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thomothysdoodles · 3 years

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I am so sorry, I literally have no idea what came over me

Wow Lulu you really said ‘let’s ask this bitch EVERYTHING’. I love it tho lmao. Since it’s long imma put it under the cut tho

4. How did your elementary school teachers describe you?

“A pleasure to have in class, a bit lost in their mind, if they committed and focused more they’d excell but they settle for good grades”

From elementary to high school lol

5. Do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

I like soda cans

6. Pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

Somewhere between tomboy and grunge I think

8. Movies or tv shows?

Tv shows

9. Favorite smell in the summer?

Sunscreen and freshly baked bread

11. What do you have for breakfast on an average day?

A cup of milk with some cereal or biscuits. For the past month I’ve been following the keto diet tho, and I usually are some ricotta with peanut butter for breakfast

12. Name of your favorite playlist?

“Sad but vibing” lol

14. Favorite non chocolate candy?

Strawberry lollipops

17. Most frequently worn pair of shoes?

A black vans pair, I bought em in August but the left one already got a hole on the front 😤

18. Ideal weather?

Cloudy but not too windy or cold. I just don’t like the sunlight in my face

20. Preferred place to write?

On my phone’s notes app lol, I’ve got almost two thousand notes in here

23. Strange habits?

I hide stuff in my room with no apparent reason. I’ve got money stashed around my room in four different points lol

26. Favorite activity to do in warm weather?

Given the chance, I like to race with my bike to get some refreshing wind

27. Favorite activity to do in cold weather?

Cozy up in a blanket and watch some tv

28. Five songs to describe you.

Karma— AJR

Ultimately— Khai Dreams

Putting a spin on Slow Dancing in the Dark— egg

Mars— YungBlud

Gotta be a Reason— Alec Benjamin

31. What outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

Black jeans, black sturdy boots, and a silly little hoodie lmao

32. Top five favorite vines?

‘DONT FUCK WITH ME, IVE GOT THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE— AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA’

‘Let me see what you have!’ ‘A KNIFE!’ ‘NO!!!’

‘Hey bro, what do you wanna eat?’ (‘The souuuls of my enemies’) ‘A bagel’ (‘NOOO’) ‘..two bagels.’

FR E SH A VOCA DO

‘Two shots of vodka..’ *pours half a bottle of vodka*

35. Average time you fall asleep?

I am terrible at this. I love sleeping but I also love feeling ✨ unbothered ✨ doing whatever I want in the middle of the night. So, never before 3am usually

37. Suitcase or duffel bag?

Suitcase

38. Lemonade or tea?

Tea

40. Weirdest thing to happen at your school?

I dunno how weird it is, but I always found peculiar that there were cigarette butts on the ceiling of the bathrooms. Like, seven feet tall ceilings. How did those cigs get there??

41. Last person you texted?

My best friend to tell her that my sister found a way to let me watch supernatural on American Netflix >:3c

42. Jacket pockets or pant pockets?

Jacket pockets

43. Hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

Hoodie and/or jean jacket

44. Favorite scent for soap?

I dunno. Talcum powder I think

45. Which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

Superhero

46. Most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

Tee and boxers. Sometimes socks too

48. If you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

Umh. Clementines maybe. Easy to peel, sweet but also not, sometimes with seeds.. and some people loathe the little white stripes they have and they spend hours peeling those away

49. What saying or quote do you live by?

“Like any / unloved thing, I don’t know if I’m real /when I’m not being touched.” —Natalie Wee

50. What made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

My best friends always make me wheeze, it can be the stupidest dumbest thing ever, I’m really fucking easy to amuse lol

51. current stresses?

