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Both Sides Now

Kissing was something he'd gotten used to. Grown to love. Harry was quite sure that he could just kiss his mate for hours, if not for the fact that he knew all the wonderful things that these long, drugging kisses could lead to. Would lead to tonight, as he relaxed and just lost himself in the moment for once. And to prove it Harry pulled away a little to nuzzle and kiss Eggsy's neck, an affectionate, soft gesture that his dragon wasn't interested in but which he loved when Eggsy did it to him. He was basically using Eggsy's way of showing him affection as a template for this, figuring that as long as he stuck to that he wouldn't go too horribly wrong.

Rocking gently against his mate's lower half as Eggsy's hands stroked up and down Harry's back, Harry could literally feel it when Eggsy realized that Harry wasn't allowing his dragon into this at all. That he wasn't going to take over and was going to be, for the most part, willing to let Eggsy take the lead. To trust that Eggsy would accept no for an answer, and wouldn't be selfish in his pleasure.

The way Eggsy breathed out Harry's name like a pray had a pleasant shiver running down his spine, the way Eggsy's hands came up to cup his face, drawing his head up and over to kiss him so sweetly the perfect response in his opinion.

"Luv. How do you want this?"

Harry was fairly sure his cheeks at least pinked up a little when he said on his back.

He wanted to look into Eggsy's face. He needed to.

"Okay."

Putting up no resistance Harry let Eggsy roll them over so that he was on his back with Eggsy's full weight on him for a minute, before Eggsy shifted onto his knees more to take some of the weight off. Make him more comfortable.

In Harry's mind he could hear his dragon half grumbling a bit about being left out of this, but his dragon was no fool. Harry would even admit his other half was the smarter and more cunning, and therefore both sides of him knew why this was an important step to take to be whole.

More kissing and stroking followed, with Eggsy cautiously taking over there, feeling his way through this just like he was, Harry realized. So cautious. So careful. And he didn't need to be. They didn't need to be. Because they would never hurt each other here. The passion from earlier, he wanted that too. He didn't want Eggsy to think he needed kid gloves.

"Eggsy, more. I can take it."

Making a sound that might have been agreement, Eggsy shifted down and then grinned up the length of Harry's body before he turned his attention to placing kisses and licks over Harry's chest and stomach, licking and tracing every muscle that stretched and shook in reaction to his touch. A delicious torture that Harry allowed until he couldn't handle it anymore.

So he asked Eggsy to kiss him again and then put all that passion into the kiss, grinding up against Eggsy while holding his gaze, making sure that Eggsy saw no sign of his dragon there. That he knew that it was still just him and that he wanted this. And oh the Gods, how good did the grinding feel with only his silk bottoms between them, the material rubbing and sliding over his erection in time with his motions.

He could feel Eggsy's lips curl into a smile against his own, and then Eggsy was giving him what he wanted and it was…right. Eggsy weight on top of him, so present but not suffocating, his mate shifting a little to line their erections up so that they were both actively rubbing off on each other now.

Whimpering, Gods, he loved it when they fucked like this, Harry gave himself mental permission to slide his hands down to cup the truly excellent globes of his mate's arse, digging his nails in a little as Eggsy growled his pleasure as their bodies meant more roughly. The pleasure pain of the burn, combined with the silk…oh yes, under normal circumstances Harry would have been all for coming this way.

But he had a plan and a goal, and that involved the removal of said pajama bottoms and different positions for them to be in when they reached the reached climax.

"Eggsy…"

"Hmm?" The nip Eggsy gave his shoulder was much a tease as the look in his green eyes.

"Help me take the bottoms off? I want you to…to fuck me."

Well that got a reaction, Eggsy's eyes slitting between one heartbeat and the next, the growl he made this time not at all teasing as he abruptly slid off Harry's body before immediately reaching for the top of Harry's pajama bottoms to start pulling them down for him. A move Harry silently showed his support for by lifting up his hips and then bringing his knees up to quicken his disrobing.

"Do you want me to take off the robe?"

"No. Keep it on."

The way Eggsy actually licked his lips after saying it, the roughness of his voice, oh dear lord Harry wasn't sure he could last a respectable amount of time if his mate kept looking at him like this.

Especially since despite his obvious heightened arousal, which Harry could smell as well as see, Eggsy's muscles strained and were held in check as Eggsy moved back over him, settling between the legs Harry opened for him.

Eggsy ran his hands over Harry's thighs in a soothing gesture before shifting over for a minute to grab one of the pillows. A move Harry didn't understand until Eggsy was putting said pillow under him to support his lower back. Oh.

"Thank you."

Harry wasn't sure why that made Eggsy smile and his eyes crinkle up adorably, but he was adorable so Harry just smiled back.

