Off My Rocks by shipyrds (wordcount: 3,843)
Enjolras’ gaze drops to the phone in his hands. “Well, sort of,” he admits. “R, last night was a bad idea. I didn’t take certain things into account, and–”
“Oh, god,” Grantaire interrupts him, abruptly exhausted. "Not that I'm not incredibly eager to have this conversation," he says, "but could we table this for a time when I don't have your cum leaking out my ass?"