My driver license my driver license my driver license my driver license my driver license my d

52. Favorite font?

I have no idea. This one? Lol

53. What is the current state of your hands?

Good. I just cut my nails, I really wanna put some nail polish but my dad comes back home tomorrow and he always looks me weird when I put it

55. Favorite fairy tail?

The little mermaid

56. Favorite tradition?

A tradition I have with my friends is that when we celebrate someone’s birthday, we go to the thrift shop and buy them stupid stuff to wear or put on. On my birthday a couple days ago I had to wear playboy bunny ears and a black glittery bow tie lol. Once I bought my best friend a tiny pirate hat, and for another my friend took a boa with pink feathers lol

57. The 3 biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

Mmmh

I’m having a hard time with my parents since I dropped out of uni but I think I’m starting to overcome it finally

When my parents were about to divorce and in was dreading the idea of moving from this city

That time in middle school I spent a couple weeks at the hospital to run a bunch of neurological tests

58. Four talents you’re proud having?

I’m pretty good at multitasking

It’s very difficult to enrage me (yes I consider it a talent)

I can juggle lol

I can read in moving cars/trains etc without getting sick :D

59. If you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“What the f—“

61. Favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/ etc?

“Happiness isn't in the having. It's just in the being. It's in just saying it.” Aka Castiel’s love confession (OF COURSE I WAS GONNA SAY SOMETHING DESTIEL RELATED)

62. Seven characters you relate to?

No specific order:

Dean Winchester

Eric Derekson

Jake Peralta

Doug Eiffel (👀)

Tony Stark

Klaus Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

63. Five songs that would play in your club?

Anything from P!ATD

Bang!— AJR

Natural— Imagine Dragons

Anything from Set It Off

Maniac— Conan Gray

64. Favorite website from your childhood?

I didn’t use computers in my childhood lol

66. Favorite flower(s)?

Fresias 💕

67. Good luck charms?

I used to keep in my pocket a little hazelnut my dad gave me once telling me that it was a good luck charm. I took it away tho. I dunno, maybe my rings

68. Worst flavor of any food of drink you’ve ever tried?

I have to admit I never tasted it, but the smell of truffle literally makes me gag, so that

69. A fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

Apparently your love language is both the one you give AND want love, and also the one you most lacked growing up. So. Mull that over.

70. Left or right handed?

Rightie

71. Least favorite pattern?

Holey ones. Make my sight go double

74. At what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an Advil of ibuprofen?

A seven I guess. I usually try to sleep off anything I have, I hate to take medicines, and loathe to call the doctor lol

75. When did you lose your first tooth?

Around.. six I think?

85. Fairy tails or mythology?

Mythology forever

86. Cookies or cupcakes?

Cookies 🍪

87. Your greatest fear?

That the other shoe will drop and I’ll be alone and lonely

88. Your greatest wish?

To have enough stubbornness to do what I wish to do without getting demoralized so easily

90. Luckiest mistake?

Me and one of my best friends got to know each other through other common friends, and once they both couldn’t come and we ended up spending the day together. We had lots of fun, but we also got drunk and I lost my mcfreaking watch lmao

92. Lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

Lamps

94. Favorite season?

Winter ❄️

95. Favorite app on your phone?

Tumblr! (And the music one. And the podcasts one. And— jk lol)

#ask thomothy personal stuff!#lulu chaos incarnation #not a doodle #I had to think long and hard for some of these questions

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wazowskiofthemikevariety · 5 years

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BDRP Wrimo Day 28: Your character’s closet. Give 15 pieces of clothing with a little description of the “history” of the apparel.

This is about to be so extra and for no reason because his fashion is boring but okay whatever here we go. And this isn’t like EVERY article of clothing he owns, this is just kinda a jist of what he owns and the general vibe of things he wears I guess idk anywaYS

Starting from the top, we got his hats and then the one scarf. Kinda going off of Mike’s hat in Monster University, he would wear a lot of Dad Hats/Slouch Caps because they’re comfy and just easy to pop on if he’s not feeling like doing his hair. I imagine he has like plain ones for all say everyday, like the black one or the tan one, so they don’t gotta clash with whatever he’s wearing as those are colors that pretty much work with everything. And then I put in that one with the VHS because it’s like a small embroidery that he would dig and wear as he was a 90′s child and back home he probably honestly still has a big ass box of all the VHS tapes he had. Plus the Star Wars one he got from his brother for his birthday one year because he’s a nerd.

