Joseph Quinn Smut

Revolutions Arent for Lover part2

*SMUT

Ps I am going to try to do a different style of writing. This will be in first person instead of using you I will be using me,my, and I.
I will also be going through my other story's to fix spelling mistakes and change the pov

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Previously:

"Y/n, I'm going to burn to a cinder in a moment. And I want, no, need you to give me permission." Enjolras said panting and he pulled away from Y/n.

"Enjol. You have my complete permission to do whatever you want and or need to do to me. I'm yours to ruin." Y/n said giving him a look that was so full of yearning. Her statement made him groan and reach for her again.

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Enjolras's warm hands brushed against mine as he gently turned me around so my front was facing away from him. His hands tugging gently at the fabric of my dress as he started undoing the buttons.

Shivering at the feeling I dropped my arms to my side. His curls tickled the side my cheek as his head leaned towards me. His warm breath against the back of my neck.

Beneath his insistent fingers the buttons finally start to loosen. He continues to fiddle with it, head still bent. I can feel his breath start to quicken as the top few buttons come undone.

After a few minutes there were enough buttons undone to slide the dress down my arms and off me. Enjolras slowly walked around me.

I stand very still, acutely aware that neither of us has spoken for several minutes. There seems to be a strange hum that fills the air. Almost like an unspoken thought hanging between the two of us.

Enjolras leans forward, intent on undoing the strings on the front of my dress. His hands unsteady. I watch his face carefully as I wonder if we are sharing the same thoughts.

When he gets the strings undone my dress loosens even more and it starts to slide down my arms. The top of my bra and I hear Enjolras take in a sharp breath. The edge of his hand brushes the the top of my breast as he pulls the straps off my arms.

I am acutely aware of the rapid rise and fall of my own chest. His fingers ghost over my arms raising goosebumps all over my body. My dress falls off my body and onto the floor. Reaching for my bra he suddenly stops.

"It's ok Enjol. I want this." I whisper to him as my voice weakens. His lips ghost against mine as my hands untuck his shirt from his trouser. I pull the shirt above his head and throw it towards were my dress lies on the floor.

He closes his eyes and takes a deep long breath. I take this moment to strip myself of the rest of my clothing. Enjolras is deep in his own thoughts and doesn't seem to notice.

My hand trail down his chest and his skin feels like wings of butterflies. I close my eyes as my lips lightly cross over his face and down his neck.

My lips follow a path down his neck and into the hollow beneath his collarbone. His fingers tighten around my waist and he pulls me into his body. He lets out a small gasp as he realizes that I am completely naked against him.

Raising my head I move my lips a crossed his face. His mouth follows mine and I tease him, refusing to allow our lips to meet. Enjolras starts to grow frustrated at my antics. He grabs my face and slams his mouth on to mine.

The kiss is all hot and passionate. He deepens the kiss even more. His hands skim down my sides and stops under my ass. His hands grip my ass tightly and he lifts me up effortlessly. I wrap my legs around his waist and gasp as I feel his hard member poking at me.