[ thomas watches, stroking eggsy through his orgasm and the aftershocks, only slowly softening his hold — and even then, his shirt splattered and eggsy slumped heavily in his lap, he only withdraws his hand from eggsy's backside after a long moment to wrap his arm around eggsy's back, mouth soft against eggsy's jaw.
another moment, and he unwraps his fingers from eggsy's cock and wipes them against his own shirt. it's already ruined, anyway. ]
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another moment, and he unwraps his fingers from eggsy's cock and wipes them against his own shirt. it's already ruined, anyway. ]
Good?
[ not was that -? but are you - ?. ]