Eggsy was meant to be the grown up here. The problem was, he was a young man, fairly alone but for his best friend, and who was finding his greatest fantasy coming true.

So saying no was no there, not like it should be.

Moaning, not even hiding the sound as his other hand gripped Harry's hip, shifting as he arched up. The sensation made him groan again, not hiding how much he was enjoying it as his tongue moved against Harry's. He was going to regret this later, but in that moment all he wanted was Harry Hart.