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Eggsy:

[Eggsy wraps his arms around Bones' shoulders, loosely holding him close. There's not much he can do without anything to leverage himself against, so he settles for running his hands across as much skin as he can reach.]

Ain't spoiled.

[He pouts, briefly, then leans in to kiss Bone's again, a deeper, lingering kiss before pulling back again. Eggsy was totally spoiled and he knew it, he just liked the banter between them.]

I can hold my breath a while, Leonard. Don't know if I've told ya that.

[Eggsy was thinking they could make out a bit, and then he'd attempt an underwater blowjob. He knew he wouldn't be able to do it for long, but he wanted to try.]

Leonard:

[ He returns the kiss with a contemplative hum, the sound rumbling deep from the back of his throat. He doesn't sound too convinced by the assertion, but he lets it slide all the same, knowing that he can get the younger man back with a little ribbing.

He flashes Eggsy an incredulous look and gruffs, ]

You're not supposed to be holdin' your breath when we kiss, kid.

[Eggsy rolls his eyes, presses a kiss to the corner of Bones' mouth, and then unhooks his legs, pushing himself back.]

Ain't what I meant and ya know it.

[He slips his hands down Bone's chest, below the water to his hook a finger on the band of his swimming trunks.]

But before I try, let's just get things goin', yeah?

[ His skeptical expression falls into a surly one, when the younger man says he can see straight through it. He was never all that good at playing dumb, even when it was just for a tease. But that doesn't mean he won't get disgruntled about it.

Even when he feels that finger tug at the waistband of his shorts, he's still frowning. ]

This is a bad idea. [ He always says that. ] You're gonna make a fool of yourself.

Maybe not, yeah? Could impress ya or somethin'.

[Eggsy wanted to try, at least, since he'd thought of it. He would never know if he could do it, or if it worked well if he didn't give it a shot.]

Unless you're uncomfortable with me don' this here, doin' this for ya.

[He slips his hand into Leonard's shorts, fingertips brushing against his cock, leaning in to mouth at Bone's collar bone.]

[ Leonard huffs a disbelieving sound. If the man could hold his breath long enough to get some arousal out of him, if he was coordinated enough, maybe he'd be able to faze him.

He still thinks it sounds like a bad idea, though. Holding your breath and trying to blow someone. ]

The only thing I'm uncomfortable with is you tryin' to do too much— [ The last syllable drifts off into a moan. A low one, one that he sighs into Eggsy's ear when he feels his fingers and mouth on him. He returns the favor by wrapping an arm back around him and lowering his hand down to the curve of his ass. ]

You sure you could handle it?

[Eggsy, though he wasn't going to mention it right then, totally planned to get his mouth on Leonard's cock, give it a few go's and then let his hand take over. At least, that was the plan he was running with right now, but before any of that, he at least wanted the guy to be turned on.]

I dunno. It's a lot to handle, but I'll try.

[His fingers curl, stroking his cock easily, aided by the water, his other hand slipping down to tug Leonard's swim shorts down just enough.]

Like it when you get handsy, bruv.

[He kisses down Bones' chest, stopping to drag his teeth across his nipple.]

[ He almost snorts at the man's response. He could have, if Eggsy's hand wasn't wrapped so expertly around his length, pumping it through the resistance of the water. The sensation sends a ripple down his spine, his fingers cusping even further against Eggsy's rear, to keep him close. To keep himself from falling apart when those lips start to work their way down his chest. ]

Shit. [ He mutters, his drawl unabashedly aroused. ] I like it when you do that.

[ So, in return, he slides his up and under the younger man's trunks, kneading and trailing against whatever bare flesh he could grasp. ]

[Eggsy hums, arching his back, enjoying the hands currently massaging and feeling him up under his swimming trunks.]

If I'd known we'd be foolin' around, I'd have locked the door.

[But the last time they'd started to mess around, it'd been in public, so Eggsy kind of likes it now. Suits the situation.]

Don't think I mind, really.

[With a bit of reluctance, Eggsy slips a hand under Bones' elbow and pushes himself down, causing those delightful hands to slip upward and off his arse.] Gonna give it two tries, yeah? [He curls his fingers firmly around Leonard's cock, and bends the man's other arm across his chest, linking their hands together sideways.] Pull me up if I tug.

[And then he takes a deep breath, dropping beneath the water, exhaling as he tries to get the cock in his hand close to his mouth.]

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Eggsy:

[Eggsy drags his hands back up, pushing Arthur back by the shoulders. There were a hundred things he wanted to do with Arthur, to do to him and have him do to Eggsy, but what he wanted was very specific.]

