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In Lovers Meeting

Eggsy had time to think two separate thoughts before their lips met, the first being that Harry should have rubbed his ass after slapping it instead of the other way around, and two, that he should be making this way more difficult for the other man but fuck that, he needed this more than Harry did. So yeah, rather than fight him Eggsy let Harry draw his head down to slate their lips together with a sound of encouragement. But thanks to that last thought Eggsy did bite down hard on the older man's bottom lip first, just to make it clear they weren't square or nothin. They had serious issues to work out once they had had a very long and thorough sex marathon, which they better be starting now if Harry knew what was good for him.

The growl he got in response to the bite suggested Harry was on the same page, or at least Eggsy assumed that was the case since Harry's grip on his hair as he snogged him was adding just a touch of pain to the pleasure of being so thoroughly kissed, the hand Harry was using to knead the hell out of one of Eggsy's ass cheek's equally rough. He could all but taste Harry's desperation too, though it was nothing in compared to his own as Eggsy fought to give back even more than he was getting. He'd been touch starved for weeks now, with very few outlets and the knowledge that despite the fact that there were men in the center that would have been happy to oblige him, he couldn't go there. That even if he was willing to risk Merlin's wrath, which he had been a few times, his wolf wouldn't let him do that.

Everyone knew what they said about crossing abused animals, especially ones who were newly out of their cage. Getting mauled was pretty much a guaranteed, and his wolf currently saw any suitor that wasn't Harry as his enemy. Only Harry would his wolf allow to touch him now, and Eggsy had known, instinctively, that his wolf would seek to make him hurt anyone else for a while now.

That his wolf was very much present at the moment was confirmed when Harry broke off their kissing just long enough to look at him and then state that Eggsy's eyes had gone wolf, Eggsy dryly informing Harry that his eyes were the same before they got back to where they'd left off.

Enjoying the wild and undisciplined nature of the kissing, both of them not giving a shit about finesse or trying to impress the other with their skills in this area, Eggsy rocked their hips together with single-minded focus that was only powered by the haze of want and need that he'd seen in Harry's eyes before they'd closed again as they continued to focus only on the other.

And wanting that skin to skin contact more than he could say, Eggsy reached between them to jerk open Harry's red robe to get at the buttons of the man's pajama top, undoing them with barely restrained violence. Though as soon as he had the first two buttons undone, baring Harry's throat sufficiently for it to register, Eggsy's wolf demanded that he claim the man properly.

Pulling away from the kiss with a snarl, Eggsy angled his head and then bit down hard to claim his mate as his own, working the skin hard to insure that it would bruise dark and vivid.

Groaning his approval Harry tipped his head to the side to let Eggsy have his way, saying Eggsy's name in a way that felt like the most loving of caresses.

Pulling back only when he was sure that his mark would last a good, bloody long time, Eggsy licked his lips as he studied the already bruising skin, the purple of it standing out quite a bit thanks to the paleness of Harry's skin.

And it was the thought of its paleness that let Eggsy's human side finally have enough say and focus to point out that Harry had just woken up, you stupid wolf and our combined hormones! He isn't going to be any good to us if we wear him out or accidentally put him back in a coma because his delicious body isn't up to this yet!

Cursing that fact Eggsy fought when Harry tried to yank his head back down, the fact that he could resist the werewolf's pull pretty much cementing his need to behave in Eggsy's very unhappy mind. "Dammit, Harry. You ain't up to this."

"As you're sitting on me you should know otherwise." Harry grumbled back, his grip shifting to grasp Eggsy by the back of his neck to again try to force Eggsy's head back down.

"Are ya up to fuckin me with it though? Cause I'll seriously kill you if ya leave me hanging after the weeks I've had waitin for you to wake the fuck up, Harry. This is your one chance ta use your coma as an excuse here before I expect ya ta do me even better than that hotel room to make up for you goin and getting your fine ass blown up."

The cursing that greeted his ultimatum, many of the words and phrases in languages Eggsy had never heard before, confirmed what his rational side had been trying to tell him since Harry had grabbed him.

Doing some cursing of his own, because he sure as fuck hadn't wanted to be right, Eggsy let his head drop down so that it was resting against Harry's shoulder with a sigh of defeat. And then, since Harry wasn't done swearing, Eggsy shifted so that he could bury his face against the side of the other man's neck, thinking that he could breathe in Harry's scent at least. Or try to find it, anyway, under the layers of medical crap.

"As a Kingsman I've been told countless times that I'd get mine for the things I've done in the line of duty. They were right."

Laughing in spite of himself, the dryness of Harry's delivery appealing to his funnybone, Eggsy had to smile when Harry's arms came around to simply wrap around his waist, holding him there with a gentleness that had certainly been lacking before.

