A Charming Young Man

Citizens, the hour in which I address you is, indeed, a gloomy one. But these are the terrible purchases of the future. Soon, there will be nothing more like thie history of old. We shall no longer, as today, have to fear famine, misery because of failure of work, the ruffianism of chance in the forest of events... One might almost say there shall be no more events. We shall be happy. M!A: None but accepting I track barricadeboyenjolras. FC: Jamie Campbell Bower

[barricadeboyenjolras]

For anyone who still follows me, I moved blogs to be over here. It’s a multi-muse blog for any rps I end up doing. If you want to get anything going, just let me know.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

For anyone who still follows me, I moved blogs to be over here. It’s a multi-muse blog for any rps I end up doing. If you want to get anything going, just let me know.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

For anyone who still follows me, I moved blogs to be over here. It's a multi-muse blog for any rps I end up doing. If you want to get anything going, just let me know.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

//I didn't have school today and I don't have school tomorrow because it's a little chilly.

[pessimisticcynicr-oldblog]

Follow Me Home

[pessimisticcynicr-oldblog]

Grantaire swallowed heavily and nodded a little bit. “Sure,” he replied quietly, putting the file down and pulling the list out of his back pocket. “Here,” the artist said, handing it out to him. He wanted alcohol more than art supplies, or maybe just both as bad as each other, but he doubted Enjolras would get him any. And he personally didn’t have any money of his own yet.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

Enjolras took the list and looked it over for a moment before nodding. "Stay here and look these over," he instructed before grabbing a few last minute things from their bags. "You need to memorize them, alright? I'll go grab what we need." And with that he was slipping out the door, his own supply list in mind along with Grantaire's list in his pocket.

[cynicxsms]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash. ~barricadeboyenjolras

[He blinks and stares at the other, face gone red.] Uh. What?

[cynicxsms]

Yeah? [He raises an eyebrow, a bit nervous––] What do you mean, then?

[barricadeboyenjolras]

I just mean that... perhaps... I like you quite a bit more then I've led you to believe.

[dreamsofvirgo-blog]

He smiled softly and pressed gentle kisses along Enjolras’ neck as he further sped up his movements in response to his love’s wishes. Grantaire wanted to hear more of his reactions, and ignored his own arousal just to take in everything that Enjolras was doing. How he looked, how he arched into his touch… It was all so satisfying to see the man of marble lose himself completely to pleasure that Grantaire was causing.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

Enjolras was reduced to a moaning, shivering mess beneath Grantaire's hands. He whimpered and moved against him, feeling his entire body start to tense up. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before, and he knew that it wasn't going to last much longer. "Grantaire, I.." he gasped out, bucking into his hand as his eyes shut tightly. "I'm gonna... 'Aire, I..."

[thelogicaletiennecombeferre]

Journey to the Past // Closed

[thelogicaletiennecombeferre]

"Yes, of course I will" he told him, kissing the top of his head. "I will go grocery shopping on my way home." He told his boyfriend. He loved the thought of not having to hide his feelings for his best friend any longer. He had wanted this for so long and was now sort of angry at himself for not bringing this up sooner. But then again, they had always acted like a married couple, so this was more of a formality. He looked down at his watch. "I have to go to class now mon cher." he told the other although he didn’t want to get up. "I will see you when I get home" he paused. "I love you"

[barricadeboyenjolras]

Enjolras sighed, knowing that Combeferre had to go. "I have class too," he said softly, pressing their lips together as he stood up. He didn't want to leave, didn't want to leave Combeferre's arms. "I'll see you," he echoed, finding some comfort in the fact that they would see each other soon. His heart gave a little jolt at Combeferre's words and he darted in for another, slightly longer, kiss. "I love you too." He felt lighter with the words. Normally he would think that it was too soon into a relationship for those words to be said by anyone, but this was Combeferre who he had been in love with for years. There was no reason to hold back now. With one last kiss, he stepped away and hitched his bag over his shoulder, heading off to class.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding, as though he were walking to his death. Sliding into his seat, he found that his hands were shaking and that his pulse was racing. Sure enough, as soon as the lecture began, he felt a flash of panic. They were talking about some of the failed uprisings of the 1800s, and when they got to the June Rebellion he got a splitting headache, mind flashing back to his earlier dream. This time, though, the images were too vivid. Muttering some excuse about not feeling well, he grabbed his stuff and sprinted out of the classroom, barely making it to the bathroom before retching up the contents of his stomach. Taking out his phone, he curled in a ball in the bathroom stall and dialed the familiar numbers, praying that Combeferre would pick up.

