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@askgrantaireaboutlife
Sorry
I'm sorry I've been away for a while. It's a rough year and I'm feeling kind of lost. Not that I think anyone care anymore
Wedding Date Needed || Open
Bahorel cursed as he hung up the phone, he had promised his mother he’d be at his sister’s wedding with his date months ago, but the relationship had fizzled out and now he needed a plus one for the wedding three days away. He pulled out his phone and sent a text
Text: Hey would you mind doing me a biiiiiiiig favor?
Text: what is it again?
Grantaire chuckled waiting for his friend's answer
"I've never seen you around here hottie" grantaire smiles sliding down the pole and straddling the man in front of him "friends brought you here? Or you're curious?" He kisses the man's neck and makes his hips dance
askgrantaireaboutlife ((HI))Jehan hummed and tipped his head back, ignoring his friends around him. “Very curious.” Of course, he’d been in the dancer’s position before, he knew that there was likely no meaning behind the actions, just hope of some payment, but he enjoyed the physical sensations nonetheless.
Jehan stared at the dancer for a moment before glancing down at their feet and then back up with a gentle smirk. “It’s Jehan.” He finally answered, leaning back in his seat and not moving to reciprocate any of Grantaire’s touches, slightly suspicious of his intentions and of whether or not he was expected (or allowed) to respond.
"I’m Grantaire…" The dancer answers as he kept trying to find any way to touch the man in front of him. When an older man laid a pile of money on the table Grantaire barely looked at him "try again in an hour. I’m on a break" he simply stated before realising how unprofessional he was being. He turned to look properly at his future client and said in a seductive tone "your friend over there gave me quite a ride, I have to rest before I can let you do all the dirty things you want to do to me" he winked and when the man left, looking satisfied, Grantaire turned his attention back to Jehan "where were we?"
Jehan had raised his eyebrows at the exchange but after he watched he older man walk away, or more specifically after he watched the money in the man’s hand disappear back inside his pocket as he walked away, he turned to Grantaire with a small smirk. “I think you were about to get me a drink.” He answered, finally moving his foot so that it brushed up the dancer’s shin.
Grantaire signed his drink to the barman and turned his attention back to Jehan "If you have to have sex with anyone around here -except me of course- it should be him." He chuckles "he's hing like a horse and he can fuck for hours."
"Hey man" Grantaire shook his client's shoulder to wake him up "it's the last call. Do you want anything? It's on me."
"Last call..what?" Lucifer mumbled slowly wake up looking around confused "where am i?".
"Oh fuck keep going hnnn yes" he breathed groaning thrusting up as fast as he could.
Grantaire started bouncing faster and faster, stopped to take him all in and started bouncing again “fucking hell…” He moaned
"Do you want me to take away the invisible dildo?" he asked the other curiously groaning lightly.
"No" he whimpered moving faster. He rested his head on Lucifer’s neck "oh my god!"
“You look beautiful like this love…riding my cock moaning my name” he mused smirking.
Grantaire moaned louder, bitting down on Lucifer’s neck and he moved his hand up and diwn his own erection as he felt he was getting close.
"Holy shit" Lucifer breathed groaning feeling the other bite his neck and ride his cock, he tossed his head back biting his lower lip arching slightly.
Grantaire smiled and nibbled on his lover’s ear “y-you’re amazing” he groaned “oh fuck!”
"Hnn almost..fuck" he cursed out panting closing his eyes thrusting up into the other circling his hips "holy shit".
Grantaire could barely move anymore. He held on to Lucifer as tight as he could. His body started to shake as he cursed out and came all over his and Lucifer's stomach.
''I'm getting married...'' Grantaire said softly, looking at his feet ''I was wondering if you'd like to come...''
"Who are you marrying?" The poet sat up and rubbed his eyes, tired, "Of course I’ll come— What’s wrong? Why are you avoiding looking at me?"
The sleeping man let out another deep moan “Jehgnh” he was breathing heavily .
"Oh.." Jehan blushed and prodded Grantaire hard in the ribs, "Hey, wake up— you need to wake up."
Grantaire woke up slowly, then jolted when he saw Jehan "h-hi..." He blushed "what time is it?"
''I'm getting married...'' Grantaire said softly, looking at his feet ''I was wondering if you'd like to come...''
"Who are you marrying?" The poet sat up and rubbed his eyes, tired, "Of course I’ll come— What’s wrong? Why are you avoiding looking at me?"
Grantaire clutched at the blanket. His eyes were closed shut and his mouth was slightly open. His slumber was troubled.
