[ this is, in some way, rather like riding the metaphorical bike, isn't it? something that one doesn't forget how to do even when one hasn't in a while — though it isn't true anymore that he hasn't. whatever had been in the air in wyver has prompted some rather atypical promiscuity from thomas. he doesn't regret any of it, but he knows himself well enough to know that none of it would have happened without outside prompting.
point is, he hadn't done this in a long, long time before eggsy and wyver, but he remembers how to touch, where to touch. he changes the pressure and pace a little, testing to see what combination will make eggsy moan the loudest, even with thomas' lips against his to swallow the sounds — and then he settles in to keeping touching eggsy the way he seems to like best, to drive him out of his mind. repaying the favour. ]
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point is, he hadn't done this in a long, long time before eggsy and wyver, but he remembers how to touch, where to touch. he changes the pressure and pace a little, testing to see what combination will make eggsy moan the loudest, even with thomas' lips against his to swallow the sounds — and then he settles in to keeping touching eggsy the way he seems to like best, to drive him out of his mind. repaying the favour. ]