Combeferre was swimming through the water close to the surface when he saw the ship start to go down. He saw the man fly off the ship and swam to him, he looked so beautiful he knew he had to save him. He quickly grabbed onto him and swam towards shore trying to keep the human’s head above the water as best he could.

Feuilly was in a haze. He came in and out of consciousness as he was dragged through the storm, the hand on his arm the only sensation he was aware of through the biting cold. Eventually he found himself on solid ground, his breathing unsteady but alive for now.

Ferre stayed on the shore with him and gently poked his cheek, “Human? Human wake up, don’t die human.”

Feuilly could feel the slight prod on his chin as he flickered back into consciousness, his head spinning. He tried to speak but he only managed to splutter as he coughed up the water lodged in his throat. As he realised someone was speaking to him he managed to lift his head up, his eyes going wide as he saw who his saviour was.

"Combeferre, I won't let them take you." He ran a hand through his hair, lifting his head so they were looking at each other. "We go together or not at all."

“They’ll ship me off to war, they’ll try to kill me,” Ferre cried softly. “I don’t want to drag you away from this life.”

"This life would be nothing without you Ferre." Feuilly whispered, bringing his hands to his cheeks to press a tender kiss to Combeferre's lips, his eyes still damp. "Run away with me. We can start a new life away from this place instead."

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“I’m positive.” She said, holding his hands tightly. “This is all I want.” She said, looking up at him.

Just as she did, a light turned on in the house.

“We have to go!” Jehanne said quickly, pulling Feuilly through the bushes and out the concealed back entrance of the garden. “The barn isn’t far away, we can take my horse.” She said, smiling widely. “It’ll make things easier, don’t you think?”

Feuilly let out a quiet curse as he saw the light flickering on in the house. It was too late to change their plan, Feuilly followed her as fast as he could, still making sure she was infront of him.

"Sounds like a plan." He smiled, although his worry was clear on his face. "She's all set up, come on." He hurried her along, glancing back only briefly to keep an eye out for anyone on their tail.

Combeferre was swimming through the water close to the surface when he saw the ship start to go down. He saw the man fly off the ship and swam to him, he looked so beautiful he knew he had to save him. He quickly grabbed onto him and swam towards shore trying to keep the human’s head above the water as best he could.

Feuilly was in a haze. He came in and out of consciousness as he was dragged through the storm, the hand on his arm the only sensation he was aware of through the biting cold. Eventually he found himself on solid ground, his breathing unsteady but alive for now.

"Combeferre, I won't let them take you." He ran a hand through his hair, lifting his head so they were looking at each other. "We go together or not at all."

Feuilly thought he was finally finished with crying until he felt Combeferre's lips against his own. He couldn't help the tears welling in his eyes as he gripped hold of him, a sob building in his chest. "I love you too, I love you too."

“I want to stay here, they can’t just send me away like this,” Ferre held onto him tightly, “Please don’t let them.”

"Then I won't let them." He blinked away the tears in his anger, sitting up so they were face to face. "We can run away together, somewhere they can't find you."

Feuilly thought he was finally finished with crying until he felt Combeferre's lips against his own. He couldn't help the tears welling in his eyes as he gripped hold of him, a sob building in his chest. "I love you too, I love you too."

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miles to go before i sleep || fantasy au

Feuilly was pretty good at hiding. Especially in the dark woods where the magic he’d been granted since birth was at its most powerful. He had been tending to his herb patch when he had heard the sounds of strangers, utterly unmistakable in the forest he called home. He moved stealthily through the tree canopy, watching for signs of life, listening out for any strange noises.

After a moment of two he found himself slowing down, seeing in a small clearing the sight of a stranger, dressed in long robes and breathing heavily. He looked hurt, and Feuilly felt a need to approach him, especially as he saw a trickle of a red stain on his clothing. “You aren’t from here.” He spoke just loud enough for the figure to hear before dropping into the clearing below, holding his hands up so as not to spook him. “You’re hurt, I can help you.”

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After a while Feuilly pulled back from the kiss just enough to speak, running his fingers through Combeferre's damp hair, trying to calm his breathing as he looked at him. "I would like to keep doing this Gabriel... Maybe we should get out of the water, lie down somewhere?"

"There was no way Brent was straight. I think the rivalry stuff was just cause he was overly dramatic." Feuilly mused, a small smirk on his face. "The secret isn't that I had a crush on him even, its that I wrote him letters from a secret admirer throughout our time rehearsing for the play. Unfortunately I left before I got the courage to ask him out." He smiled softly, looking over at Courf out the corner of his eye. "I liked theatre a lot, but to be really good at it you need to be taught. I was good in a high school play way. I still like singing and I guess even performing, it's just something that I never picked up again when I didn't have a foster mum specifically encouraging me to do it."

“That’s quite sweet. It’s like a cheesy gay rom-com you’d find on Netflix and I love it.” Courfeyrac smiled. “I can imagine you being really good at theatre though. You as danny zuko, that’s a hot image.”

Feuilly smiled softly, looking over at Courfeyrac with a grin as he hummed the chorus to You're the one that I want. "I don't know about that, but I do look hot in a leather jacket." He smirked, grabbing the drink again and taking another sip, beginning to feel a little warm as he did so. "I'll tell you what, I did always like being in the show, wish I'd kept it up sometimes. What about you, I always took you for a theatre kid, was I correct?"