And he smiled that much more when Eggsy's hands resumed their stroking of his outer and inner thighs, Harry making a sound of pleasure when those fingers slid further back, knowing what was to come. He loved this part as two fingers were rubbed over his hole, Eggsy checking its wetness and willingness to give. Harry thought that saying he was all but melting into the sheets would be an accurate description.

Damn, but he loved how Eggsy always, always checked to make sure he was ready for him before penetrating him even just with fingers.

And then he was riding those fingers, taking them deep inside him as Eggsy proved just how well his mate had learned to touch him deep inside since their first night together. Those calluses from all the gymnastics and parkour Eggsy had done and still did upon occasion. He could write odes to those calluses and what they felt like on his skin.

Naturally he automatically made a sound of displeasure when those talented fingers slipped out of him minutes later, Harry choosing to ignore the pleased laugh and masculine smugness on Eggsy's face in favor of canting his hips in a silent request for more.

He did want to come very soon.

"I've got ya, Treasure."

A quick kiss, and then Eggsy was lifting up Harry's legs so that they rested up higher on his sides, and then Eggsy reached between them to guide the erection Harry was also very fond of inside him, working his way in steadily until there was no more left to take.

And then Eggsy started thrusting, gentle at first but harder when Harry demanded it, wanting nothing held back as he thrusted up to meet his mate, growling his own approval when Eggsy shifted up on his knees to get better traction, fucking him thoroughly enough that Harry threw back his head and scratched at Eggsy back for purchase before dropping them aside to fist in the covers. He didn't want to risk drawing blood, and it was a distinct possibility, especially when he could feel his orgasm there, just out of reach.

"Eggsy. Please. Can't take much more."

"Easy, Luv. I've got you. Just keep your legs around me."

Tightening his lower body grip on his mate Harry reached down with his right hand to get himself off, Eggsy batting it away to do it himself, which explained his order to hold on. And he appreciated the order since between Eggsy's hand and the man's skill when it came to fucking his brains out Harry could feel his ability to do anything but feel drain away.

Climax hit.

God.

Eggsy just fucked him right through it too, desperation and need all but glowing in his eyes. It was so fucking sexy and hot, and Harry deliberately clamped his inner muscles down on Eggsy's erection to milk it for all its worth. And when his mate came, well he was gorgeous when he came.

And so gentle when he rolled them so that Eggsy was on his back now, cuddling Harry against his chest, which suited him just fine.

"The whole time…ya stayed with me. Just us." There was such wonder and pleasure in those words when Eggsy spoke next, his mate's fingers stroking through his hair.

"Just us." Harry agreed, nuzzling his cheek against Eggsy's chest.

Finally, his dragon half whispered inside his head.

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If Harry had thought that Eggsy was rather affectionate before, it was nothing in comparison to how it was after that night. His mate was a menace. And what's worse was he couldn't seem to make himself point out that Eggsy should tone down the public displays of affection because, quite frankly, he loved it. He loved the feel of Eggsy's hand on the small of his back as they walked side by side somewhere, and the kisses to his jaw and neck Eggsy snuck in whenever the imp thought he could get away with it. And then there was the locked office door during their 'lunch breaks' that more often than not ended with very quickly eaten sandwiches because the majority of the break had been spent doing other things. Things that certainly relaxed him after busy mornings, but were not appropriate midday behavior.

Breaks that Harry found particularly embarrassing, especially since their new personal assistant, Roxy's friend Amelia, was no one's fool. Though she just gave them 'awww, you're so cute together' looks most of the time.

How was this his life now, honestly?

Flipping through his emails on his phone to pass the time, Harry glanced over for a moment at the man beside him, smiling again over just how good Eggsy looked in a tux. It really was a pity that they had to spend the coming hours at a charity function instead of at home, where he could strip Eggsy out of it.

Not that the charity wasn't a worthwhile cause, it was, but the idea of barely edible food in weird, 'artistic' designs, crushing crowds, and gossip, gossip, gossip with a side order of backstabbing didn't appeal to him in the slightest. And while the majority of the guests would be human, it went without saying that there would be Kingsman dragons there as well. This event was aimed towards the crème de la crème of London society. And that way be dragons.

To pass the time until their car arrived at its destination, Harry asked Eggsy what he was reading on his Kindle.

"It's about Henry and his six wives." Eggsy looked over and smiled at him. "Was curious bout it all after the whole comparison thing, but I ain't had much time to do any readin bout it. It's interestin stuff."

"I always thought so."

"Yeah, though I'm still disagreeing with ya when it comes ta you being the Cleves chick. Henry dumped her cause she weren't good lookin enough for him, the fucker, and you're aces across the fucking board. I was right bout you bein the first wife."

"Thank you."

