Capital R (lonely_perverse) wrote in carpediem_rp, @ 2015-11-18 00:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: gabriel enjolras, character: rene grantaire, thread: in progress |
Who: E and R
What: Be careful making wishes in the dark dark
Where: Ravenclaw 7th year boy's dorm
When: 11/17, very late evening
Warnings: Sleep humping and feelings
Let it be said that a determined Enjolras was a terrifying, slightly arousing, and utterly insufferable Enjolras. He'd attempted to corner R twice so far, once legitimately in the shower as he'd threatened (thankfully R had been wearing a towel at the time and had managed to make a quick escape) and once right before bed. R had feigned a yawn and severe tiredness (not that it was hard, he wasn't exactly sleeping much, bouncing between friend's rooms and lying awake at night regretting everything he had ever done and all of the life choices that had led him to this situation, and maybe crying a little) and pulled his pillow over his head as a clear sign for E to fuck off. He just...couldn't deal with it right now. His efforts to get over Enjolras were working (sure they were) but having to face E and his concern and his caring and everything...it would just be too much right now, undo everything he'd done (what little he'd managed), and it would just make him hurt all over again.
It turned out, this wasn't much better.
If this weren't common for E, R would suspect that this was some kind of punishment. This was E getting back at him for avoiding him. But first, E would have to know about his feelings and secondly, E would have to be the type to weaponize sex.
But no. It seemed that E whimpering and sleep humping the mattress was just the standard innocent (in a sense) whimpering and sleep humping. And R was a huge perv for enjoying it, as was also standard.
He was trying to ignore it, since he really had no right (E had made his feelings clear, after all, and only a total creep would continue getting off after someone had been so explicit about their disgust relating to sex with above said creep) but it was so hard, and he was so hard, and seriously, what had he done to deserve this? God was real and this was just how he punished sodomy, or Enjolras really was an angel and this is what he got for lusting after him, or...something. He'd decided this and firmly had his hands fisted in the pillow he'd pulled over his head to try and block it out when he realized something.
Enjolras was saying his name.
Okay, obviously, he was not actually saying R's name - he was saying the syllable of it, the 'aire', and that sounded like a lot of different words or even just a meaningless noise, a moan or sigh that just happened to be vocalized in a way that sounded like his name. That was it.
Or, maybe, Enjolras was having some type of dream (not a sex dream, R couldn't take that, but some kind of dream that may have involved sex) with him in it. R had read, once, in some book on dream interpretation, that having a dream involving an individual and also involving sex was an indication that you were desiring to feel closer to them, and if that were true then it could be totally normal - R had been not-avoiding E for the last several days, maybe E was feeling the distance. Or something.
Yeah R wasn't convincing himself either. He wiped at his eyes and pretended that he wasn't crying, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed and ducking underneath it to get to the stash of booze he hid under a floorboard. Fuck laughter, good whiskey was the best medicine.