Then we got beanies. I don’t think he would wear them unless it was cold outside because he does prefer the cap to the beanie so he would just wear the cap instead if he needed to hide his hair. But when it is cold outside, which is like RARE but if he and the fam ever went up to Yosemite or North anywhere, and that’s more often now that he’s in a colder climate he’ll wear one to cover up his ears as he doesn’t go for ear muffs or the cozy head band. He wants the full efficiency of the hat that covers his whole ass head and both his ears comfortably.

And his scarf! He got it from his mom before he left because he didn’t own one in California, as he never needed it really, but she got him a scarf and he cried and def wears it when he can. But again, only when it’s cold, because he isn’t someone who goes too hard with fashion since he. Doesn’t know how. Lmao.

Alrighty, moving on to shirts. Across the top are the basic t-shirts I feel like everyone has lmao. And he’s no exception. He has a plethora of plain colored t-shirts, or with the simple patterns like the stripes or whatever. But they work, you know, he can use them for whatever and no one will blink twice at him for just wearing a plain t-shirt.

Then you move down and you have the short sleeve and long sleeve Henley’s that he wears because they’re not quite informal but they’re not at formal level. They’re a nice inbetween that’re a step up from t-shirts without the work of a button up since you don’t really gotta button but one button to get his head through the neck, if at all. They’re mostly plain colors too, neutral, can go with any other piece of clothing he wants to pair it with. And then also on that row I’ve got like a plain long sleeve grey t-shirt, and that’s just like?? the same as the short sleeve, they probably stretch across the plain colors that he can throw on if it’s gunna be a lil bit colder where he’s going.

Next row has polos, and that is one step up from the Henley’s I think because they have the collar, right. So those he would wear to work for sure under a nice jacket or something. They’re a little bit of a cop out but they do work. And they wouldn’t be anything flashy or printed. Maybe he would go for a pop of color on some if they were small and subtle, but other than that he just gets the plain colors that, again, goes with anything, isn’t going to call to much attention. Also we’ve got plain button downs that he has. Not quite as many as he does polos or t-shirts, but he does have a good collection. Most of the time he’s going to wear them over his plain t-shirts so he won’t have to button them up. But for work more recently his look is the button up shirt with a tie. Or just a button up under a nice jacket, like the polos, and he’ll still look #professional enough.

aND THEN we have the graphic t-shirts/some, not a lot, but some printed button ups that he’s acquired over the years. Obviously they’re going to be for his like casual days, laying around the house, going to get groceries, laundry, whatever. They’re his comfort clothing if nothing else. And yeah, I mean they’re just from movies or people he’s a fan of. I would say the printed button ups are almost always going to be hand-me-downs that he’ll wear to a family occasion in order to be like yeah! I do wear that thing you gave me! thanks so much! :D Or if they’re nice and he’s feELING it, he’ll wear one.

JACKETS. He got the Peacoat before he came to the UK because before he didn’t really need it but nOW, in the winter months with the snow and stuff in Swynlake, he’s rocking it almost everyday on his walk to and from places, mostly to work. Then you have the jean jacket that every person needs, he probably wears it all the time as they do become your best friend in your wardrobe. Then that nice tan jacket if he needs it. And jackets like the black one he has maybe two to three of for work, cause it’s nice and he doesn’t own a single blazer, and it’s like casual enough but nice looking to wear to places without having to adorn something too formal as he is of the mind that he can’t go TOO formal anywhere unless it’s like. A wedding or something. But LOL he doesn’t get invited to jack shit so who cARES.

And then we have cardigans, that like his plain t-shirts, he has in many colors as they’re easy to pop on over a t-shirt and go on his merry way.

Hoodies!! As he is a big hoodie loving boi. More often than not he’ll be wearing one around the house or out and about if it’s cooler outside because idk. They’re just comfy. You can hold things in the pouch. They’re nice. He stans a Hoodie.