"May I see the mark, please?"

Knowing what Harry meant, Merlin had removed it before ushering him into the room, Eggsy reached over with his right hand to fold back the sleeve of his jacket and shirt to reveal the mating mark, turning his arm so that it was easily visible for Harry to see.

Turning his head Harry stared at the mark for a couple poignant minutes before leaning in to place his lips against the mark in a light, oddly intimate kiss.

Jerking at the sensations that erupted all over his body in reaction to that brief brush of lips, Eggsy swore and then stared at Harry in stunned shock as he asked if that was normal.

"Only to my touch, yes."

"Let me see yours."

When Harry did so Eggsy grabbed the arm and then moved in to drag his tongue up the length of the soul mark, the low, drawn out groan Harry made confirming the fact that yes, it went both ways. And boy was Eggsy going to have fun with that as soon as Harry was up to it. Which brought him back to the most important question of all. "When will you be up to fucking me, anyway?"

"Two days." Harry's tone was definitely grudgingly, after a moment or two of real reflection and evaluation of his present condition. "To be able to give you what's coming to you."

"And what's coming to me, exactly?"

"Payback." Was Harry's very blunt response, the darkness in his eyes as much about anger as it was denied passion. "For all that whispering you did in my ear while I couldn't return the favor."

Well fuck, he hadn't counted on Harry being aware enough to get the majority of what he'd said, much less remember it. Weren't people in comas supposed to be in and out, werewolves or not? Or Merlin had ratted him out, Eggsy decided, that making a great deal more sense. And really, how much could Harry remember seeing as he hadn't shot Eggsy on sight or eviscerated him with one of the many medical implements that had to be lying around the place. I mean sure he was the man's soulmate, but in Harry's shoes he'd be feeling more than a little homicidal.

"So exactly how-" Eggsy went silent as the both heard the main door open, Merlin's voice reaching them easily even though the man stayed out of their sight for the moment.

"Arthur found out you're awake. Be ready in three!"

While Harry cursed over that Eggsy reluctantly got off the man's lap and the hospital bed as well, only now aware of the fact that his very confused dog had been watching them possibly the whole time, which was a little creepy. Picking him up, Eggsy cradled J.B. against his chest as he turned to watch Harry do up his shirt buttons with obvious bitterness.

"As I was saying, exactly how are you going to make me pay?"

The look Harry aimed in his direction was scorching. "By making you fulfil every suggestion you made while I was out."

"Really? Even the threesome with Merlin?"

Laughing at the stunned shock on Harry's face, God but he wished he had a camera, Eggsy looked over his shoulder because, as the fates apparently loved him at the moment, Merlin had chosen that moment to came striding in, the bracelet Eggsy would have to don once again in one hand. And knowing when to leave on a high note Eggsy walked out from between the hospital beds and then towards Merlin, telling him to throw him the bracelet.

Doing so Merlin then demanded to know what the boy had done to Harry now, having caught sight of the expression his best mate was currently wearing.

"I told him that if he wants a threesome with you, he has to talk both of us into it."

Taking a moment to enjoy Merlin's expression, it was as great as Harry's, Eggsy gave the man's shoulder a pat as he passed him before setting J.B. back down on the floor, putting the bracelet on and snapping it into place just before they reached the door.

Opening it up Eggsy held it open for J.B. and then followed after his pet, his sensitive new hearing picking up Harry's words just as the door closed behind them.

"I've done nothing in my life to deserve that boy!"

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All but crowing with delight, though he'd catch hell for what he'd done later and knew it, Eggsy could barely stop himself from skipping down the hallway in childlike glee. If he couldn't have sex with Harry then making the other man suffer right along with him made him feel a little better. Especially since the man had gotten him all hot and bothered because he'd been too consumed with lust for Eggsy's fine ass to consider whether he was physically up to fucking him or not. Though he liked that part, especially since he'd seen the same desperation and need in Harry's eyes that he saw in his own when he stumbled into the washroom at night for some privacy, his body aching for the man in every nerve ending he possessed. Knowing he wasn't alone in all this…it made it bearable.

The low growl J.B. made shaking him from his thoughts, Eggsy's senses went on red alert, sensing too the danger coming his way. A danger that had the smile wiping off his face as he once again scooped his dog up into his arms where he'd be safe. Then Eggsy put his back to the wall and donned the expressionless face he'd learned to adopt in the army in front of a 'superior' officer during Marines training as the three people coming down the hall moved ever closer.

It was the elderly man in the middle that held his attention, his age in no way lessening the strength and power Eggsy could feel like a cold breeze hitting his skin. There was something…hard and unfeeling about the man who had to be the alpha he'd been warned about. Something that made his own wolf instinctively want to show his teeth and attack before he was attacked.

