[Eggsy shudders, rolling his back and lifting his arms over his head to stretch out the muscles in his shoulders. He glances down at Bruce, a lazy and indulgent smile curling up his mouth. He drags his hands down his chest and stomach, laying them over Bruce's as he helps him push them down. Eggsy shimmies his hips, pushes up on his knees, and then stands up so Bruce can pull them down his thighs and calves. He kicks his shoes off, and then steps out of his trousers.

He really hopes nobody's looking up at the roof or they'd have gotten an eye full. Eggsy drops back down, straddling one of Bruce's legs.]

Uh. [He runs his hands down Bruce's chest, tracing his fingers through fine hair, and avoiding the other man's eyes.] Ain't really sure what we's supposed to do now.

[Him and Gregor had never gotten that far, though not from lack of Eggsy trying. He was young, but Gregor had been shy. Now it's his turn to falter and go red in the ears.]

Mean, I know all about kissin' and stuff we can do, but I dunno.