From that love of hoodies he also has the thin version that act like a long sleeve t-shirt but look like a hoodie that are just a extra layer. Same thing with the zip up hoodies, they’re just easy and nice to have depending on the weather. And then some knitted sweaters because they’re also cozy and look nice and i’m sure mike it the guy who’s going to wear one over a button up with the tie underneath to look like a professor and uh I hate him.

I mean. What is there to say about men’s pants. Not a lot and yet I’m gunna.

Basketball/Athletic shorts because he doEs work out, and run, and they’re also just the things he lays around in at home since they’re comfy. Then you got the cargo shorts that he’s slowly growing out of maybe hopefully one day. And jean shorts. Then you have sweatpants that he lives in because again, they’re comfy when he isn’t doing anything or when he’s just at home, which is all the time since he has no friends you know. Jeans: dark, and light, as everyone has.

Then he’s got chinos, and like any other man on the planet he has them in every color they offer that fit him because they’re like an inch above jeans in their formalness so he can wear them without having to go full dress pants. But he does have dress pants, mostly linens, that he’s been taking out more often now that he thinks he’s gotta be a professional lil man.

Ah. Shoes.

Sneakers. Obviously. To work out in, to run in, to just wear out into the world because that’s the footwear he prefers. He has one pair of boots that he’ll wear on occasion, if it calls for them or if he’s like, huh you know what I have not worn in a second...then dress shoes to wear with his formal wear.

Never will you ever catch him in flippy floppies or sandles or slide ons or anything close to those because he’s just not a fan and he’s just like, “i would rather not have my feet exposed thanks.”

#bdrpwrimomary #hi im going to try to finish before the dead line #let's see how this goes #poorly i'd imagine

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oneshots-heaven · 7 years

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“Can I Be Him?“ - Part V

Your mother gave you the keys for the boot house and Eggsy promised you that the two of you would talk about everything. Will this be a night to remember or will everything end in a big disaster?

Warning: NSFW Eggsy Unwin x Reader Part FIVE of the ‘Can I Be Him?’ - Series

The darkness came over your hometown. Eggsy walked closely beside you as the two of you made your way to the boot house with flashlights in your hands. You put all the things you needed throughout the night in a backpack that he carried, while you pulled your cardigan closer around your body.

You couldn’t believe that you were actually walking with Eggsy to one of your favorite places in this world. The boot house always had been your favorite. You loved going there with your dad to go fishing or simply have a sleepover. It was a lovely small house with an old fire place and perhaps the most comfiest bed known. You kept this place hidden as your safe place where you would go whenever things might go wrong.

And now you were bringing Eggsy there.

You should feel unsure or maybe even upset, bringing him there, at least that was what you expected from yourself but instead you were more than happy to bring him there and share that place with him. You seriously had no idea what had happened over these last two days—everything suddenly changed between him and you.

You didn’t regret one single bit of it.

Instead your heart was racing underneath your chest, thinking about everything that had happened. You had kissed him—and this time for real. It felt so real that it hurt in your chest because it was hard to believe that after all this time you had been friends, your heart actually exploded while kissing him. Although there had been certain unspoken feelings between you for a longer time now, you would have never believed that this might truly was more than you expected it to be.

Eggsy had given you the keys to open up the door and now you were standing nervously in front of the door as he waited for you to open it up. For a moment, you thought about saying something cheesy about the house to him but honestly, right now you couldn’t look him in the eyes. You were anxiously nervous, yet you turned the keys in the lock and slowly opened up the door.

Quietly, him and you walked in. Someone must had been here before, it was cozy inside. Eggsy sat the backpack aside as you switched on the lights. Luckily, you were able to dim the lights how you preferred it and keep it low enough to keep the cozy feeling. There was no escaping now from him, and somehow that made you happy and insanely nervous at the same time.

You turned to him, stepping from one feet to the other. “Welcome in the boot house,“

Your eyes never left his sight. You watched closely how he stood there, smiling at you as he said, “It’s lovely.“

You replied his smile as he stepped further towards you. “I’m glad you brought me here. I’m glad to—“

Eggsy stopped himself, never finishing his sentence but you didn’t need him to. You knew what he was going to say.

