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In Love With Your Body

Harry's planned meeting with the current head of their pack, well Eggsy had made it quite clear that he wasn't thrilled about it. On numerous levels. Especially since not only could he not go along to act as backup if Harry needed it, but he also couldn't try and make Harry not go because that would shove him into Harry's shit books so fast Eggsy was pretty sure he'd get whiplash. And Harry would still go. Had to go, according to his Uncle Taron, who had made a point of telling Eggsy that in case he wasn't smart enough to realize it all on his own. Which he had been, thank ya very much. Didn't mean he had to like it.

Ergo there was quite a bit of irony when, during Eggsy's training session with his Uncle Will, Uncle Taron walked away to answer a phone call and then came back with the announcement that they were going to Paris that afternoon. Why?

Vasic was in Paris. And wanted to meet Eggsy. Today.

Harry did not like that idea. He did not like that idea at ALL.

Eggsy...Eggsy was conflicted. He didn't like the idea of being that far away from Harry while his man was having his chat with King, and he did have enough self-preservation instincts to know that if he did meet Vasic-well the man was one of the most dangerous, lethal, and potentially insane werewolves out there to hear people talk. So not really someone you wanted to meet, usually.

On the other hand...Eggsy was really curious to meet his uncle's ex and see for himself what all the fuss was about. Plus if the crazy bastard actually liked him, well maybe that would up the odds Eggsy would survive the month and the whole Alpha challenge thing. If Vasic was as feared as everyone made out, well then King wouldn't want ta piss him off by offing Eggsy, now would he?

Plus Uncle Taron wouldn't have okay'd the visit if he didn't think it was a good idea...

"You're introducing him to Vasic."

Fuck. The way Uncle Will said it, it was like Uncle Taron was sending Eggsy off on a suicide mission. He looked that fucking grim.

"He'll love Eggsy."

"Taron." Harry began, obviously trying and failing to find a diplomatic way of saying that he was with William on this one.

"He will."

"And what are you going to do if he likes him too much?"

Wait. Wot? Did Uncle Will mean what Eggsy thought he meant?

"If he puts one finger on him I'll-"

Harry was cut off by Taron, who was laughing as he stated that Harry didn't need to worry. Vasic wouldn't hit on Eggsy. He'd even warn his ex off the idea, if it would make Harry feel better.

"It would, thank you."

"I ain't a maternal though."

"That wouldn't matter to Vasic." Uncle Taron stated bluntly. "It actually makes you more appealing, come to think of it. Oh fuck...maybe I will have to warn him off you. Fuck! And I owe him a favor right now, not the other way around. He could try and call it in."

Face scrunching up in agitation and very obvious worry, Uncle Taron apparently really didn't like where his thoughts were going while Harry went a touch pale and Uncle Will looked like he had a lot to say and was struggling very hard not to say it.

"No. If I tell him you're essentially my pup he'll leave you alone." Taron stated firmly. Though the way he said it...it was more like he was trying to reassure himself of that then them. "I mean it would be like-I'll call him back and talk to him. You all go back to your training. It will be fine. You'll see."

And so saying Uncle Taron pulled out his phone and walked away, his scent giving away his nerves and agitation like big, neon signs. He also walked far enough away and was talking low enough that none of them could hear what was being said, which hadn't been the case before. Hell, Uncle Taron was even standing with his back to them, so they couldn't try to read his lips. That could not bode well for Eggsy.

There was definite agitation in Harry's voice as he moved to stand in front of Eggsy, drawing his attention back to him automatically. And even if he wasn't totally in tune with his man Harry fingernails dug in harder then was necessary as he squeezed Eggsy's shoulder and started on his list of instructions.

"Eggsy. Don't go anywhere alone with Vasic or any member of his pack. Most of them are as-well fucking insane as Vasic is. And get Taron to take Addison with you. He and Vasic don't get along, but that will be to your advantage. It will distract him from focusing completely on you. Also make sure that wherever you're meeting him, it's in a crowded, public place. And-FUCK! Can you get me out of my meeting with your father so I can go with them?" Harry demanded to know, his gaze switching over to William.

Uncle Will shook his head. "Not a good enough excuse."

"There has to be some way."

"Good luck thinking of one."

As much as Eggsy didn't want Harry to go to the meeting with King he also didn't want Harry to get into trouble for not going. He'd spent part of his morning burying a body, after all. A body King had had sent to him as a message to toe the line and stay out of his way. Or else. Ergo, he had no choice but to try and make Harry feel better about this whole him meeting Vasic thing.

Now he just had to be the better man and not point out that Harry was now in the position he'd put Eggsy in, refusing to let him tag along for Harry's meeting with King.

