[ only thomas could make this kind of sweet, by curling his hand over eggsy's own instead of the arm of the chair. it's all the encouragement eggsy needs to keep at it, swallowing down as much of thomas as he can while his hand takes care of the rest. his eyes flutter closed, focused on as he is on bringing thomas off with his mouth.
this isn't new to eggsy, so he sets an even rhythm, taking more and more. in contrast to last time, he feels in control, not desperate or pushy. this is what he wants — not what he came here for exactly, but he can't complain about the results (the weight and tang of salt in his mouth, the way thomas reacts to him). everything about this is good for him, even with his erection twitching in his loose trousers. ]
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this isn't new to eggsy, so he sets an even rhythm, taking more and more. in contrast to last time, he feels in control, not desperate or pushy. this is what he wants — not what he came here for exactly, but he can't complain about the results (the weight and tang of salt in his mouth, the way thomas reacts to him). everything about this is good for him, even with his erection twitching in his loose trousers. ]