[ He chuckles; and proceed he does, following with shrugging his shirt off. Just so you know, Lys, Eggsy was legitimately an Olympic-material gymnast, so. Yeah. He's in pretty good shape. ]
[ He's just going to laugh as he runs his hands through his hair, rustling it free of the gelled 'do it had been combed into (although the brawl had already done some of that work for him). ]
But that's okay, because this? Is really bloody awesome, and he obliges by falling backwards onto the bed, wrapping his arms around her and taking her down with him in the process. ]
[ She goes with him gladly, kicking off her shoes in the process. She breaks away from his mouth, only to leave a trail of kisses along his jaw before oh-so-slowly running her tongue long his neck. (She's been wanting to do that since he took his shirt off, honestly.) ]
[ 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. ]
[ He ducks down to give her a quick kiss along her jaw, then another on her neck. And so, hey, is Lys wearing like a shirt or a dress? Ah well, doesn't matter--it's coming off now. ]
[ Just a simple long-sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans (and her cute little red heels, but those are currently on the floor)
And here's hoping Eggsy likes chicks with tattoos, because Lys has a full sleeve going up one arm. Bright blue water in stylized waves, in the midst of which swims an otter. It's sort of a "fuck you" to her family, who had dropped her like so much dead weight for her inability to assume any form but that of an otter, but she got it just as much for herself. Because broken or not, the otter is part of her, and she needs to remember that. ]
[ --Shit. Lys is really fucking hot, and the tattoo honestly just adds to that. He makes a mental note to ask about the tattoo later, but right now? He's busy tossing her top to the side and letting his hands roam over the parts of her that are now bare against his own body. ]
[ She revels in the feel of his hands, warm on her skin. Her own hands drift back up his chest, and her loops her arms around his neck to tug him down for another kiss. This time it's rough, a little needy, as she arches against him. ]
[ Eggsy is more than okay with how rough she gets, as he returns her kiss by running his tongue along her lower lip before he gives it a teasing little bite, one of his hands reaching around to hold her at the nape of her neck, his fingers reaching into her hair. The other hand reaches around, too, although it's a little busier trying to unhook her bra. ]
[ She leans up a little to give him better access to the clasp on her bra, taking the opportunity to nip at his collarbone. She's already breathing hard, skin flushed and all too eager to be rid of the rest of their clothes ]
[ No worries, Lys, for off the bra goes! He does rather like the way she's nipping at his collarbone, and he finds himself letting out a low, pleased hum at that before he pulls away again, his gaze roving over her flushed skin as he licks his lips and brings his hands down to her hips--time to work on getting those pants of hers off. ]
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pullmeoutalive2014-06-27 11:45 pm
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Proceed.
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You must work out.
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You don't gotta look that surprised. I did kick some ass back in that pub.
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Oh, stop. You're making me blush, you flatterer.
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[ He's totally bullshitting. ]
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Lys actually has to set aside her glass, because that's insanely distracting ]
I'm dangerously close to tackling you to the bed right now, just so you know.
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No one's stopping you, you know.
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She's off the chair and across the room in record time, kissing him hard, and backing him towards the bed. ]
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But that's okay, because this? Is really bloody awesome, and he obliges by falling backwards onto the bed, wrapping his arms around her and taking her down with him in the process. ]
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I think I'm wearing way too many clothes for this. Would the gentleman care to help the lady out?
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[ He ducks down to give her a quick kiss along her jaw, then another on her neck. And so, hey, is Lys wearing like a shirt or a dress? Ah well, doesn't matter--it's coming off now. ]
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And here's hoping Eggsy likes chicks with tattoos, because Lys has a full sleeve going up one arm. Bright blue water in stylized waves, in the midst of which swims an otter. It's sort of a "fuck you" to her family, who had dropped her like so much dead weight for her inability to assume any form but that of an otter, but she got it just as much for herself. Because broken or not, the otter is part of her, and she needs to remember that. ]
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Getting undressed is so much better with teamwork. ]
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