"And another thing, how fucked up is it, that things haven't changed so much since then? I mean the rich and powerful leader getting ta use all that ta force other people ta do what he wants and bang all these omegas who just have ta cause of who he is." Eggsy's face went all fierce and protective. "And I don't care who the fuck is in charge of our guild when our kids are adults, he ain't tellin them who they can mate or marry. And if he tries I'll fuckin shank him."

Hopelessly smitten with his mate, Harry leaned in to give him a kiss.

"I'm serious. I ain't gonna stand around and let my amazing sprogs be railroaded inta being with anyone who ain't their one. Swear down."

"We won't let that happen."

"Yeah."

Apparently their agreement called for more snogging to seal the deal, which lasted right up until they'd pulled up to the curb, their driver announcing that they'd arrived.

"Damn. Why are we here again?"

"Because while our own kind understands the…changes in my life recently, the human world, particularly the business one, does not. Poor Amelia has been fielding calls from the press and the curious for weeks now." And he was tired of reading her reports about them too. "So we're doing this so that she can concentrate on what was important. They aren't letting up, so coming here, where they can hound us to a limited degree, will hopefully result in their interest in me dying down."

"Hate ta break it ta ya, Luv, but you're better lookin than any member of the royal family. They ain't gonna lose their interest now that King ain't hiding ya away."

"He wasn't-"

"'Arry, you're smarter, younger, better lookin and a thousand fuckin times sexier than him or most of the blokes at this thing." Eggsy glanced out the windows for a moment. "And we have ta go out there, don't we?"

"Yes. Yes we do."

"Into the fray, then."

Opening the door Eggsy stepped out of the car, the flashes that went off not surprising Harry, since who wouldn't want to take pictures of his handsome mate. But Eggsy had been his bodyguard before this, and knew how to handle it as he ignored the crowds and turned to offer Harry his hand with a charming, 'we're in this together' grin.

Taking the hand offered him Harry got out of the car, ignoring the flash of cameras that went off all over again. Most probably had no idea who he was, but he was invited and they weren't about to risk not getting a shot of him or Eggsy on the off chance that they proved to be important or did something later that a picture for reference was needed.

Smiling over at Eggsy as his mate tucked his arm into his, Harry walked down the carpet laid out before them like they owned the place. Ahead of them were two other couples and three people on their own he didn't recognize, but that wasn't surprising. The longer they'd been together the more Chester had curtailed events he was allowed to attend with him.

Not so much when it came to parties and events dominated by their kind, but humans tended to see his relationship with his former mate a different, more worrisome way. Perhaps the right way.

Now that he was out of the 'relationship', Harry was seeing a lot of things differently.

But he kept those thoughts to himself and a small smile on his face as they walked, grateful that the majority of the press outside were more interested in the dresses and arm candy of the rich men around them than they were him or Eggsy.

Once inside they got in line to show their invitation and get their seat number, Eggsy in full bodyguard mode the entire time. Harry didn't call it on him since he appreciated the thought, and it kept Eggsy occupied and not holding his hand or nuzzling him in public.

"Mr. Hart, thank you so much for coming." A beaming smile in his direction once they'd made it to the top of the line. "You and Mr. Unwin are at table nineteen. Enjoy your evening."

"Thank you."

Walking into the ballroom that was already pretty full with people, Harry scanned the room for people he knew, spotting a few before zooming in on Merlin, looking very uncomfortable in a tux. The man always had hated formal wear. Give the man a jumper and loose trousers whenever possible.

The woman with her arm through Merlin's was a surprise, though.

"Eggsy. Look who's here." Harry nodded in the direction he wanted Eggsy to look.

"Is that Serena? What the hell is she doing here?"

"Let's find out, shall we?"

Together they made their way the short distance over, Merlin and Serena moving to meet them halfway.

"Eggsy. Harry." Letting go of Merlin's arm Serena came over on another set stiletto heels to kiss both of Eggsy's cheeks and then Harry's before stepping back to smile at them. "I'm so happy to see you. This night just got a whole lot better."

"I second that. Though wot are you doing here?"

Serena rolled her eyes in true French style. "Rachel called me up and asked me to accompany Merlin in her place so that some trollop named Melanie doesn't put the moves on him in her absence. Really this is just them playing matchmaker, badly, because I'm betting Roxy's brother is going to be here tonight." Another eye roll.

"Now, Lass, didn't Melanie come right for me as soon as we came in?"

"And you want me to believe that neither your wife nor daughter could come here tonight. Or that you're not perfectly capable of fending her off yourself." Serena glanced back at Merlin to give him a dark look before once again turning her attention back to them. "Luckily for them, I realize that this is an excellent business opportunity. And I'm more than capable of fending off one pesky little dragon if need be."

Eggsy, naturally, snickered over Percival being called a pesky little dragon, while Harry allowed himself a small smile.

"He really is a good bloke, Rena."

"So EVERYONE has been telling me."