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tenlittlebullets) wrote2005-11-28 06:58 am
tenlittlebullets) wrote2005-11-28 06:58 am
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Three more drabbles, just because.
Enjolras/Combeferre and Enjolras/Courfeyrac. Rated R.
I. Veni
When Courfeyrac walks into the flat he shares with Combeferre, the first thing he sees is Enjolras lying facedown and shirtless on the bed. Then he sees Combeferre straddling him.
"And what are we up to this fine afternoon, boys?" he says, smirking. I knew it, he thinks.
"Adrien is—aahhh—rubbing my back," says Enjolras without a trace of embarrassment, which probably suggests that the situation is just as innocent as he claims. Combeferre glares at Courfeyrac.
"He's stressed," he says shortly. "He needs it."
"I'm sure." Courfeyrac is still smirking when he ducks into his own, adjacent, room.
II. Vidi
Halfway through his essay, Courfeyrac frowns, scans his bookshelf, and curses when he realizes the appropriate volume is not there. He'll have to go borrow it from Combeferre.
He pushes open the door that separates their rooms. "Do you—"
Courfeyrac is not easily rendered speechless, but the sight of his friends naked, Enjolras' legs wrapped around Combeferre's waist and Combeferre's face pressed against Enjolras' chest, does the trick nicely. They look up and both blush.
"Learn to knock," says Combeferre.
"And don't tell anyone," adds Enjolras with a look that could freeze water.
Courfeyrac can do nothing but obey.
III. Vici
"Always wanted to seduce you," says Courfeyrac between breathless kisses. "Never thought it was possible." He pushes Enjolras down on the bed and keeps kissing him.
Enjolras rolls over and pins Courfeyrac down. "This isn't seduction, my friend."
Courfeyrac shoves him off and they wrestle for position for a while, not bothering to restrain their wandering hands and lips, until Enjolras gets Courfeyrac on his stomach with his legs spread.
"So you'll let Adrien be on top, but not me?" he pouts.
"I trust him."
And Courfeyrac can't respond, because Enjolras is inside him and there are no more words.
I. Veni
When Courfeyrac walks into the flat he shares with Combeferre, the first thing he sees is Enjolras lying facedown and shirtless on the bed. Then he sees Combeferre straddling him.
"And what are we up to this fine afternoon, boys?" he says, smirking. I knew it, he thinks.
"Adrien is—aahhh—rubbing my back," says Enjolras without a trace of embarrassment, which probably suggests that the situation is just as innocent as he claims. Combeferre glares at Courfeyrac.
"He's stressed," he says shortly. "He needs it."
"I'm sure." Courfeyrac is still smirking when he ducks into his own, adjacent, room.
II. Vidi
Halfway through his essay, Courfeyrac frowns, scans his bookshelf, and curses when he realizes the appropriate volume is not there. He'll have to go borrow it from Combeferre.
He pushes open the door that separates their rooms. "Do you—"
Courfeyrac is not easily rendered speechless, but the sight of his friends naked, Enjolras' legs wrapped around Combeferre's waist and Combeferre's face pressed against Enjolras' chest, does the trick nicely. They look up and both blush.
"Learn to knock," says Combeferre.
"And don't tell anyone," adds Enjolras with a look that could freeze water.
Courfeyrac can do nothing but obey.
III. Vici
"Always wanted to seduce you," says Courfeyrac between breathless kisses. "Never thought it was possible." He pushes Enjolras down on the bed and keeps kissing him.
Enjolras rolls over and pins Courfeyrac down. "This isn't seduction, my friend."
Courfeyrac shoves him off and they wrestle for position for a while, not bothering to restrain their wandering hands and lips, until Enjolras gets Courfeyrac on his stomach with his legs spread.
"So you'll let Adrien be on top, but not me?" he pouts.
"I trust him."
And Courfeyrac can't respond, because Enjolras is inside him and there are no more words.