Quentin lifts the crop and runs the tongue of it down the stripe on his throat. At no point has he made a point to conceal it in this game, but it seems important now. There's a power dynamic here and they both know it. That is, he has all the power, and Eggsy has all the position.
And, well, he's pretty sure he's got Eggsy's number right now.
He steps in closer, deftly turning the switch over so he has the handle up. He rubs it, gently for now, right at the edge of Eggsy's nipple. That indulgent smile turns just a little wicked. He leans in toward Eggsy's ear.
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Quentin lifts the crop and runs the tongue of it down the stripe on his throat. At no point has he made a point to conceal it in this game, but it seems important now. There's a power dynamic here and they both know it. That is, he has all the power, and Eggsy has all the position.
And, well, he's pretty sure he's got Eggsy's number right now.
He steps in closer, deftly turning the switch over so he has the handle up. He rubs it, gently for now, right at the edge of Eggsy's nipple. That indulgent smile turns just a little wicked. He leans in toward Eggsy's ear.
"Maybe when you're done."