[ Merlin's breath sucks in the slightest hitch through his nose when Eggsy's foot runs up his leg.
What is he going to do about it? Professionalism be damned, he'll chastise Eggsy about workplace ethics later.
Well, first things first, he's not going to let Eggsy continue to sit in his chair, not after telling him to get on up. He hoists Eggsy up, hands gripping underneath the young man's thighs, leaning the bulk of Eggsy's weight over his shoulder. Harder than it used to be, lifting a grown man up over his shoulder, but not as hard as it could be at his age. He'd doing pretty well, he has to think, all things considered. The chair is kicked out from underneath him, out of the way, before Merlin drops Eggsy back down onto the desk instead.
Were he a less considerate lover, he might have flipped Eggsy over right there, but as it is he leans over, lips brushing against Eggsy's ear, voice hardened and sharpened to a point. ]
On your stomach, Galahad. You asked me a question and I intend to answer it.
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What is he going to do about it? Professionalism be damned, he'll chastise Eggsy about workplace ethics later.
Well, first things first, he's not going to let Eggsy continue to sit in his chair, not after telling him to get on up. He hoists Eggsy up, hands gripping underneath the young man's thighs, leaning the bulk of Eggsy's weight over his shoulder. Harder than it used to be, lifting a grown man up over his shoulder, but not as hard as it could be at his age. He'd doing pretty well, he has to think, all things considered. The chair is kicked out from underneath him, out of the way, before Merlin drops Eggsy back down onto the desk instead.
Were he a less considerate lover, he might have flipped Eggsy over right there, but as it is he leans over, lips brushing against Eggsy's ear, voice hardened and sharpened to a point. ]
On your stomach, Galahad. You asked me a question and I intend to answer it.