On your knees.

[Briefly, he leans in and kisses Arthur, firm and chaste.]

Arthur:

[Just the kind of kiss to make Arthur want more, kissing back before reluctantly breaking the kiss to sink back down to his knees. He suspected Eggsy had different thoughts for his mouth, and licked his lips deliberately.]

Yes~?

[The taste of the red velvet chocolates still lingers on his tongue, his breath catching in his throat as Arthur lowers himself down, tongue dragging across his lips.]

I'd rather you was usin' your mouth for other things besides talkin', yeah?

[And then he'd return the favor.]

[Oh, he could do that. Arthur smirked as he reached up to undo Eggsy's pants, working them down just enough to give him room to work as he freed the other man's cock. He pressed a kiss to the tip before starting to lick and suck his way to the base.]

Eggsy was one of those people that enjoyed a blow job, not just receiving but giving one. It made him feel powerful to be on either side of something like this, to be in control and giving the control to someone else all at the same time. He's so into it that he doesn't even realize that the soft moans are coming from him, that his fingers have carded through Arthur's hair, curling firmly but gently.

The hand in his hair made Arthur echo Eggsy's moan, his eyes sliding shut. When he actually had a partner he liked, Arthur liked giving head, driving them made with just his mouth and hands. Pressing a kiss to the base of the younger man's cock, he moved back to the tip and wrapped his lips around it, eyes opening to flick up to Eggsy's face. Daring him.

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Eggsy:

[Harry had accused him once of not taking responsibility for all the things that have gone wrong in his life, for making excuses, and Eggsy's spent almost a year here learning and fucking up. It's taught him something important. Dean might have been a factor, but he'd let him make him stop. Eggsy had to own up to that.]

I let the things goin' on 'round me influence me too much. Shouldn't've stopped considerin' how much I enjoyed it.

[He'd had his mum and sis, parkour, too, after that, and his mates. Then Kingsman, briefly. His life had its good moments.]

Blue, yeah? Like his skin is blue? [Eggsy's brow furrows, head canting off to the side, curious.] I met a woman here before, she was made of plants. Somethin' like that maybe?

Where you from then, if he's German and you ain't?

[He's mostly sure it's somewhere in the states, but he's not one hundred percent on that.]

Rogue:

[His answer hits very close to home, and she nods, empathy rooted in her green eyes. It takes a pair to own up and admit to those sorts of failures too, and she respects him more because of it.]

Ah know how that feels sugah. Who's keepin' you from startin' back up again here?

[He's been here for so long, Rogue has to wonder just how settled in the younger man was after a year. She herself already has itches of finding something more to do here besides what the Maeve dictate and game.

The reaction to Kurt's description surprises her slightly, and she pulls back to peer at him with her own curiosity, a slight smile tugging at her lips.]

His skin's blue, and he's a little furry, short-cropped and soft. Mutations manifest differently in every mutant. [There's a fondness even in the description, and she merely shrugs at the expected question.] His biological mother abandoned him when he was a baby, and she picked me up when ah was a teen runnin' away from my own mess down in Mississippi. That's where ah'm from. It's all a long, crazy story.

[Clearly she expects him not to believe her, so why even start down that road right now?]

Hopefully all my yammerin' ain't ruinin' our dance.

Myself, I guess.

[Honestly, he was a little afraid to completely give over to this place, to let it win, if that's what one could call it. He hadn't wanted to be here, but there were people that he's met that make it hard to want to go home. People he doesn't want to ever leave.]

Don't know how to just let this place be my life, yeah?

[Eggsy shrugs, eyes lighting up with the way Rogue explains her brother, the love there that Eggsy understands.]

I wish I could've met him. [Not just to see his blue skin and hair, but to know the man that she obviously cared so much for.]

It ain't. Dancin' is good and I'm really in the mood for it, but I want to get to know you more.

Just 'cause you find somethin' here for yourself don't mean you want to be here. Just means you're survivin' best you can.

[She's sure of herself in that, and she hums softly before taking the lead briefly to dip him back playfully, as if to show him that fun doesn't change the status quo.]

An' ah say doin' what makes you stronger inside an' out gets you closer to findin' a way out.

[Having been uncertain of his reaction to describing her blue, devilish brother, Rogue relaxes on the subject, smiling to honor Kurt's life rather than wallow in his death. It's what he would have wanted.]

Ah wish you could've too. He could beat anyone in a race. [Even when he didn't 'cheat' with his powers. Her tone carries a slight challenge to it.

