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Body Worship

Body Worship for hipsterjolras

It was past two o clock in the morning. Enjolras, however, couldn't be bothered by that. His mind was pre-occupied by other things.

He could feel Grantaire, feel him squirming under his touch. Enjolras kissed the younger boy's neck, nipping at the already bruised skin. Grantaire moaned aloud, raking his nails on Enjolras' back. Enjolras grinned against the boy's tender skin. He ran his tongue over the skin, soothing the bruise.

Grantaire moaned again as Enjolras continued kissing his torso, all the way down to a trail of hair. Grantaire tensed up again, he'd always hated his stomach. It was too fat, not slick and hard like Enjolras'. Enjolras noticed the younger boy become very still as he pressed his lips above his belly button. Grantaire relaxed instantly. His fingers found their way to Enjolras' curly hair, fisting themselves in the boy's blonde mane.