But he was being the better man and so Eggsy placed one of his hands on top of Harry's and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "He used ta shag Uncle Taron. Hittin on me would be downright incestuous. Plus I'm yours, Harry. He'll be able ta smell that, right?"

"You're assuming he'd care about either of those things." Was Uncle Will's opinion, continuing to be the ultimate downer in this whole conversation.

Opening his mouth to argue, a thought struck Eggsy that had him paling a little.

"Uncle Taron and I look just alike. Like twins." And who didn't want to say they went to bed with twins?

Harry snarled in true wolf fashion. Which Eggsy would have found sexy as fuck under other circumstances. Not so much at the moment.

Again Uncle Taron called out that it would be fine. While still keeping his back to them.

Heaving a sigh, Uncle Will pinched the bridge of his nose for a moment and then stated the obvious. "There's nothing either of you can do. Eggsy, let's get back to your training. You need it now more than ever."

Eggsy couldn't help but agree...while also wondering if the wild wolf they'd just buried wouldn't be the only dead wolf requiring a funeral today.

Thinking along those lines, Eggsy asked his Uncle Will if he'd ever sparred against Vasic.

"Vasic doesn't spar. And no, we've never fought each other."

"Right. You're either fuckable or prey." Normally Eggsy preferred to think of himself as very fuckable-not so much at the moment. A bit of mauling before Uncle Taron stopped him was the better option, really.

"We're getting you a taser."

Eggsy considered Harry's statement, and then nodded in complete and total agreement. "Deal."

)

It was a couple hours after Taron had dropped his far from little Vasic bomb on them and Harry was becoming more and more agitated rather than resigned to it. In fact, he might actually have a panic attack, which was not something he'd ever experienced and would have been quite happy to go through life never having experienced. And yes, he'd known that Eggsy would have to meet Vasic at some point, that was just a given provided they all lived to see the day, but he'd thought that meeting would be a little farther in the future. Like months, at least. And he most definitely had NOT entertained the thought that Vasic might take a sexual interest in Eggsy until William had oh so thoughtfully put that idea into his head.

Where it now resided and refused to leave.

Fuck

Because William and Taron were absolutely right in thinking that Vasic was very likely to at least consider dominating Eggsy right into his bed, Harry didn't doubt it for a moment now.

Rape...no. Of all the many, many, MANY transgressions and crimes attributed to Vasic-including forms of torture most sadists wouldn't consider humane-Harry had never heard it suggested that the Russian psycho had forced himself on someone. Taron wouldn't associate with the bastard if he was, and would have mostly likely found a way to kill him. There was some small comfort in that. Very small.

The problem was Vasic's incredible dominance. Their kind and regular humans instinctually submitted to Vasic when in his presence, obeying him without question. He was just that powerful and dominant. Harry had heard stories of Vasic humiliating other Alphas and high-ranking dominants by overpowering their wolves so completely with his dominance and words that they'd turned into whimper, neck baring, Vasic's to command submissives-in the human sense-without the Russian even having to lay a hand on them.

Eggsy looked just like Taron. A younger, more malleable Taron. And Taron, to the best of Harry's knowledge, was the only wolf currently living that Vasic showed anything resembling human emotion for. Taron was literally the only weakness the Russian was known to have-and didn't actually have because Taron refused to mate with him. Had been refusing to be more than friends with benefits for decades. And now he was going to be presented with an alluring alternative who also would very much benefit from Vasic's protection right about now. A fact Vasic was sure to be aware of and would exploit if it suited him.

As stomach turning as it was...Harry knew Vasic could protect Eggsy better than he could in this instance. Harry answered to Kingsman and King. Vasic answered to no one and killed people who thought otherwise.

"I could hear ya worryin all the way from the other room." Eggsy stated as he walked into his bedroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and another slung around his shoulders. He'd gone to shower off the blood and sweat from his training session with William, and hadn't bothered to dry off much before coming back.

Not that Harry was complaining. A wet and mostly naked Eggsy was one of his favorite sights to see. Or that was usually the case. Not even his lover's innate sexiness could distract him from his worrying, which was just wrong.

"Careful, Luv. You're liable ta give yourself an ulcer or somethin." Sauntering over like he hadn't a care in the world Eggsy winked at Harry. "It will be fine. Promise."

"Funny. I distinctly remember you freaking out quite a lot earlier. And demonstrating it by how distracted you were during your bouts with William."

"Ouch. That hurt."

He should not find Eggsy over the top wincing as cute as he did.

"You need to take this seriously."

"And I will. Swear down." Eggsy even crossed his heart for emphasis. "I took the taser, remember? Uncle Addy even upped it to illegal voltage."

Harry just crossed his arms and did his best to silently convey how un-reassured he was.

