Authors note: This is a 'smuttier' chapter, so do not read if you are uncomfortable with it. Also, sorry I haven't updated in forever! Once the end of the school year and summer came I was very busy. I will once again begin to update regularly. Thank you! :)

Eponine walked down the street in a fury. She knew where she was going and what she was going to do.

A quarter of a mile later she was heading up the stairs to the large brown door of a house. Eponine knocked on the door and tried to restrain herself from showing any glimpse of anger.

"Ep, what's up?" the man questioned her, not expecting for anyone to come over that night.

Eponine took in a sharp breathe and wrapped her hands behind the mans neck, bringing their lips fiercely together. She stepped forward, nudging him and herself into the house as she used one hand to slam the door shut behind them.

The man, in shock from the sudden kiss, didn't have his hands on her, but after a few seconds he placed his hands on her lower back. Eponine hadn't taken her lips off his, enjoying each second of it.

She pulled away, "Come on." she said, as she bit her lip and pulled him by the hand down the hall to his bedroom. She walked backwards into the room, still looking at him and holding his hand. He was confused.

Why had Eponine randomly appeared at his door ready to pounce on him? As Eponine pulled him closer to the bed and laid down upon it, allowing him to come on top of her, he didn't care. Their lips were connecting once again, and he began touching her all-over-putting his hands wherever he could. They slowly started to undress each other-starting with his blue plaid button up shirt, then with Eponine's brown-beaded tank top.

Once down to nothing he carefully slipped himself into her. He then slowly started thrusting forward, making Eponine give a light moan of pleasure. Feeling pleasure himself, he began moving faster. Eponine began to move slightly with him as his speed increased.

Both started to moan softly, gradually getting louder. Eponine panted as she wrapped her arms tightly around the mans warm, smooth back. There was one more loud moan from the man before they were done.

He rolled off of Eponine, allowing her to lay on one side of his queen-sized bed.

Ep scooted closer to rest her head on his chest, and they laid there for a moment before one said a word.

"What was the cause for all of his?" He asked.

"I don't know." She replied. "I thought about it and was crazy enough to do it."

He smiled and lightly kissed her forehead. The two sat in silence for awhile before Eponine sat up.

"I hate to say this, but I think I should go. I have a brother who's waiting up for me, I'm sure."

"It's know; it's fine." He smiled. Eponine stood up, wrapping herself in a thin sheet from the bed and collected her clothes which were abruptly thrown onto the floor before.

"I'll walk you out." He said. They walked down the dim hallway and opened the front door.

"I'm fine from here." Ep told him.

"This isn't going to be awkward for us after tonight, is it? It will be like it has been for the past couple of weeks?"

"Of course." Eponine told him, giving a slight smirk. "Okay," he smiled.

"Goodnight, Eponine." He again kissed her on the forehead.

"Goodnight, Courfeyrac."