[Closed Log]

[but_civilization]

CHARACTERS: Combeferre and Eponine
LOCATION: Their Room
WARNINGS: Sexual Content and discussion (so far) of Bondage. R, so far for themes. Will update when it gets to NC-17.
SUMMARY: Combeferre has a fun new idea to talk about...
NOTES:



[For all that Combeferre appears to be the calm, collected member of his little friend group, the one you would not consider to have any secret vices and pretty standard tastes, that is not entirely true. Combeferre, you see, reads everything, and on the ship, that has included quite a lot. Including a fairly terrible novel regarding some extremely dubious vampire erotica with loosely defined consent, and downright abusive tactics. The novel disgusted him enough that he actually smashed the pad, rather than return it to the media library. but it HAS given him something of an idea, awkward as it is.

For some reason, despite it being awkward, he does very much wonder how Eponine might react to his proposal, though he finds himself hedging around it a little, until one afternoon when they are both very much alone for a few hours. Smiling, a little nervously, he's pausing to perch on a bed, then getting up and walking again, clearly anxious, and clearly with something to say. And he's aware he looks like an idiot, but for the moment he is clearing his throat, then glancing at Eponine, finally opening his mouth.]

You do know how much I care for you, yes? And that I should never wish to harm you, and for you to always have a say in...in everything? Even if it seems as though...No, never mind. Perhaps I should not say...

[He's frowning again, unsure of how to get this out, but wanting to try.]

Comments

[jondrette]

You must keep me bound.

[She longs for him to be in her, for him to hold her.] I wish to be yours, for you to love me as you see fit, to taste myself on your tongue. I- [She breaks off, looking at him, her dark eyes wide and clear.]

I love you. With you, I know what that word means.

[but_civilization]

Ah that I certainly can do.

[For now, Combeferre is nipping at her neck, then turning that into a string of kisses back up to her lips.]

And I love you. You saved me, do you know? You came to us just as...when I needed a friend the most. And then, [And then,he is kissing Eponine again, more tenderly.] And then, you loved me. There is not much else to say than that, but it does mean everything.

[jondrette]

I did nothing of the sort, [she tells him, lowering her head to try to rest against his shoulder, even as he kissed her.] But I will accept it. You, too, have saved me. Your love, with it I feel... Whole.

[but_civilization]

As do I with yours and you.

[He's scooting closer to make that easier for her to manage after the kiss.]

You have...I have a world again, and that is down to, and thanks to you.

[jondrette]

No, m'sieur. We have more than a world here. We have the stars, and a universe stretched out in front of us. Together.

[but_civilization]

A universe. Much more vast and better able to fit the possibilities it brings us, no?

[jondrette]

Perfect. [She kisses him again, slowly.]

[but_civilization]

[Combeferre is returning that kiss deeply and then grinding himself against her there.]

Yes, isn't it?

[jondrette]

[She groans, arching against him.]

Oh yes.

Michel- hold me down. As you enter me.

[but_civilization]

I...that can most certainly be arranged.

[He's a bit nervous that it may hurt her, but then again, she'll stop him if it does, won't she?]

[jondrette]

[Will she? That question has yet to be answered as she braces herself for it, feeling far too free on top of the bed, if he is to truly tie her up.]

[but_civilization]

[Well, he certainly does hope so. For now as a bit of a test run, he'll use his body to pin her, as suggested, though, admittedly, this is a little awkward but he's getting the hang of it after a moment, doing his best not to press on the areas he's already tied but further down.]

Like this, then? When I do?

[jondrette]

Yes, yes, like that. [She tenses slightly, but reminds herself it is Combeferre.] It is easier, to be tied, when I cannot move as much.

[but_civilization]

Is it?

[He notices that tensing and stops, considering a moment.]

I do have a few scarves that might...would you like to try that? For me to tie you a bit more?

I wish you to feel safe, first of all. If being tied, instead of pinned will make it better...I am glad to try.

[jondrette]

[She looks away from him, biting her lower lip.] No, it is alright. I am safe here with you. Do not fear.

[but_civilization]

You are safe, yes.

[Combeferre is pressing a bit tighter, experimenting with holding her down a bit.]

More like this, perhaps?

[jondrette]

Yes, perhaps, just like that. [She tries to release the tension in her shoulders.]

Safe with you. [As opposed to others, men who would hurt her.]

[but_civilization]

Ah, that I can manage.

[Though he's glancing at her shoulders too.]

Do those hurt very much? I might release you and then hold you down instead of both at once. Would that hurt you less, do you suppose?

okay that icon makes him look so much like the guy I'm not-dating at the moment

[jondrette]

No- I am well. They do not hurt.

[She's just. Eponine.]

Hehehee. *eyedart*

[but_civilization]

Then that is just as well.

[Combeferre's shifting a bit there so that he can rearrange himself properly, and then is repeating the motion of pressing himself against her, this time entering her as he does, a groan already on his lips.]

[jondrette]

[She breathes out as he enters her, tightening her fists and focusing what tension she could there. It made it easier, and the soft bed at her back. She could do this, with her hands bound.

They had never thought to bind her hands before. Or, perhaps, because they had not needed to.

Her teeth meet her lower lip and she bites hard, her eyes shut even as she tilts her hips towards his.]

[but_civilization]

[They had not thought of it OR needed to before, perhaps. The two COULD go together, couldn't they? He's rocking forward slowly as he enters, a low moan on his lips as he whispers her name.

[jondrette]

[She humms to herself as she tries to relax, to give him easier entrance into him. Usually, a smile would be on her lips, but she has her lips pressed together still. Come in, then.]

[but_civilization]

[Which Combeferre is quite eager to do, yes, although he IS leaning his head forward and tilting it so that he can meet those closed lips, to murmur against them as he shifts, tugging them gently into his own mouth there.]

My darling...I do love you

[jondrette]

[She parts his lips for him, stiffling her moans with his mouth, kissing him, loving him.]

You- I love- I love you. [It's a mantra, as she pulls at her hands]