love you more"
Of course, I forgot, we can't go more than a day without arguing
"I seriously doubt that, you beautiful cynic"
Taire smiled "We might have to put that to the test!"
He's so gorgeous when he's trying to prove a point.
And all the rest of the time...
"Oh Taire, you're going to lose this time!"
Grantaire jabbed him in the stomach, managing to find the most ticklish spot. "We'll see about that!"
Oh dear, you're going to have to destroy him!
The tickle fight lasted almost half an hour, the argument all night.