[ jesus, that smile. eggsy thinks he’s a sucker for it — for anything like it, as good as any positive reinforcement. and every time thomas says eggsy, he sends viciously erotic messages sparking across eggsy’s brain. eggsy does his best to hum in acknowledgment, despite his mouth pleasantly full.
while he’s not exactly getting off, the act sends pleasure zipping through him. he wants this, every part of him taut and waiting. his eyes have fluttered closed again, focused as he hollows his cheeks, sucking long and hard. eggsy squeezes thomas’ hand (hoping to communicate what he doesn’t want to take the time to say) and brings his free hand to smooth over thomas’ hip, firm and steadying. ]
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while he’s not exactly getting off, the act sends pleasure zipping through him. he wants this, every part of him taut and waiting. his eyes have fluttered closed again, focused as he hollows his cheeks, sucking long and hard. eggsy squeezes thomas’ hand (hoping to communicate what he doesn’t want to take the time to say) and brings his free hand to smooth over thomas’ hip, firm and steadying. ]