[ 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. ]
He hopes he's not being too rough when he unbuttons her jeans and near yanks them off of her, because that's basically what he's doing, and all the while he's planting kisses on her cheek, then along her jaw, then on her neck. ]
[ That look is all it takes for Eggsy to respond in kind with a look of his own, teasing, playful, yet still somehow charming (how does he do that), and he leans back in, to kiss Lys briefly on the lips, one hand at the nape of her neck and the other on her waist. Soon enough, he's resuming what he had been doing before he was so rudely interrupted, which was kissing her neck. ]
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pullmeoutalive2014-06-27 11:45 pm
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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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He hopes he's not being too rough when he unbuttons her jeans and near yanks them off of her, because that's basically what he's doing, and all the while he's planting kisses on her cheek, then along her jaw, then on her neck. ]
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Someone's in a hurry.
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Oh, sorry, did you want me to go slow? 'Cause I can go real fuckin' slow.
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You slow down, and I'll kick your ass.
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