Eggsy looks back at the naked Submissives for a second. He's aware that neither he nor Jason is a Submissive, and for some reason that matters. What had he said about being discreet? Well, apparently that was rubbish, since he doesn't even want to be discreet right now, not anymore. He had not at all planned to shag this man.
At the moment, actually, it doesn't have to be Jason. It could be anyone. That's so much worse. He tries not to acknowledge that part of it, that part where it doesn't matter, where what he wants is just to be fucked where the whole world can see it.
He's going to hate this later, or try to forget about it, or some combination thereof.
"I s'pose I could too, but...last time somethin' like this happened to me, just gettin' it over with really helped," he says.
He turns fully to face Jason, entirely in his space, though not touching him again. He's thrumming with want, standing on an edge about to tip off it.
He forces half a smile, because that's what he always does, and says, "Don't gotta fight it, you know. I'm right here with you." They'd had the same stupid biscuits, after all.
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At the moment, actually, it doesn't have to be Jason. It could be anyone. That's so much worse. He tries not to acknowledge that part of it, that part where it doesn't matter, where what he wants is just to be fucked where the whole world can see it.
He's going to hate this later, or try to forget about it, or some combination thereof.
"I s'pose I could too, but...last time somethin' like this happened to me, just gettin' it over with really helped," he says.
He turns fully to face Jason, entirely in his space, though not touching him again. He's thrumming with want, standing on an edge about to tip off it.
He forces half a smile, because that's what he always does, and says, "Don't gotta fight it, you know. I'm right here with you." They'd had the same stupid biscuits, after all.