[cynicxsms]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash. ~barricadeboyenjolras

[He blinks and stares at the other, face gone red.] Uh. What?

[cynicxsms]

[He can only stare, brow furrowed and lips parted in his confusion.] You have nothing to apologise for, with how often I egg you on. I’m not sure what you mean though. I know I’m nothing, and I’m used to it.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

[He shakes his head again, biting his bottom lip.] You challenge me as well, though. And I haven't been... as fair to you as I perhaps should be.

[cynicxsms]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash. ~barricadeboyenjolras

[He blinks and stares at the other, face gone red.] Uh. What?

[cynicxsms]

[Licking his lips, he ducked his head, shrugging sheepishly.] Sometimes…I know what I’m worth, Enjolras.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

Apparently you don't. [He sighs before reaching up to brush a lock of hair away from Grantaire's face.] I'm sorry, you know. For how I can be.

[cynicxsms]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash. ~barricadeboyenjolras

[He blinks and stares at the other, face gone red.] Uh. What?

[cynicxsms]

[He offers a vaguely self deprecating smile.] Severe annoyance isn’t really the effect I was hoping for, so I’m not sure if that counts-

[barricadeboyenjolras]

[He shakes his head sadly.] That's not all, Grantaire. Do you really think it is?

[cynicxsms]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash. ~barricadeboyenjolras

[He blinks and stares at the other, face gone red.] Uh. What?

[cynicxsms]

….yes? [He’s not exactly sure what the other is asking but hey––]

[barricadeboyenjolras]

[He nods, looking down and biting his bottom lip for a moment before smiling back up at him.] There is, you know. Sometimes you... you do have an effect on me.

[cynicxsms]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash. ~barricadeboyenjolras

[He blinks and stares at the other, face gone red.] Uh. What?

[cynicxsms]

Your revolutionary fervor isn’t a reaction to me, so it’s different.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

Do you... want it to be a reaction to you? Or for there to be a... a reaction to you?

[egxlite-deactivated20160105]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash. ~barricadeboyenjolras

"A disease I’ll take any day."

[egxlite-deactivated20160105]

He smiled wider nodding quickly. “Yes, that was very nice. I liked it also.” Combeferre replied biting his own lip gently gazing into Enjolras’ eyes a hand running through his blond locks. 

[barricadeboyenjolras]

Enjolras closed his eyes, leaning into Combeferre's hand, turning his face to press a soft kiss to his palm. "Would you... maybe want to try a repeat sometime?" he asked softly, a bit nervous that he would find himself rejected.

[egxlite-deactivated20160105]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash. ~barricadeboyenjolras

"A disease I’ll take any day."

[egxlite-deactivated20160105]

He nodded ready for his lips to meet his own, his arms going around his neck. After sometime he broke away slowly, his lip biting Enjolras’ lower lip softly. 

"Wow.." He commented under his breath giving a smile. he would have never guessed for Enjolras to be such, a great kisser; he never thought of kissing him in the first place. "Wow…" Combeferre repeated with a small laugh.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

Enjolras' arms wrapped around Combeferre's waist, holding him close as their lips met. He hadn't really done this much recently, but he had had that wild phase in high school, so he was fairly confident that he knew what he was doing. Kind of.

Pulling back, Enjolras smiled, laughing a bit as he leaned their foreheads together. "Wow," he echoed, a broad grin on his face. Kissing Combeferre had been something that he may have been thinking about for awhile, he just hadn't wanted to let himself become distracted. However, the "kissing disease" had given him the perfect opportunity. "That was... nice. I liked that."

[barricadeboyenjolras]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash.

"Um… what just happened?"

[jackson0frost]

"Greyface. Had to do it or else they might do something that will make me die in the inside."

"Ah, s’better than a dull day, isn’t it? Glad to be a part of it." Laughing, he stuck his hand out for a shake. "Jackson O. Frost is the name, and you are?"

[barricadeboyenjolras]

"That's an interesting price to pay to keep that from happening."

"It is, though I've found dull days to be things to be thankful for as of late." He took Jackson's hand, shaking it and giving him a small smile. "Enjolras. It's nice to meet you."

[cynicxsms]

*kisses on the cheek* Oh my, seems you've caught the kissing disease. Time to spread it to the next ten people on your dash. ~barricadeboyenjolras

[He blinks and stares at the other, face gone red.] Uh. What?

[cynicxsms]

You do––

But that’s not the same as blushing.

[barricadeboyenjolras]

I still turn red, don't I? I'm afraid you'll have to explain the difference.