"J-jehan" he moaned, twisting and turning.
He blinked and turned to his friend, about to ask him what was wrong before he realised the other was still sleeping. He tipped his head to the side and leaned down, about ready to prod Grantaire awake.
The sleeping man let out another deep moan "Jehgnh" he was breathing heavily .
''I'm getting married...'' Grantaire said softly, looking at his feet ''I was wondering if you'd like to come...''
"Who are you marrying?" The poet sat up and rubbed his eyes, tired, "Of course I’ll come— What’s wrong? Why are you avoiding looking at me?"
Grantaire tucked Jehan in before going back to the couch and falling asleep a few hours later in front of the tv.
When Jehan woke he crept through the rooms to go and get himself a glass of water, his head aching already. He poured two glasses and smiled to himself as he leaned down to put one of the glasses on the coffee table, cleaning away wine and scotch bottles and smiling absently at Grantaire, pulling a blanket over him as it had fallen on the floor in the night.
Grantaire clutched at the blanket. His eyes were closed shut and his mouth was slightly open. His slumber was troubled.
"J-jehan" he moaned, twisting and turning.
"Hey man" Grantaire shook his client's shoulder to wake him up "it's the last call. Do you want anything? It's on me."
"Last call..what?" Lucifer mumbled slowly wake up looking around confused "where am i?".
"Oh fuck keep going hnnn yes" he breathed groaning thrusting up as fast as he could.
Grantaire started bouncing faster and faster, stopped to take him all in and started bouncing again “fucking hell…” He moaned
"Do you want me to take away the invisible dildo?" he asked the other curiously groaning lightly.
"No" he whimpered moving faster. He rested his head on Lucifer’s neck "oh my god!"
“You look beautiful like this love…riding my cock moaning my name” he mused smirking.
Grantaire moaned louder, bitting down on Lucifer’s neck and he moved his hand up and diwn his own erection as he felt he was getting close.
"Holy shit" Lucifer breathed groaning feeling the other bite his neck and ride his cock, he tossed his head back biting his lower lip arching slightly.
Grantaire smiled and nibbled on his lover's ear "y-you're amazing" he groaned "oh fuck!"
"I've never seen you around here hottie" grantaire smiles sliding down the pole and straddling the man in front of him "friends brought you here? Or you're curious?" He kisses the man's neck and makes his hips dance
askgrantaireaboutlife ((HI))Jehan hummed and tipped his head back, ignoring his friends around him. “Very curious.” Of course, he’d been in the dancer’s position before, he knew that there was likely no meaning behind the actions, just hope of some payment, but he enjoyed the physical sensations nonetheless.
Jehan stared at the dancer for a moment before glancing down at their feet and then back up with a gentle smirk. “It’s Jehan.” He finally answered, leaning back in his seat and not moving to reciprocate any of Grantaire’s touches, slightly suspicious of his intentions and of whether or not he was expected (or allowed) to respond.
"I'm Grantaire..." The dancer answers as he kept trying to find any way to touch the man in front of him. When an older man laid a pile of money on the table Grantaire barely looked at him "try again in an hour. I'm on a break" he simply stated before realising how unprofessional he was being. He turned to look properly at his future client and said in a seductive tone "your friend over there gave me quite a ride, I have to rest before I can let you do all the dirty things you want to do to me" he winked and when the man left, looking satisfied, Grantaire turned his attention back to Jehan "where were we?"
''I'm getting married...'' Grantaire said softly, looking at his feet ''I was wondering if you'd like to come...''
"Who are you marrying?" The poet sat up and rubbed his eyes, tired, "Of course I’ll come— What’s wrong? Why are you avoiding looking at me?"
"Grantaire smiled and kept of rubbing Jehan’s back. He waited for him to fall asleep before carrying him to his bed.
Jehan woke briefly when he was lifted but was asleep again in seconds draped over Grantaire and snuffling softly in his sleep.
Grantaire tucked Jehan in before going back to the couch and falling asleep a few hours later in front of the tv.
Why aren’t more people talking about Wes Bentley. He’s practically masturbation material.
"Hey man" Grantaire shook his client's shoulder to wake him up "it's the last call. Do you want anything? It's on me."
"Last call..what?" Lucifer mumbled slowly wake up looking around confused "where am i?".
"Oh fuck keep going hnnn yes" he breathed groaning thrusting up as fast as he could.
