"You are clever, Master Enjolras," Grantaire says. His breath is hot against Enjolras’ lips and sets his cheeks aflame once more. "I look forward to uncovering many more of your marvels while you are at court."
"Then I shall do my best not to disappoint, Your Highness," Enjolras breathes.
- Part 1 of Boy Mine
Mine Own by besanii for sarahyyy, defractum (nyargles)
Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types
10 Nov 2014
"It is my personal opinion that one cannot fully appreciate a bearskin rug unless it is with bare feet," Grantaire explains. "How do you find it?"
"Soft," Enjolras says, luxuriating in the furs tickling his soles. He smiles, stepping closer to Grantaire, and rests his hands on his broad shoulders. "I would be quite content to sleep here every night."
"What, and put such a magnificent bed to waste!" Grantaire exclaims, springing to his feet. He slips an arm about Enjolras’ waist and draws him close so Enjolras can feel the hardness in his trousers. "Come, boy mine, I have another gift for you."
- Part 2 of Boy Mine