It was weird how the two of you could be so close during your mission, filled with confidence, throwing around jokes and messing around with the other. It was totally different when you weren’t doing your job—when you weren’t Kingman agents. You felt as silly as a fourteen year old that just kissed her first real crush. Your confidence left you, just like your sassy attitude. All you were left was your true self with every flaw and fear that it had.

Eggsy didn’t seem to feel any different from you. You almost missed his cocky remarks and his overly confident appearances but just like you, there was his true self—with every flaw and fear that it had.

“Do you want me to show you around?“

He nodded. His eyes followed the movement of your hand taking his and pulling him with you to the living room of the boot house. It was one of your favorite rooms because the big windows not only let the daylight lighten up the whole room but also gave you an amazing view over the lake that was very close. Candles were lighten up in the living room, giving a even more cozy vibe. There was only one person in your mind who could have done that.

You chuckled as you walked in together with Eggsy. “Wow, I think you’re right. Your mother truly wants us to getting it.“

Playfully, you pinched his side. “She thinks I’m happy, that’s why she makes such an effort.“ you explained.

Eggsy glanced down to you. “And?“ he mumbled. “Are you happy?“

For a second, you got lost in his eyes which awaited for an answer from you. This unsureness of your feelings towards the other was killing both of you, however the sparks between you were visible for everyone around you. They were getting brighter with every gaze you shared—every moment they shined brighter and they would until you both saw it.

You let go of his hand, and then you grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him down to you to crash your lips onto his. This wasn’t a sweet, innocent peck like before, this was more than that. This was the bitter try to confirm your feelings for him, to let him know that you felt something more than just friendship for him. You didn’t what it was, but if he gave you the chance, you were willing to find out.

It didn’t take much time for Eggsy to react. He had hoped to kiss you again, but he didn’t want to force you to do anything. He knew the relationships of his mother after his father had died. He didn’t want any of his relationships to be like that. This was important to him. He wanted this to be based on trust and honest because that was what he had been missing. He needed to be able to rely on you without doubting you. And he wanted the same for you.

You gasped into the kiss as he lifted you up from the ground, hugged his strong arms around your body. Immediately your arms wrapped his neck to support him. Foreheads leaning together, the two of you breathed deeply in before your lips met again. With you in his arms, he stumbled a few steps forward. He wanted to do this all swiftly á la James Bond, but that wasn’t happening. Unfortunately, he didn’t know the house at all.

You giggled quietly, clutching yourself harder against him which didn’t necessary helped him. Instead he let out a deep, quiet moan, making your eyes widen in response. His hold on you tightened. “Don’t worry,“ you told him because you had the feeling that it might calm him down. You could feel that he was nervous. His known casual ‚Gentlemen-meets-Bad-Body‘ behavior was breaking down and somehow, it made you feel good.

With a gentle touch on his upper arm, you let him know to let you down. Gazing down on you, his hold loosened, letting you back down on your own feet. With a shy smile, you pushed him carefully through the living room until his feet hit the couch, causing him to fall backwards. A shiver ran down your spine as you noticed that his gaze never left the sight of you.

And all of the sudden, it was all clear to you. All the messy feelings came clean. He was the one. Maybe he had been for a very long time but right now, it was clearer than ever before. He was the one that you wanted to have by your side, to feel, to love.

Catching him by surprise, you crawled onto his lap. His hands found their way to your face, grabbing it to pull you close for a rough, passionate kiss. Your bodies found a rhyme as his hands slipped from your face down your body and yours crawling along his arms around his neck, tangling in his hair. These innocent touches let the fire inside you ignited. Never before you wanted to be touched more by someone. Within seconds, you threw away the thoughts about not having sex with Eggsy… because if you were being honest—that was the one thing you wanted the most right now.