His next words warm her, sweet as they feel and sound in his accent. They must sound a strange pair to anyone eavesdropping. This thought widens her smile.]

You're mother raised you right sugah.

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[In many ways, Alex feels the same, as though it's their first time all over again, only now he won't be so embarrassingly awkward as he had been then. It's as if the universe had looked at them and decided they deserved this second chance, an idea he'd have dismissed so easily before he met Danny or in the early days of their relationship. But not so much now. Maybe they really were soul mates, maybe fate really did want them to be together. All things he'd never believed in before, but maybe it was true. Even if it wasn't, Danny was most certainly the one person for him. As he looks at him now, watches him brush dark hair from his eyes, takes in how he moves, the sound of his voice (Danny still liked to talk, he'd proven that when they sat before the fire earlier, Alex still enjoyed it) and he wonders how he could've ever thought any different.

When Danny goes for the bag, Alex doesn't even need to guess what it is he's getting. This is not some spur of the moment thing, Danny must have been considering it, maybe even planning it. And indeed the thought of him wanting it enough (or considering it) to think this far ahead was so... well, it made Alex's chest feel tight and warm.

Taking the condom, he tore open the package with some care before he paused to watch Danny finish undressing. He couldn't keep himself from raking his eyes over the other man's naked form now, appreciating him. He nodded at the words; yes, they'd do it together, just like everything else.

He groaned softly at the fingers on his cock, the tease of that touch, even arched up against it. But he also didn't let himself get lost in it (or his desire to touch Danny like that in return, he'd get to in time), instead concentrating on slipping the condom on. It made him remember how his hands shook the very first time he'd ever done it, how Danny had helped him. This time he felt much more self assured.

With that done, he brings his hand to Danny's, lacing their fingers together, his gaze moving up to meet Danny's eyes. His other hand settles on his hip.] I love you. [It felt good to say it, not at all awkward, just good. He wanted to say it often, more often than before, and it filled him with such warmth at the knowledge that he could now, he would be able to say it to Danny every morning and every night as they grew old together. This was his future now, sitting here before him, and he was free.

Of course that didn't stop him from blushing hard when he spoke again. He would have to work on that. He wanted to be able to say more.] I've been wanting you.

[He's almost antsy in the way he watches Alex put the condom on, focused too intently on it for it to be anything but unusual. Danny doesn't want what had happened to them to be a problem, to be anything that they would talk about or think about during times like this, but it's hard to shake, that feeling.

That somehow, no matter what the people here have told him, that he isn't clean, that he'll make Alex sick. He knows it's not true, he'd never had any symptoms, and he doesn't now, so he forgets it. Lets his body take over at the press of fingers against his own, a hand against his hip.]

I love you, too. Always.

[Danny slips his other hand behind him, between his legs, groaning softly as he presses two slicked fingers in all at once. He's impatient, not to hurry the sex along, but to be together again. He knows how much he can take, how fast he can go, and he rocks his hips as he pushes his fingers in and out, a third slipping in easily.]

I've never stopped wanting you, wanting this.

[His lower lip trembles and he lets his head fall back to hide his face. Danny doesn't want Alex to see how affected he is by everything, by how much he wants and needs to do this, that he's almost desperate for it. That he's so close to demanding that Alex flip him over and fuck him hard.]

Help me.

[He raises up on his knees, shuffling up just a bit further, thighs spread and already more prepped than he had the patience for.]

[Knowing what his former employers were capable of, Alex had had a moment of worry when they Danny had told him about what they'd done to him, but he'd also known that they were just as capable of using deception to induce fear or to make people accept the narrative they wanted. So he stopped worrying, this place didn't really have much reason to lie, not about that, not with what they were meant to be doing for the Maeve here.

So he, like Danny, isn't going to think about it now. It's easy enough to forget it, too, when the two of them are here like this, Danny saying he loves him. Always. Hearing it will probably never not fill him with the same love they've both just expressed aloud, it means more than he could ever have the words to convey.

Watching Danny above is like some wondrous thing, it always has been. Seeing him roll his hips like that while he opens himself up, Alex can't help but shiver, knowing that soon enough Danny will be moving just like that on his cock. His breath hitches, his whole body so warm, he remembers thinking how damn good this anticipation was before, at least after the first awkward attempts, but he knows from experience now that it's going to get better, and it's only going to be so good because it's with Danny.

He'd always been surprised by how much he wanted when he was with Danny before, even after eight months, but now... Now all that seemed like nothing compared to the need he had in this moment, especially with the awkwardness nearly forgotten. He wonders if his face gives it all away, too, with his flushed cheeks, parted lips and dark eyes that can't focus on anything but Danny. He isn't quite sure he wants that, is used to not being so obvious, but then again it's nice to not have to worry so much about trying to appear inscrutable.