Grantaire started bouncing faster and faster, stopped to take him all in and started bouncing again “fucking hell…” He moaned
"Do you want me to take away the invisible dildo?" he asked the other curiously groaning lightly.
"No" he whimpered moving faster. He rested his head on Lucifer’s neck "oh my god!"
“You look beautiful like this love…riding my cock moaning my name” he mused smirking.
Grantaire moaned louder, bitting down on Lucifer's neck and he moved his hand up and diwn his own erection as he felt he was getting close.
''I'm getting married...'' Grantaire said softly, looking at his feet ''I was wondering if you'd like to come...''
"Who are you marrying?" The poet sat up and rubbed his eyes, tired, "Of course I’ll come— What’s wrong? Why are you avoiding looking at me?"
"But I do love you my little Jehan" he smiles kissing his forhead.
He shook his head a little and hid his face in Grantaire’s chest, “You love your husband to be. You lust for me.” He prodded his friend’s side gently and rested his head down finally.
"Grantaire smiled and kept of rubbing Jehan's back. He waited for him to fall asleep before carrying him to his bed.
''I'm getting married...'' Grantaire said softly, looking at his feet ''I was wondering if you'd like to come...''
"Who are you marrying?" The poet sat up and rubbed his eyes, tired, "Of course I’ll come— What’s wrong? Why are you avoiding looking at me?"
"I’ll carry you anywhere my beautiful Jehan" he smiles playing in his hair.
"Behave." He said softly, his tone teasing. "Stop saying silly things people will think you love me."
"But I do love you my little Jehan" he smiles kissing his forhead.
"Hey man" Grantaire shook his client's shoulder to wake him up "it's the last call. Do you want anything? It's on me."
"Last call..what?" Lucifer mumbled slowly wake up looking around confused "where am i?".
"Oh fuck keep going hnnn yes" he breathed groaning thrusting up as fast as he could.
Grantaire started bouncing faster and faster, stopped to take him all in and started bouncing again “fucking hell…” He moaned
"Do you want me to take away the invisible dildo?" he asked the other curiously groaning lightly.
"No" he whimpered moving faster. He rested his head on Lucifer's neck "oh my god!"
"I've never seen you around here hottie" grantaire smiles sliding down the pole and straddling the man in front of him "friends brought you here? Or you're curious?" He kisses the man's neck and makes his hips dance
askgrantaireaboutlife ((HI))Jehan hummed and tipped his head back, ignoring his friends around him. “Very curious.” Of course, he’d been in the dancer’s position before, he knew that there was likely no meaning behind the actions, just hope of some payment, but he enjoyed the physical sensations nonetheless.
"Tell me hun, how would you like it if we moved to the back room and had some adult fun?" He smirked bitting the man’s neck lightly. The rent was due tomorrow and he needed more than loudy tips from pole dancing.
Jehan laughed sharply, knowing not to touch the dancer but he tightened his grip on one side of his seat as he held a twenty up in front of Grabtaire’s face. “Believe me, darling, I don’t have the money for that. I’m afraid this is all you’re getting for the night from me. Unless you let me buy you a drink later.” A long shot, he knew, but he knew how it was to be in the dancer’s position and money to him was usually his next drink.
Grantaire couldn’t hide his sigh at the 20$. He gave his client the grand finale, faking very loud moans and grinding hard on him before kissing his cheek and getting up to find an old and rich client. Pulling the man in the back room after whispering in his ear.
The client wasn’t holding back the touching as they passed by Jehan’s table. He looked at the younger man, miming a drink.
Jehan watched as the dancer, understandably moved on. He was hard and slightly disappointed but he brought himself to the bathroom to crudely get rid of his… problem before returning to his seat. He watched the next pole dancer, bored, and only just caught Grantaire’s eye and gesture, smirking as he watched him disappear. With a whisky waiting for the dancer on the table, he looked up at him when he FINALLY reappeared. “Have a nice time?” Or ‘get a decent paycheque’ was probably a better question.
Grantaire simply smiled politely “he… He’s a regular” the artist took his drink and smiled “I like your taste in alcool… Um…” he paused “sorry I didn’t catch your name”
"That would be because I didn’t offer it." He answered, choosing to sip from his own glass (which he had been nursing for longer than he cared to admit to the dancer) rather than be helpful and respond to the man’s request.
"And what is it?" Grantaire insisted sipping his drink "mine's Grantaire" he smiles playing with the man's foot with his own.
The most beautiful scene out of the entire series.
I cried like a bitch
#I dont even care if im not a whovian #this gifset makes me cry omg