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The Les Mis Anon Kink Meme, Round 6
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10littlebullets wrote in makinghugospin
Since LJ seems to have finally capitulated to the Russian government and is now subject to Russian anti-obscenity laws, I'm not going to take a chance on sudden deletions. The Les Mis kinkmeme now lives at https://lesmiskinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/. (Round 6 here.) Everything has been backed up there. The LJ kinkmeme will stay up, but is now closed to new comments.

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Illuminate 3a/3

(Anonymous)
After that, Enjolras only had to wear the gloves and Grantaire knew to stay behind, to tend to his desires. He wondered if the others could smell him on Enjolras when he wore the gloves, the sharp taste of his come. Grantaire knew the taste because Enjolras often made him lick it off.

Tonight, Enjolras had brought a small vial of oil with him, and he waited until the others were gone before he held his hand out to Grantaire.

Grantaire buried his face in that palm, the slick, cold leather familiar against his skin. Enjolras stroked his hair with his other hand, absently.

“Open your mouth,” he said.

There was nothing for Grantaire to do but obey. Enjolras smiled at his thoughtless obedience as he slipped two tightly wrapped digits into his mouth. It pleased him when Grantaire obeyed him so easily.

“Good boy,” he whispered, and he could feel Grantaire's breath hitch at that. “You love this, don't you?”

Grantaire slid his mouth off his fingers long enough to say “yes.” His voice was breathless and weak, but he took Enjolras's fingers in his mouth again, sucking on the cool leather, wrapping his tongue around one digit and then another, hollowing out his cheeks as though he was sucking Enjolras's cock.

“I'm going to fuck you tonight,” said Enjolras, and Grantaire shivered. “I'll work you open with my fingers, slick with your spit. You do love these gloves so, don't you? Or is it what I do to you when I wear them? Because I think you like it.” He added a third finger, then a fourth, stretching Grantaire's lips painfully. “I think you like the feel of it. Perhaps I'll get you a collar, leather like the gloves. You can wear it when we're alone, and I'll fuck you with it on. Would you like that?”

He removed his fingers from Grantaire's mouth long enough to allow him to answer.

“Yes,” Grantaire gasped. “Enjolras, please. I'll do anything for you.”

“You will, won't you.” Enjolras's tone was casual, far from cruel, and he laid his other hand on Grantaire's shoulder. “Stand up, and take off your clothes.”

Grantaire hurried to obey. He noticed out of the corner of his eyes that Enjolras was removing his cravat and waistcoat, leaving himself only in his shirtsleeves, trousers- and gloves. He smiled as he saw Grantaire, naked and hard but waiting patiently.

“Lie on your back,” Enjolras murmured. “On the table.”

Some time ago, it might have shamed Grantaire, to be lying naked on a table in the middle of their back room, legs spread, waiting for Enjolras to take him. But right now all he could think of was the way the light cast off those black gloves and Enjolras's face, high cheekbones and long nose casting shadows over his pale skin.

Enjolras braced a hand against his hip, dipping the other hand in the vial of oil. Grantaire squirmed in anticipation.

One finger slipped in his hole, working through the ring of tight muscle. Grantaire moaned and thrust back, fucking himself on Enjolras's gloved hand.

“No,” Enjolras said. His tone was warning enough, and Grantaire stilled.

He sat, docile and obedient, while Enjolras worked a second finger in. He went slow, stretching Grantaire carefully, preparing him, watching him as he gasped and groaned in pleasure. The slick leather of his other hand stroked over Grantaire's hip almost absently.

“Are you ready?” asked Enjolras, and Grantaire whimpered as he nodded.

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Illuminate 3b/3 COMPLETE

(Anonymous)
The fingers were removed, and he groaned in displeasure, his body nearly shaking with desire. Enjolras spread him further, his gloved hands tight against Grantaire's sensitive skin, as he pushed the head of his cock in. Grantaire repressed a shout of pleasure.

Enjolras was painfully slow as he thrust in, giving Grantaire only a little, running his fingers over his thighs, making him shiver as he waited. By the time he was all the way in, thrusting in earnest, Grantaire was close to sobbing.

Gloved hands wrapped around his aching cock, and Enjolras's warm mouth found his shoulder, kissing its way up to his neck. Grantaire was thrusting back, fucking himself on Enjolras, before their lips met. Enjolras swallowed his cries of pleasure.

Grantaire came first, and he trembled while Enjolras finished inside of him. The gloves around his cock weren't moving anymore, but he was sensitive, overstimulated, and it would have hurt except for the way Enjolras kissed him, almost gentle.

Enjolras wrapped his arms around him, helping him up. His shirt was soaked with sweat, his gloves sticky with Grantaire's release, and Grantaire couldn't help but wish he could see Enjolras like this every day. But for now, they were wrapped around each other, kissing lazily, and that was enough.

He was pleased with this, quiet and content, so he almost didn't hear what Enjolras murmured against his skin.

“What was that?” Grantaire asked.

Enjolras almost looked embarrassed. “The table will not support our combined weight,” he said. “And it is uncomfortable besides. We cannot stay here all night. So come home with me.”

Grantaire hardly dared to hope. “And tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow,” Enjolras kissed him, “Tomorrow I am going to see how eloquent you are, with all your talk of illumination and the classics, with my fingers inside you.”

(As it turned out, it took four fingers before Grantaire couldn't talk anymore, and it took Grantaire's breathy moans as he came, clutching at Enjolras's free hand, to make Enjolras stop looking so smug about it.)
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Re: Illuminate 3b/3 COMPLETE

(Anonymous)
GODDAMN. Nonnie, this is extraordinary.
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Re: Illuminate 3b/3 COMPLETE

(Anonymous)
Nonnie, this is glorious. I'm tempted to ask what else you've written in this fandom, because I could read this for hours.
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Re: Illuminate 3b/3 COMPLETE

(Anonymous)
Oh My God
This was perfect.
Am a puddle of goo on the floor.
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Re: Illuminate 3b/3 COMPLETE

(Anonymous)
Unf.

That was incredibly hot.

Would it ever be possible to read more in depth of what happened the next day? Because I would read that, and this, over and over again.

Also any later days, because reasons
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Re: Illuminate 3b/3 COMPLETE

You fantastic person you. Awesome job.
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Re: Illuminate 3b/3 COMPLETE

In moments like this I hate anon-buttons because sweet jesus that was hot
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Re: Illuminate 3b/3 COMPLETE

This is scorchingly hot! Thank you so much!
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