Once they were close enough the werewolf who had Eggsy's full attention turned his head to meet Eggsy's gaze, penetrating blue eyes accessing him closely.

"You're Galahad's candidate, are you not?"

"Yes, Sir."

"You've been to see him?"

"Yes, Sir. He's doing very well now." Keep your answers short and to the point, no sass, Eggsy told himself as he kept his gaze blank, revealing nothing.

"Glad to hear it. And good luck with the rest of your training."

And so saying the man gave him one last look, not bothering to hide his thoughts this time, and then the alpha of the Kingsman pack started walking again, the other two silent shadows following after their leader without ever having spoken a word.

Waiting until they had entered the medical center, no way was he giving any of them his back, Eggsy took a deep, calming breath before continuing to make his way down the once again deserted hallway.

Merlin had explained to him about why Eggsy's current status as Harry's mate had to be hidden until the man was well enough to defend both of them. He knew that his very existence posed a threat to that man's control over the pack, and that hadn't meant anything to Eggsy up until now, when the man had let him see for that sliver of a second that he thought Eggsy was nothing. That he was trash the alpha couldn't wait to have thrown out of his pristine little world.

Plenty of people had looked at him like that since he was a boy, he'd become as desensitized to it as much as a person could be while still having emotions and feelings like everyone else. So it was nothing new, but it said a hell of a lot about the man in charge of this pack.

And in a choice between that fucker heading Kingsman or Harry…well Eggsy was thinking now that whatever he could do to help Harry put that bastard in his place, under Harry's boot…well he'd be glad to do it.

Of course what Harry apparently needed most from him was a heir, and the thought of that and all it would entail made Eggsy more than a little woozy…a lot woozy actually.

Better to think about all the sex Harry was going to give him in two days, Eggsy decided. That was way more fun to think about. Though now he was going to have to consider the fact that he had no way of knowing just what Harry had and hadn't heard him say. Some of the stuff wasn't anythin he was interested in them doin together, he'd just thrown it out there to be a little shit. And while he could cross out the sex he'd suggested he have with anyone else, or the whole threesome thing, Eggsy was still left with a number of possible positions he might find himself in in the very near future.

If he said no and meant it Harry would respect that though. Or at least he believed that to be the case. Plus it would be the height of stupidity for Harry to try and make him do somethin he didn't want to do when they were basically stuck together at this point. And hell, this was Harry he was thinkin about, the man was probably more vanilla than any lover he'd had in recent memory. And Harry was half wolf, too, so it stood to reason that that half of him at least wouldn't be interested in anythin kinky or really out there and just want him on his hands and knees. Right?

"Of course Merlin might help him plot against me after the images I just put in their heads." Looking down at J.B. for confirmation, Eggsy sighed at the ugly cute face that just watched him with an almost befuddled expression. "Yeah, I don't know why I get me self into these situations neither. It seemed like a real laugh at the time?"

J.B. did not look terribly swayed by that argument.

"Whose side are you on, anyway?"

No response.

"Man's best friend, my arse."

And well aware of how ridiculous he was being Eggsy rolled his eyes at the both of them and continued on his way back to the barracks so to speak, letting himself in and walking straight over to take a seat beside Roxy on her bed. Looking for a distraction he asked her how'd she'd done on the test since that seemed as good a topic as any to take his mind off his present predicament. He could feel the others looking at them, but he ignored them from long practice.

"Aced it of course." Was her loud enough for ever one else to hear, than in a much lower voice she asked if Harry was awake. Merlin hadn't explained why he'd come to fetch Eggsy directly after the testing was over, but it only made sense that she'd guess the reason.

"Of course you did." Eggsy smiled back at her before subvocalizing the fact that yes, Harry was awake. It was hard to do, talking in your throat, but he was getting the hang of it.

Giving him a wide smile of congratulations Roxy reached over to stroke J.B.'s head as she very quietly asked what the plan was now that Harry was awake. The bracelet ruse could only go on for so long, especially since it went without saying that Harry had to want to claim Eggsy as soon as possible and vice versa, though she left that part unsaid for the moment.

"Don't know. The alpha was due to arrive, so I didn't have long with him." And seeing the look that crossed his friend's face Eggsy asked her why she looked worried by that fact.

"Did he get close to you? Arthur."

"We passed each other in the hall, why?"

Another troubled look. "Eggsy…you look like you've been thoroughly kissed and your hair is a mess. I can smell Harry on you. He would have too."

Outloud so that everyone heard him just fine, Eggsy used the F word with a great deal of heat behind it.