A Collection of Enjolras Fanfictions

5. Mademoiselle to Madame (VERSION TWO)

"Are you sure about this?" Julien asked, leaning against the door of my room.

"Yup," I replied, pinning some of my hair back so it flowed over my long white dress. "We're going to see the priest in half an hour."

"But are you sure?" Julien replied.

"Julien," I sighed, facing him with a sigh. "Just, please support me in this."

"Okay, fine," he sighed. "I'm happy for you. Just, be careful, little sister." Gently he kissed my cheek. He escorted me to the church where we found Enjolras waiting with Marius as his best man. We said our vows, kissed, and soon left the building as husband and wife. Julien had packed a bag with my things and this was soon in Enjolras' flat. When I had set it aside, I turned to face Enjolras, his eyes lit with happiness.

My lips pressed to his as his arms wrapped around my waist. He pulled me close to him as my hands tangled in his hair. My fingers ran through it causing him to groan against my lips. He backed me up so my back was pressed into the wall as his lips trailed down to my neck. I led his lips back to mine as his hands trailed to the back of my dress. I tossed his cravat and jacket to the side as he slipped my dress off my shoulders, leaving me in my corset and my shift.

Growing bold, I pushed Enjolras back to the bed and pushed him down as I crawled on top of him and pressed my lips to his again. He began to fumble with the corset before cursing under his breath, having made no progress. I burst into a fit of giggles, laying my head into the crook of his neck. "Why are those things so stupid?" he muttered irritably. I chuckled, sitting up and beginning to undo it myself. Once it was off, I tossed it aside and reconnected our lips.

Enjolras tossed aside his vest and began to unbutton his shirt. Once it was gone, I ran my hand down his toned chest. He shuttered under my touch, looking vulnerable for the first time since he had told me about his parents. Cupping his cheek, I led his lips to mine, whispering, "I love you."

"I love you too," he replied huskily, wrapping an arm around me so he could flip us over, leaving himself on top. I moved to connect our lips again, but he drew back, asking, "Do you want this? I know we're married now, but I just wanted to be sure."

"I want you," I whispered.

"Good," he growled, pressing our lips together again.
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Panting heavily, I curled up on Enjolras' chest. He wrapped his arms around me tightly, also breathing heavily. "That was-" I began.

"I know," he interrupted, smiling down at me. I pressed my lips to his cheek before burying my head in the crook of his neck.
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"Domi, it's morning," Enjolras said hoarsely, waking me. Letting out a groan, I turned away from him, curling back up. His arms were still around my waist and he was still pressed against my back. He chuckled, kissing my cheek.

"Who knew you were a morning person," I groaned.

"Always have been," he replied lightly. He kissed my cheek again before getting up. When I turned, I saw he was pulling on a shirt. He left it unbuttoned as he pulled on pants. Finally I got up and pulled on my shift. Grabbing my corset, I slipped it around my waist and began to tie it. Enjolras took the strings from me and began to tightened it. When he finished, I turned and found him looking at me as if asking for validation.

"Good job, sweetie," I said, slightly patronizing as I pat his cheek. "You're learning." He rolled his eyes playfully as I kissed his cheek and began to button his shirt for him. When I finished, I looked up to find my husband's eyes on me. "What?" I asked, blushing.

He ran a hand through my hair, cupping my cheek and said, "You're beautiful." I smiled, looking away from him and bitting my lip.

"We should get to work," I said, trying to ignore the blush on my cheeks. "Unfortunately we don't get a honeymoon. Jobs are too precious."

"I know," he sighed, grabbing his coat. I slipped on my shoes before grabbing my own coat. Enjolras intertwined our fingers as we walked towards the shop. The day passed quickly and soon we were on our walk back home. Home. A smile crossed my lips at the thought of having a home with Enjolras. "What are you thinking about?" Enjolras asked, wrapping an arm around my waist.

"Just that we actually have a home together now," I explained. "I have a home with Monsieur Enjolras."

"And I have a home with Madame Dominique," he replied, kissing my cheek. We had by now reached the flat and stepped inside. "You know, we may not have a honeymoon, but we can make use of the time between work."

"Enjolras," I giggled as he moved towards me again. His lips pressed to mine as I wrapped my arms around his neck.