You wanted to feel his hands on more than just your bare arms and the bare parts of your legs. You wanted them to feel around your hips, holding onto tightly. Caressing around your breasts, kiss your body everywhere. Your heart raced by any continuing thought as you kissed down his neck. Responding to the kisses, he grabbed your ass and pushed you closer to his crotch, making you moan during the kisses.

The dress needed to go. Just like his shirt.

Your mouth found its way down his neck to his upper body. Nervously, you fumbled around the buttons, trying your best to open them but your hands were shaking too much. You couldn’t believe that you were actually sitting on Eggsy’s lap, kissing him to oblivion while thinking about having sex with him. A year ago, you just got to know him, thinking nothing more than a lost kid of him like you were and now your heart crushed when you looked into his eyes.

Cursing yourself in your head, you tried it over and over again until Eggsy himself stopped your hands from trying. “Shh,“ he only whispered, “I got this,“

Your head shoot up, meeting his loving, apologizing gaze which comforted you immediately. He opened the buttons of his shirt one by one, obviously knowing that he was just teasing you with that. You breathed out slowly as he stripped off the shirt, throwing it aside as he leaned back against the couch. Although you never admitted it before, you admired the way Eggsy was built—buff and solid with board shoulders that filled out his suit perfectly every single time. You had seen him without a shirt before but this was different. This was him giving himself to you. This was him wanting you as much as you wanted him.

You laid your hands on his shoulders, allowing them to slide down on his upper body as you leaned forward to caress his body with kisses.

“Open my dress,“ you begged him in a whisper tone, not daring yourself to speak up.

Your breathe hitched as you felt his large hands around your body, hugging it until he found the zipper of your dress. He made you shiver as his gaze met yours once again while he pulled down the zipper so brutally slowly but you knew that he did this purposely. Once the zipper was down, you pushed the dress of your shoulders, slipped off his lap to let it fall down on the ground, revealing yourself nothing more than your laced underwear.

This was all of you for all of him.

“God,“ Eggsy said pressed, making you worry for a second, “You’re so damn beautiful.“

Within seconds, he pulled you back onto the couch. This time you landed underneath him which excited you so much that your mouth twitched to a genuine smile. His words made more than he might think to you.

Eggsy planted kisses on your body down from your lips over to your neck to the hollow in-between your breasts. Your hips bucked against him, feeling his wet kisses on the sides of your hips. His kisses were driving you crazy already, not to imagine what his actual touches would do. “Eggsy, please,“ you whimpered.

“I gotcha ya, love,“ he murmured against your bare skin. His fingers hooked in your underwear, pulling it down your legs in one swift movement as you helped him. You couldn’t believe you were doing this with him, it still felt so surreal to you.

You felt his kisses on the inside of your thighs, closer and closer to your pulsing heat. You whimpered under your breath, wanting him more than ever before and then his lips kissed your heat, instantly shutting your eyes close in reflex. Your fingers ran through his hair, pulling on it. Feeling him kissing you there made you regret that you told him months ago to shave his stumbles because right now you wished he still had them.

From his unbelievably good kiss you could only imagine how skilled he was with his tongue but in this moment, he completely destroyed your imaginations—in a good way, a very good way. “Eggsy,“ you moaned out his name, throwing your head back in the pillow of the couch.

For a second, the thought came to your mind that you were laying shamelessly on the family couch getting eaten out by a man who your parents may adore but perhaps not anymore if they ever find out. But it disappeared as soon as you felt him licking your folds. “Oh god,“ you gave in, pulling away from his mouth while your legs began to tremble as your orgasm was building up.

But Eggsy wasn’t letting you get away that easily. The work as spy payed off as his arms wrapped around your thighs, pulling you back closer to him. “Eggsy,“ you panted as you felt his mouth again. “I…I—“

“I’ve got you,“ he promised you more one time which pushed you over the edge crying out his name, leaving you as a breathless mess. Eggsy crawled back up to hover you over, checking if you were alright first before crashing his lips softly onto yours. You calmed down from your peak, kissing him again passionately.

You wouldn’t stop here. You didn’t want to stop here.

“Let me show you the bedroom,“ you whispered, referring to the actual tour that you wanted to give him.

