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Enjolras

@revepourlavenir.bsky.social

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A charming young man capable of being terrible. || 25 (he/they) || Liberté, égalité, homosexualité ou la mort || (RP account/ #lesmisrp) (+18)

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Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · Nov 15

~There's nothing like a dream to create the future~

Achille Enjolras
•25
•He/they
•Student and journalist intern
•Stubborn idealistic
•Coffee addict

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Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 10h

los anteriores. El placer se lo llevó, y se llevó todo, dejándole agotado y desplomado sobre el hombro de ferre, tratando de recuperar el aliento.

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 10h

Era demasiado. Los mordiscos, el tirón en su cabello, el nuevo ritmo, la mano entre sus piernas. Hacía tiempo que se sentía a punto de explotar, y la sensación no hacía sino seguir acumulándose hasta que ya no pudo retenerla. Le clavó las uñas en la espalda y se dejó ir con un gemido más grave que »

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 12h

Ahora está confuso. Le acaricia el pelo un poco tímidamente, sin saber qué espera de él.

—¿Estás seguro? Estás raro

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 12h

No está acostumbrado a tanto contacto tan de golpe y le ha dejado preocupado. Le pone una mano en la frente para ver si tiene fiebre.

—¿Taire? ¿Te encuentras bien?

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 13h

que estoy cerca...

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 13h

El tirón inmediatamente le arrancó un gemido sordo. Quemaba, era como pequeños alfileres al rojo en su nuca, pero resultaba de alguna forma agradable. Y le mantenía el cuello estirado, a disposición de Combeferre y sus besos, cálidos y dulces, que no dejaban de hacerle suspirar.

—Camille... C-creo»

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 13h

packing. See you in the car in an hour.”

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 13h

a vampire and a necromancer at some point!” they snapped, leaving their mug on the table with too much strength. “Who won't fucking shoot you because they're your friend seemed and not everyone wants you dead!” They stood up, realizing they were attracting some gazes. “I'm not hungry. I'm gonna go +

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 13h

In retrospective, Enjolras admitted they might should have gone further to talk to Ferre, but it was hard to care about something like that in the middle of an anxiety attack. They still went red. “Sure! Jehan, who pretty much chills with ghosts from time to time and who I'm pretty sure has dated +

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 15h

it's mostly how to kill them. Also, we are running against time here, so Bahorel and Feuilly will handle this. We, like it or not, are going to visit Prouvaire. They might not have a potion, but they might have information. Or know someone who does.”

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 15h

Enjolras frowned even deeper. “Hasn't anyone told you that is incredibly rude to spy on other people's conversations? Specially if you are going to draw the wrong conclusions from them. I'm not sugarcoating anything, we were just going over what we knew about werewolves, which - depressingly enough+

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 16h

He told me to visit Prouvaire. They might have something for you. Or at least information.” With a grumble, they got back to moving their eggs in circles around their plate, with no real appetite. “Not everyone is so eager to see you dead as you are yourself, you know.”

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 16h

Enjolras couldn't hide a disgusted grimace at the vision of ketchup on pancakes, and it turned into a genuine frown at Grantaire's next words. “What? Where do you get that from? No. Well. Probably, but he would never say it. In fact, he's given me an idea on where to start looking for a cure. +

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 16h

wanted to follow the tradition. They didn't get a lot to eat, tho; they were too exhausted for that. “Do you prefer that I talk during breakfast, or would prefer that I leave it for after?”

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 16h

Enjolras pretended not to see what Grantaire was pouring into his mug. Not his business. He deserved it, and, now that he wasn't on the verge of bleeding out, guess they could allow it, for once. “Hot chocolate for me,” they agreed. They would probably also get a coffee later, but for now they +

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 19h

él, necesitaba más, siempre más.

—Joder, Camille... ¿Tírame del pelo? ¿Por favor?

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 19h

Enjolras aprovechó que le dejaba mejor acceso para seguir cubriéndole de besos. Ni siquiera le importaba dónde, sólo necesitaba besarlo. Incluso se le escaparon un par de marcas, aunque, por suerte, no lo suficientemente arriba como para que el cravat las cubriera. No podía tener lo suficiente de »

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 1d

No, for all that "Marius is perfect" gush

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 1d

successful, but they were alive, so far, and they would do anything to take Grantaire's mind away from the wolves. As he came back out, he grabbed his good arm and started dragging him to the cafeteria

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 1d

It was kind of another tradition he didn't want to lose, he thought as he came back inside to quickly get rid of the pajamas and get dressed. After a successful hunt, they would celebrate with Chinese takeout, or some crepes and hot chocolate in the morning. And maybe this one hadn't been +

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 1d

Enjolras tried his best for his expression not to change. Things were already horrible enough, the last thing R needed was him looking disgusted or making him feel like a monster. He shrugged. “It's not as different from our usual talk. Come. Let's try and sweeten it with some hot chocolate.” +

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 1d

Come on. It's too early for this already.

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 1d

calor de Ferre, sentía sus manos sobre él y cada uno de sus movimientos le arrancaba un jadeo, y no importaba nada más. Volvió a hundir la cabeza en su cuello, colmándolo de besos y mordiscos suaves que le intentaran transmitir todo lo que sus labios no podían en ese momento.

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 1d

—Mío —repitió, con una sonrisa de satisfacción—. Eres mío. Te quiero, Ferre, te necesito...
Sabía que estaba balbuceando sinsentidos, y soltando sonidos de los que se avergonzaría en cualquier otra circunstancia, pero no podía importarle menos. El agua ardía a su alrededor como una extensión del »

Enjolras @revepourlavenir.bsky.social · 1d

atención a qué. Buscó sus labios, capturándolos en un beso ansioso en el que ahogar sus propios gemidos.