thisavrou_log | september overflow log

[ Bruce smiles too, not really bothering to glance over to the edge when his gaze is firmly set on Eggsy, unwilling to look away. His hands slide up his sides, and he sits up for a moment, lips pressing to Eggsy's collarbone, mouthing the dip just below his throat. ]

It's fine. I've got you.

[ Plenty of room to move around, at least— and it's not like they're that near the edge anyway. Not a literal edge, at least— it definitely feels like they're on the edge of something else entirely, but at this point he thinks they're going to fall off of that one no matter what.

His hands trail down Eggsy's back, fingers drawing along his spine as if counting each vertebra until he reaches the small of his back. Fingers hook on the waistband of his trousers, slowly rounding Eggsy's sides, knuckles brushing over his hipbones in the process. ]

[There’s not anything that’s quite as soothing as the way Bruce looks and sounds when he tells Eggsy that he’s got him. He sighs, head tipped back at the soft kisses pressed to his collarbone and the dip in his throat. Eggsy’s hoodie and shirt get tossed aside, and then Bruce’s hands are on him.]

‘S nice, yeah? Love the way that feels.

[His pants, though, are tighter than what he normally wears, and he lifts up on his knees, dropping his hands down to cover both of Bruce’s.]

Gonna take some effort to get these off.

[The downside of wearing form fitting trousers.]

[ Eggsy's right, of course, but that still doesn't slow down Bruce's hands as they make their way all around Eggsy's hips, gripping the front of his pants as he pops the button open, then slides down the zipper. His knuckles brush against the bulge covered by his underwear and he can almost feel his skin itch warmly all over. ]

I'll figure something out.

[ He's not called a genius for nothing after all, and he's managed far more complex things than getting a pair of skinny jeans off. Granted, usually with time and patience, both of which he doesn't have much of right now. Well, at least not patience.

Still, he curls his fingers on the waistband of those trousers, tugging them down not so gently, expecting Eggsy will give him a hand while also shifting and wiggling around so the piece of clothing can be gone with as little fuss as possible. ]

[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.

[ Well, evidently neither of them seem too worried about where or how they're doing this, or even the fact that they're doing this at all. With everyone's inhibitions lowered one way or the other, chances are even if someone saw Eggsy, they probably wouldn't even care much.

Bruce watches Eggsy quietly, resting a hand over his, tugging a little to try and get him to look up. ]

It's fine. We can just... do whatever we feel like. If it's just kissing, then that's alright too.

[ The small voice at the back of Bruce's mind saying that it's not alright tries to speak up again; doubt flickers through his eyes, but Bruce swallows it down, sliding his hands up Eggsy's arms. ]

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