“I bet you do look hot in a leather jacket. To be fair, you look hot in anything.” Courfeyrac replied with a laugh before nodding. “Oh, a hundred percent. I was in every single one of the school plays, and I always had a leading role. I had to kiss girls though, and that wasn’t fun.”

"You flatter me but I think you'd say different if you saw me in my old Macdonalds uniform." He chuckled, leaning in closer to Courf as he handed him the plastic cup of vodka. "That sounds fun to me, but I just like kissing anyone cute. From experience though I find that kissing on stage is always awkward, even if you were kissing the cutest boy in school it wouldn't be the same as doing it privately.." Feuilly let his eyes dart to Courf only momentarily before he pulled away, sitting up straight and clearing his throat. "Anyway, next question right.. Um, what's the most risky place you've got naughty with someone?"

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Jehanne smiled and grabbed his hand, her trunk in her other hand. “I don’t think anyone saw me.” She said, coming closer to him. “But I was so scared that someone was right behind me the whole time.” She said with a small laugh.

The air was heavy with trepidation but Jehanne couldn’t move from her spot. She looked up at him and leaned in to kiss him.

Feuilly kissed her back, but didn't deepen it as much as he wanted to, instead pulling back after a moment to look over her shoulder for anyone following them.

He let out a sigh at the clear coast, turning to look at her with a small smile. "Are you sure this is what you want?" He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looking at her in the pale moonlight. "I won't begrudge you if you want to stay, but once we go there's no coming back. Are you sure you're okay with this?"

Feuilly let out an involuntary groan, continuing to kiss his neck as he cautiously brushed his fingers under the hem of Ferre's shirt.

Ferre tugged his hair gently and moaned softly.

Feuilly bit down on Combeferres neck instinctively as he felt his hair being tugged, a soft moan muffling against his neck.

Ferre gasped and arched against him, “Oh dear god...”

At the others enthusiasm, Feuilly bit down against the crook of his neck again, beginning to suck and bite harder at the exposed skin. "You like that, do you Ferre?" He breathed between kisses, tracing his fingers up under his shirt.

Ferre craned his neck to give Feuilly more access to every inch of it. His breath hitched with each bite and he nodded, “Yes...so much...” he let out a soft whine as Feuilly’s fingers touched his skin.

Feuilly pulled back for just a moment to tug off Combeferre's shirt before his lips returned to his neck, continuing to bite his already sensitive skin. "Talk to me Ferre, fuck, please tell me what you want." He murmured against his soft skin, running his fingers across his now bare chest.

Ferre’s toes curled and he let out a rather lewd sounding moan, “You...I want you...all of you, Feuilly.”

Feuilly shivered against the other, kissing him hard and desperate before pulling back to look him in the eye. "Fuck, Combeferre, I really want to fool around right on this sofa right now, but my brain can't ignore the fact that this is one of our safe houses. One of the guys could catch us at any second."

Ferre kissed back leaning up to chase his lips after he pulled away, “They aren’t here, they went to a different safe house. Besides what’s the worst that could happen if they caught us?”

Feuilly smirked down at him, feeling flushed in the face as he looked at Combeferre's neck. "They'd catch us and we'd never live it down."

“That’s a risk I’m willing to take,” Ferre panted softly and smiled, “I want you Feuilly.”

Looking down at Combeferre, Feuilly knew there was no way he could resist him, not when he was looking at him with fire in his eyes. "I want you as well, I don't want to waste a moment."

“Then take me, have me,” Ferre bit his lip trying to look innocent.

Feuilly groaned, crashing his lips against Combeferre's once again as he furiously tried to undo the buttons on his shirt.

miles to go before i sleep || fantasy au

Feuilly was pretty good at hiding. Especially in the dark woods where the magic he’d been granted since birth was at its most powerful. He had been tending to his herb patch when he had heard the sounds of strangers, utterly unmistakable in the forest he called home. He moved stealthily through the tree canopy, watching for signs of life, listening out for any strange noises.

After a moment of two he found himself slowing down, seeing in a small clearing the sight of a stranger, dressed in long robes and breathing heavily. He looked hurt, and Feuilly felt a need to approach him, especially as he saw a trickle of a red stain on his clothing. “You aren’t from here.” He spoke just loud enough for the figure to hear before dropping into the clearing below, holding his hands up so as not to spook him. “You’re hurt, I can help you.”

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Feuilly gasped against his lips, running his hands down his back, coming to rest on his hips.

Ferre pulled back and kissed his neck while his hands explored Feuilly’s body.

Feuilly had not done anything like this before, and he let out a gasp at the feeling of lips on his neck, pressing flush against the other. “That feels good.” He sighed, barely audible over the rushing of the waterfall behind them.

Ferre nodded, “It’s supposed to feel good,” he mumbled as he continued kissing over his skin.

Feuilly moaned as he pulled Combeferre closer, running his hands across his back softly.

Ferre rolled his hips slowly against him.

Feuilly shivered, lowering his hands to hold onto his waist as he moved in time with Combeferre.

Ferre kissed him again.

Feuilly kissed him back deeply, getting lost in the feeling.