What made me go natural: ☆ European beauty standards ☆ Being told my natural hair wasn't pretty, but messy and nappy ☆ Being told I looked pretty with my hair straightened, but not natural ☆ Loved my curls and finally accepted them despite others
I mean, I totally get why everyone’s constantly putting the Eggsy one in compromising positions because he does have such wonderful expressions and those features, yum, I mean it’s just simply breath-taking to see his face twisted up in the midst of pleasure trying to contain himself and his heaving breaths as Harry trails down his bare side with gloved fingers and the sensation of leather on his heated skin and the constriction of the silken tie around his neck and the feeling of it over his eyes, heightening his senses and the sensation of fire and pleasure and Harry’s look of approval and small nods as Eggsy strains against his binds and tries so hard not to make noise even though his lips are cherry red and right flushed from biting down on them OK I GET IT BUT:
Eggsy who knows just where to touch Harry and all the right places to do all the right things to make Harry Hart, usually ever the collected gentleman, come undone and he’s cheeky, teasing, but he’s incredibly gentle and attentive and practically worships his body like imagine Harry making small heated gasps as Eggsy slowly works him open all the while pressing reverent kisses into his shoulder, his other hand stroking circles around the side of Harry’s hips. Then later when they’re lying there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the sheets still a bit sticky between them but they’re too involved in each other’s eyes in the dim light to bother about it. Harry’s cupping the side of Eggsy’s jaw and just staring up at that pair of beautiful green hazel eyes and on his part, Eggsy is slowly, gently stroking through Harry’s hair slowly, soothingly, fingers lingering a bit by the scar on the side of his temple and both of them wondering how they got so lucky and Harry opens his mouth a little, makes a small noise to begin voicing his thoughts but the words crumble away in his mouth because even at his slightest of movements, Eggsy, who is ever so attentive, immediately jerks his head up to look to Harry with a small, soft “Hmm?” and his eyes - oh his eyes - the depth of love and affection in his eyes makes his breath still and heart melt.
YESSSSS GIVE ME MORE BOTTOM HARRY GIVE ME CRAZILY LOVINGLY ATTENTIVE TOP EGGSY LIKE JUST GIVE ME HARTWIN IN ANY WAY TBH but more bottom harry yes please I’ll take 150 of it.
So, I met a new coworker today and we were talking about another guy who brings a duffel bag of food every day because he’s training for a triathalon or something and needs to eat a lot. I mentioned to a coworker that I lift weights and eating when I’m trying to build muscle is such a pain because its always way more food than I think it is, and she said “I was gonna say, you look like you know about that a bit. Look at those arms!”