[ oh, okay. Nice, Eggsy. His breath hitches in his throat when he feels Lys's tongue on his neck; he's had his fair share of one-night-stands, but there was something electrifying about Lys, and it's already driving him nuts. So he lets her do what she wants, but before long he's going to pull her up so he can press his lips against hers again, holding her tightly before he rolls them over so that she's beneath him. ]
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