Some part of him knew it was a mistake, even as he did it. It was a tease, cruel, pushing when he'd just been worried about that. And yet he wanted so badly to be close to Harry, to show him that Eggsy did want him, fucking desperately wanted this.

Even if he didn't want to think about what Merlin said, about Harry never being in relationships, and having to consider if what Harry wanted was just the physical side of things between them and nothing more. He couldn't let himself think about that.

Especially not when Harry was kissing him like that and it left every part of Eggsy feeling alive, electric, beyond all he'd let himself feel since even before he'd lost Harry.

Not even biting back a groan as his lips parted, his hand sliding back, catching the back of Harry's neck as if he was afraid he was going to move away.