Lucien Enjolras

Lucien knows, somewhere in the back of his mind, that he must look positively debauched at this moment, curls in his face and taking Laerters as deep as he can, but he cannot bring himself to care. His eyes are still bright and fierce, encouraging even as he lets out a pleased, muffled groan and moves his hands to brace at Laertes' lower back and scratch there.