[ 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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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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