When Danny tips his head back, though, Alex momentarily wonders if he's trying to hide something, but it's a fleeting thought that is too quickly overtaken by his near desperate need to have more, to have it right now.

His hand is still on Danny's hip, but Alex is quick to do as he's asked, moving it between them so he can slip his fingers around his cock, holding it up to make it easier for Danny to take him in. His hips even lift up slightly, too, before he forces himself to lie still. He lets out a slow, shaky breath, his gaze switching between his hand and Danny's face.]

[Danny's hand presses down on Alex's hip, keeping him still, keeping him steady.]

No, we're going at my pace, Alex. How I want, for now.

[He says it with more confidence than he feels, everything about being with Alex again breaking him open and causing him to shake. Danny enjoys Alex's enthusiasm. No matter how many times they have sex, it always feels like Alex is enjoying it just as much and that it never gets old to be with Danny. He just needs to go slow, to take his time, or it's going to be too much for him.

His lips part on a gasp as he sinks down onto Alex's cock, the stretch so good and the burn practically nonexistent. It was a sensation that he'd never tired of, one that he was much more selective of his partners for, and something that required him to be fully trusting of the other person or he didn't enjoy it as much.

It was that trust that helped his muscles relax, helped everything to go loose and it's what took this from just sex to something that meant more than that word alone, if that were even possible. It's what makes Danny realize that he'd forgiven Alex a long time ago, that he'd just been too stubborn to let Alex back into his bed, and too broken to want to let him back into his heart. He knew he wouldn't survive it again, if something happened and Alex was taken from him.

But none of that mattered anymore. Not now that he had Alex, that Alex was alive, and that they were together. On a deep breath, Danny's taken him in as far as he can go, his lower lip trembles, eyes closed tight.]

Alex.

[He reaches blindly for Alex's hand, wanting to twine their fingers together.]

[The order not to move, said not in so many words, and a hand that steadies him, is enough for Alex to keep still. Though he is surprised he can manage that, considering how desperate he is, There are so many different things they could do for and to each other, it still amazed him how narrow his horizons were all those months ago when they first met, first started this. And still none of them feel old, even the most oft used ones. Logic might say that after a while one could grow tired of certain things, but love continues to defy logic at every turn, he has found.

When Danny finally begins to take him inside, a loud gasp is pulled from Alex's lips, a sound that almost resembles a moan. It's something of a miracle he doesn't come right then and there, just from how amazingly good it feels to have to have Danny stretched around him like this, so open and laid bare, still trusting and wanting him even after everything. It's heady, being loved so much, it only serves to take him higher.

His grip on Danny's hip tightens as the younger man stops moving, the feel of him around Alex's cock is tight and warm so, so good. He takes his eyes off Danny only for as long as it takes to grab hold of his seeking hand, to slide their fingers together. That added contact, the intimacy, the familiarity of it, makes this all the better, the touch of their hands like a spark that goes through him. He holds on tightly, the urge to move his hips mounting.]

Danny-- I want-- [His breath is ragged, his voice shaking when he speaks. Desperation is enough to outweigh any embarrassment he might've felt in the moment, anything that could've stopped him from speaking. He isn't quite to begging yet, but he suspects he might be soon.] I need you to move. [He feels laid bare, as if there is nothing else but Danny and this. It's enough to keep him from caring about how he sounds.]

[It's enough and too much all at once. Alex is hardly ever vocal, but Danny knows why now, understands that it's born of self-preservation. They were listening, always listening, always there, and they aren't anymore. All the tension seeps from his body, and he lifts their joined hands, presses his mouth to the back of Alex's hand.]

I know it's a lot, that I'm asking too much, but, will you try to let go?

[Danny places Alex's hand on his hip, pushes his fingers in to urge him to grip there.]

I want to hear you and feel you and there's nobody around for miles. We're completely alone, it's just us.

[He knows he sounds desperate, needy, and he's probably asking for more than Alex can give him. Danny only wants him to know that they can be themselves here, forever, and together with nobody pulling them apart.

Lifting up on his knees, he raises up, groaning as Alex's cock slides out of him, and then he rolls his hips, hard, the air punched from his lungs as pushes back down on Alex's cock.]

Like this?

[He punctuates his words by repeating the motion, and again, keeping the movements steady even after his thighs start to stretch and pull from exertion. Alex's cock bumps his prostate, and he falls forward, hands on Alex's shoulders, thighs shaking.]

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