Rather than be intimidated Eggsy just leered at him. "Ow about instead of freaking you come kiss all my cuts and bruises better? I got lots today, like ya said."

Unfortunately, that was very true. Which just meant Eggsy was even less physically up to defeating Vasic-scratch that. Even at peak efficiency Eggsy wouldn't stand a chance against Vasic. Dammit.

Making a sound of amusement Eggsy opened his arms and then enclosed Harry in them, pulling Harry against his chest into a big bear hug, complete with Eggsy nuzzling his face against Harry's neck while running his hands reassuringly up and down Harry's back.

Nuzzling his face against Eggsy's neck in turn, breathing in his scent, a thought occurred to Harry. A thought that had never seriously entered his mind before outside of dreams and what ifs. But in this case...

Not giving himself time to rethink the request Harry breathed his desire against the damp skin his lips brushed against as he deliberately lowered his head further.

Lightly pressing his lips in the junction between Eggsy's neck and shoulder Harry pulled the towel out of the way and let it drop to the floor. "May I mark you here?"

A harsh intake of breath. A sudden alert stillness as Eggsy absorbed not only the request, but the meaning behind it.

"You said..." A moment's pause. "Cause of Vasic?"

He could lie, but he wouldn't. Not about this. "Yes."

"Oh."

"We've only started courting, it wouldn't be appropriate. Normally. But I want him to know that you're-that I consider you mine. Currently."

Could he sound more awkward and ridiculous? Burying his face against Eggsy's neck and not looking up again until his spine snapped from the painful position sounded good to Harry right about now. Especially since he really had no right to ask this of Eggsy when he'd already made it clear that Eggsy wasn't going to be able to do the same any time soon. Or at least not in theory. The way things were going Harry had a feeling that that might be wishful thinking on his part. Not that he didn't-it was just that-damn.

It was complicated. His feelings were very, very complicated where Eggsy was concerned.

"Ya can. Mark me there, if ya want."

The words were spoken so softly, Harry only heard them clearly because of his enhanced hearing.

Lifting his head automatically, Harry leaned back to better see Eggsy's face. Then wished he hadn't because Eggsy's cheeks were red and the younger man wasn't meeting Harry's gaze. He looked so adorable and yet so oddly fuckable that Harry couldn't stand it.

Fuck it.

Lowering his head once more Harry angled his head and then very not carefully went about sucking up the first bruise on Eggsy's skin. He'd have to really work at it to make the bruising bad enough that the marks would last for several hours, since he didn't know how long Eggsy would be in Vasic's company. And because...because he wanted this. Wanted people to see. To know.

And Eggsy certainly didn't seem to mind. Harry couldn't help but growl his approval when he felt Eggsy's fingers threading into his hair, tugging on the strands in encouragement. Between that and the fact that he could also smell his lover's desire...well it just made him that much more determined as he started the next one.

"Fuck, Harry. Am I gonna look like a leopard shifter?"

Lips curving into a smile against Eggsy's skin, Harry thought that that sounded like a damn fine idea to him. He'd mark Eggsy up to the full extent of his abilities.

He had a feeling Eggsy wouldn't complain.

And he was right.

)

A couple hours later...

Eggsy had been to Paris before, but the visits were usually brief and he never got to see much before it was time to head back across the pond. He knew a few words and phrases in the language, but usually the French took a dim view on his attempts to communicate with them in their own language. He often got comments about how he could barely speak his own language, in fact. Which did not endear the French to him one little bit. And don't even get him started on their driving skills. As in the fact that many of them had none. The food, particularly the bread, was good though. Plus there was cool shit to see, if you could afford to.

It came as no surprise Uncle Taron could parle français as well as a native, so that wasn't a problem, and they were meeting Vasic at a café on the outskirts of the city. Uncle Taron had hired a private car to get them there so driving with the other maniacs on the road was someone else's worry, though Eggsy couldn't help but think that if he'd been behind the wheel at least that would have distracted him from worrying about everything else. At least for a while.

But it was going to be a short meeting, Eggsy reminded himself. An hour, tops. Then it would be back across the pond and into Harry's waiting arms. Fingers crossed.

Uncle Addison hadn't come with them, much to Harry's chagrin. But at least the café they pulled up to was doing a brisk business and there was a lot of people milling around. Eggsy took a picture of it with his phone and sent it to Harry. Hopefully it would reassure his mate a little. According to said phone Harry had another hour almost before he had his meeting, so he should get it no problem.

Now just fingers crossed that Harry didn't find out that Eggsy had maybe, possibly, requested that Uncle Addy, Uncle Will AND Merlin all be in the vicinity of King's office when the meeting occurred and therefore would be on hand if Harry needed them.

A man could hope.