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What A Fucking Gentleman

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Eggsy & Harry’s Christmas Party

Christmas Day, Dec. 25th, 3:34 pm.

Eggsy was excited for today to say the least, wondering what exactly Harry had in store. This was his first Christmas as a Kingsman, so when Eggsy had heard the Kingsman don’t celebrate together he had thought it a tragedy. He had decided to make Harry throw a Christmas party and invited all the Kingsman.

“You really have out done yourself, Galahad.” Eggsy said with a smirk, a drink in one hand and the other resting in the pocket of his Bespoke suit. Harry felt himself relax as Eggsy approved. Eggsy has invited his mum and sister, gladly letting his mum mingle with the Kingsman and their own families.

“I’m glad that you think so,” Harry spoke with a smile and placed a secretive hand on Eggsy’s waist, the one that didn’t have a drink in it obviously. “Darling.” He whispered into the younger boy’s ear, his smile getting wider.

Eggsy couldn’t help the shiver that ran down his spine, shuddering and smirking up at him. He looked around and saw nobody so he leaned up and snogged Harry gently. This was new for them. Harry and Eggsy have spent the past few months as boyfriends, but Harry hadn’t started using pet names until a couple of weeks ago. They made Eggsy blush a deep red and that was something Harry couldn’t help but love.

Harry wrapped his arm further around Eggsy’s waist as he deepened the snog, humming. Eggsy has nowhere to set his drink so he simply gripped it tighter as he placed his arm around Harry’s shoulder. The room was mood lit and there was Christmas music playing through a stereo. They were in the corner of the room and couldn’t help but indulge. Then they heard someone clear their throat.

Luckily, it was just Merlin, who was the only one who knew about this. “You two seem to be enjoying the party.” He smirks and leans against the wall. “Do you insist on locking lips everywhere you go?” He teases, knowing Harry has a pet peeve against people talking about his relationships.

“I will inquire how you think we do that because if I recall correctly we’ve only ever snogged- in public- at a Kingsman meeting... A few times.” He smirks cockily, knowing him and Eggsy have done way more than just snog at a Kingsman base. For instance, the tailor shop has seen quite a few mishaps. They were so glad the armory didn’t have security cameras.

“Really? In here?” Eggsy smirked, hands resting on Harry’s waist as he backed him into the armory. “You naughty, naughty man.” Harry simply leaned down, kissing and nipping at Eggsy’s tender collarbones. “Fuck, Harry...” He moaned, knowing Harry loved hearing his named moaned.

Harry backed Eggsy up to the sink right inside the door. “Eggsy, darling, your trousers.” He starts unbuttoning Eggsy’s trousers to help. The moment was filled with moans and butterflies and thrills.


3:48 pm.

“You know, Galahad, that comment earlier with Merlin, that was so unlike you. Have I infected you?” Eggsy chuckled softly with a steady hand against Harry’s thigh. They both had their backs against the wall and were far enough apart that nobody seemed the notice Eggsy’s hand on the back of Harry’s thigh, rubbing up and down it. It was a simple, intimate touch that was getting Harry a bit worked up, especially since Eggsy would very rarely actually touch his arse.

“Eggsy, we need to find a room.” Harry finally says, voice deep with lust. His cheeks were a soft pink color as if he’d been in the cold and he placed a hand on his lover’s lower back.

Eggsy looked over to him, confused as to why Harry would want to find a room, that is until he looked down where his hand was. “Oh... I see. C’mon, Galahad.” He smiled, grabbing Harry’s hand and guiding him to an office out of view. “We really gonna do this, huh? Have sex in a Kingsman office?”

Harry Hart felt himself only get bigger. “Yes... yes we are.” He steps closer to the other man and starts to snog him with much more passion than he expected.

Eggsy begins immediately to unbutton Harry’s shirt but doesn’t bother to untuck it, grabbing Harry’s sides and kissing down his chest instead of his lips. His chest was covered in scattered dark freckles and was so toned he couldn’t help but kiss between his pecs.

“Fuck, you are so smokin’.” Eggsy mumbles into his bare chest, making his way down and unbuttoning his trousers. Eggsy couldn’t help himself when it came to sex with Harry, hell, Eggsy couldn’t help himself when it came to Harry.

Harry had a smirk, pushing Eggsy back onto the desk in the room. Eggsy caught a glimpse of the name plate on the door and started laughing. “Oh fuck! This is Merlin’s office?!” He shouted, placing one hand on the desk for support and one around Harry’s waist as their legs slotted together.

“I suppose it is.” Harry chuckled and kissed down Eggsy’s neck. “But please Eggsy, the party is only a wall away.” He warned, rolling his hips a bit. From here on out they were lost in each other as if nobody and nothing else existed. Eggsy remained anything but quiet, to the pleasure of Harry’s ears.