Eggsy glanced down at you for a moment, gently tucking pieces of your hair aside. “You’re sure?“ he asked you.

“I’ve never been more sure about something,“ you told him, slipping off the couch by grabbing his hand and pulling him with you to the stairs. Upstairs, there was only a master bedroom with a bathroom but the most beautiful view you could ever imagine, although right now the most beautiful view Eggsy had ever seen was you in nothing but your bra in front of him.

He couldn’t wrap his head around how on earth he got so lucky.

On the last steps, Eggsy speeded up his steps to catch up with you, wrapping his arms around you to turn you to him. Seconds later, you were stumbling towards the bed while kissing. Everything seem to happen by itself so quickly. Eggsy unhooked your bra as you let it fall onto the ground and unbuckling his pants, but he struggled to pull it down due to your hand which went dangerously down in his pants, leaving him gasping for air and tightening his grip around your hips.

This might be the happiest moment in your entire life and you wished you dragged it out as much as possible, but right now it was clear what the two of you wanted the most.

“Don’t tease me,“ he begged in-between your shared kisses.

You grinned against his lips, wrapping your hand purposely around his length. “Why not?“

The words barely left your mouth before you felt onto the bed, relieving him as you let go to push yourself further up and watched him finally pulling down his pants including his boxers. You fantasized about him a couple of times (although you would never in your entire life admit that), but once again, Eggsy managed it to destroy your imaginations.

You expected him to stand there proudly smirking, but instead he turned his head to the side with his cheeks burning red as he caught you wordless staring at his body. Out of all people, he was shy about his body?

You couldn’t believe that.

You pressed your lips together, crawling closer to him while he didn’t move a bit. Grabbing his hand, you caught back his attention. “Hey,“ you said. Gazes meeting as he moved with you onto the bed. His height pressed you down into the mattress. Skin on skin. You felt your body lusting after his touches, his closeness because right now he seemed so close, yet so far. His kisses weren’t enough.

“Do… do you have—“ Eggsy tried to ask.

You shook your head. “It’s okay, I’m on the pill. I’m clean,“ you stated.

He nodded nervously in response. “It’s okay, Eggsy,“ you told him, kissing him in-between, “I want this, if you want this.“

“Of course, I want this,“ he breathed, “you have no idea how much,“

You smiled. “Then stop talking, and—“ you told him, lining yourself up with your hips to have it easier for him and then, careful and gentle, he pushed himself inside you. Taken by the surprise, you clenched yourself around him, causing you both to moan in the other’s mouth. He fulfilled you like no one else before and was careful enough which you were thankful for.

With a nod, you told him that everything was okay. Eggsy leant his forehead against yours as he began to move, rocking his hips against yours and slowly find a steady rhythm. Your fingers intertwined together moving up to rest around your head. Even his gentle moves drove you crazy. His hips rolled harder against yours. Your hand squeezed his in the process as you wrapped your legs around his hips to allow him more moving space.

With every thrust, he plant a kiss on your lips but the faster and deeper he got, the more you were overwhelmed by the building feeling of an orgasm. Your nails dug into the back of his hands, moaning his name under your breath. Eggsy groaned in response. Your back arched, pressing yourself against him. Sparks ignited in your core, feeling happier than ever before.

In a heartbeat, Eggsy let go of your hands, pushing his around your body to pull you in a sitting position, feeling him even deeper in you. Your knees found their way on each side of his thighs, your hands wrapped around his neck to keep you steady as you threw your head back in pleasure. Eggsy allowed you to move slowly at your own pace.

Your heart made a jump. Who would have ever guessed this? At least, not you. All of this felt new to you, maybe because all of this was new with Eggsy. You and him, together. You loved this, you loved being with him, you loved…

Your gazes met as your eyes got watery and before he could noticed, you grabbed his face and crashed your lips so hopelessly against his with everything you’ve got left.

He could have all of you—forever.

You would give yourself to give him—forever.

Only to hope to have him back in return.

Your lips separated as you both started panting more. His thrusts grew faster, harder, fiercer when you let him take over again, hitting angles that you almost could swear you never felt before. He groaned as you bucked your hips, listening to all your moans. This was him and you together, feeling him pulsing and twitching inside you with your walls clamping around his length.

It was getting harder for him to maintain a steady speed, growing sloppier over time. The pleasure overwhelmed you with new waves over and over again, turning you into a moaning mess. He hit every nerve in your body with his thrust, sending you closer and closer to edge with him being always right with you. You could feel it.

Eggsy let out the most beautiful sound to your ears—moaning your name. You nodded, letting him know that you were right with him. That you could come undone together. Eggsy connected your lips back together, like there were made for only kissing the other as a jolt of electricity ran through your trembling bodies, causing you to come as you rode out your highs.

You leaned shivering against him, laying your head on his shoulders. Both of you were left as a mess of love. He was the one who helped you from his lap under the covers of the bed, holding you like you could break any second in his hands. His next actions almost broke your heart; he slipped under the covers next to you and although you were both tired, maybe he even more than you were, he took his left strength and pulled you into his arms. This was everything your mother ever wanted for you, and this was everything you hoped for yourself.

It felt like you finally found the one.

You snuggled into his side, laying your arm over his stomach while he pulled you close. Your fingers drew circles on his stomach. You had no idea what to say. There were millions on your mind but you didn’t find the right words to say them to him. You wanted to tell and ask him so much but he left you completely speechless.

At the beginning of the weekend, you hung out with Roxy, complaining about your mother where Roxy’s idea to ask Eggsy to pretend to be your boyfriend came around. It was a silly idea that you believed would work out. He was your friend and you knew that he would do his best to be convincing but when you were at your parents house, everything suddenly changed. Was all of this still pretend?

Your world was turned upside down. Eggsy was your friend, but now? What was he now? What did you wanted him to be?

“Eggsy,“ you suddenly said, not even knowing what you’d say next.

“No,“ he stopped you, “please let me talk,“

You bit your bottom lip, scared of what he had to say. You heard and felt him breathe in and out deeply. He was scared himself. “Fuck,“ he cursed under his breath, “I’m sorry, I’ve talked to myself just to get it right but I can’t and won’t get this right, not as right and good as I want it to be. I…I promised myself when we first met that I’d always be honest to you and I need to be honest to you right now. I don’t know your feelings towards me but I am in love with you, Y/N Y/L/N and I hate it that it took so long for me to realize because you’re the most amazing thing that I—in my entire life—wished to call mine.“

You didn’t know when but tears were falling down your cheeks soon before he finished his sentence and you couldn’t help yourself to stop them from falling onto his chest. You sat up, smiling through the tears as you glanced at him. Worry filled his eyes as he immediately sat up, laying his hand carefully but caring on your arm. “Y/N,“ he mumbled, “love,“

You sobbed, smiling. “I’m sorry,“ you apologized, trying to blink away the newly coming tears.

Eggsy shook his head in confusion. “Why are you crying?“ he asked.

You let out a quiet laugh. “No one ever said something like that to me.“ you told him. “No one ever fell in love with the person I truly am. The people only ever fell in love with the girl my parents made me play, but you…“

This time, it were your words that made Eggsy smile. His hand rushed from your arm to your cheek. You leant into the subtle touch, holding your hand against his. All he wanted to do was dry those tears and kiss those lips.

“All my life I told myself that I won’t find the one. The one who will love me for who I really am—“

“But I do,“ Eggsy interrupted you, “I love the girl that I met at Kingsman during my initiation. The one who believed in me when I wanted to gave up and told me to keep going. I love you, Y/N.“

Through your tears, you leant forward to kiss him. To tell him with this one kiss everything else you wanted to tell him, but those three words needed to be said out loud. “I love you, Eggsy.“

He was the one.

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A/N: I hope you all survived my smut writing. I’m not the best at but I think it was suitable for the plot at this point and I’m actually happy with it. I hope you enjoyed it too.

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