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“Be good for Grandma and Aunt Daisy,” Harry orders as he snaps Zachary into his car seat outside the restaurant. “We’ll pick you up after dinner tomorrow.”
“I be good,” Zachary promises. Harry kisses his forehead.
“Love you, baby.” Eggsy kisses him as well. “Thanks again, Mum.”
“You’re not getting any sort of wedding trip…this is the least I can do,” Michelle says. She barely pauses as she hugs Harry. “Congratulations.”
“Thank you, Michelle.”
She all but throws herself into Eggsy’s arms. “My baby, bonded. I prayed for this day.”
“Mum,” Eggsy gasps as she squeezes the oxygen from his lungs.
“Guess it’s too late for me to tell you two to behave yourselves?” She gives him a wink.
“I’d say so,” Harry says, smiling at her attempt at levity.
“Get my family home safe, Phil,” Eggsy says to the driver as Daisy and Michelle climb in the back seat.
“I will, sir. Congratulations to you both.” Phil gets behind the wheel and they wave as the car drives away.
They say their goodbyes to the rest of their friends before climbing into the back of another Kingsman cab. Harry waves as they drive away, but Eggsy can only stare at the ring on his finger. “Are you all right, darling?” Harry asks. He takes Eggsy’s hand and kisses it.
“Yeah, m’fine. I just…I’m still sorta thinking this is a dream.”
The whole day had been surreal. His mother crying after the ceremony, Zachary running around with Daisy, Roxy making a toast at their wedding lunch. But now the party’s over, their son is safely away with his grandmother, and they’re alone at last, heading back to their empty house.
“A good dream, I hope,” Harry says quietly.
“Definitely!” Eggsy exclaims. He squeezes Harry’s hand.
“Good.”
They don’t say much more on the way home, and Eggsy leans against the door with a sigh once Harry lets them in. “Been a long day. I was up pretty early…wanted everything to be just right.”
“Everything was perfect. It was a wonderful day,” Harry promises.
“No, not that…I wanted the house to be perfect. Wanted you to be happy when you came home.”
“I hope you’re joking, my boy.” Harry takes him in his arms. “This house is perfect because my omega and my son live here.”
“Your omega. I’m YOUR omega.” Eggsy smiles up at him. “Still can’t believe it.”
“Believe it.” Harry kisses him. “My omega.”
They kiss for a long moment, Eggsy still leaning against the door. “My alpha,” he whispers.
“You know, if you’re so tired you can go up and take a nap,” Harry suggests. “I can start cleaning up in the garden.”
“Harry Hart, are you suggesting I don’t have the stamina to go upstairs with you?” Eggsy asks. “Because I will seriously punch you if that’s what you’re suggesting.”
“I would never question your…stamina.” Harry starts to nose along Eggsy’s jaw. Eggsy moans and tilts his head to the side. “But I don’t want to wear you out.”
“PLEASE wear me out, Harry,” Eggsy begs and Harry chuckles.
“I must admit that a small part of my mind was counting the hours until now,” Harry says. “While that suit looks amazing on you, I’m thinking it will look just as good on our bedroom floor.”
“Harry! You filthy old man,” Eggsy says with a laugh. He holds out his hand. “Let’s go up and find out if that’s true.”
They go up the stairs hand in hand, enter the bedroom, and Harry closes the door. They stare at each other almost shyly for a moment. “I must admit I’m rather nervous,” Harry says finally. He looks down at his hands, which are shaking ever-so-slightly. “The last time we did this…I’m not that man anymore.”
“Harry.” Eggsy takes Harry’s hands and kisses them. “We’ve both changed so much since then…and I love you no matter what, want you no matter what.” He shrugs and gives Harry a tiny smile. “At least you brought me to a bed this time…appreciate that.”
“Brat.” Harry kisses Eggsy’s nose and then takes a step back. “Well, I suppose we should undress.”
“We should.” Eggsy reaches for Harry’s tie.
“Absolutely not, you ruffian.” He slaps Eggsy’s hands away. “If I leave this to you our beautiful wedding suits will end up on a pile on the floor.”
“Thought you WANTED my suit on the floor,” Eggsy pouts, but he removes his jacket and hangs it over the back of a chair.
“That was hypothetical, dearest.” Harry shakes his head and bends down to untie his shoes.
They make sure to carefully hang up each article of clothing, but Eggsy notices they’re both doing it at lightning speed. Suddenly they stand before each other in just their pants, staring at one another as if they’ve just met. “You’re not the only one that’s nervous,” Eggsy whispers. His hands slowly run up Harry’s chest. “That night was all in the heat of passion or whatever…what if I can’t live up to it?”
“Oh, my darling Eggsy, you don’t have to live up to anything.” Harry kisses him and Eggsy practically melts against him. Harry’s hands slide down to grab Eggsy’s arse and Eggsy groans, slick flowing from his body.
“Bloody hell, that was just a kiss, dunno if I’m gonna make it through this,” he whispers. He steps back and slowly removes his pants, eyes never leaving Harry’s face. Harry clears his throat and removes his as well, and then they’re naked. Eggsy’s gaze wanders down and he licks his lips as he looks at Harry’s large cock. “Does it sound ridiculous if I say that looks even better than I remember?”
Harry chuckles. “It does, but I will take the compliment with thanks.” His hands cradle Eggsy’s face as he kisses him.
“Can I?” Eggsy whispers. His fingers trail along the edge of Harry’s eyepatch. He’s seen him without it only once, and then very briefly. “Love you no matter what, Harry. You’re the most gorgeous thing I ever seen, and that scar? Only the living have scars, Harry…remember that. It’s a reminder of how much you fought to come back to me.”
“Well, when you put it THAT way.” Harry slowly removes the eyepatch and tosses it onto the nightstand.
Eggsy stands on tiptoe to kiss the marred skin. “My beautiful alpha,” he whispers.
Harry growls and all but throws him onto the bed. Eggsy laughs as he bounces. Harry crawls up over him. “You’re right…this is so much nicer than the sofa.”
“Don’t care where we do this.” Eggsy lets his head tip back, baring his neck to Harry. “As long as it ends with me being marked as your omega.”
“Eggsy…my beautiful blessed boy.” Harry holds himself up with his hands on either side of Eggsy’s head, looking at him for a long moment before gently kissing him again. Eggsy wraps his arms around him, pulling him down for kiss after kiss until Harry finally lowers his body to Eggsy’s. Eggsy spreads his legs and thrusts up with his hips. “You feel perfect,” Harry murmurs, kissing his way down the side of Eggsy’s neck.
“Fuck, Harry, so do you,” Eggsy gasps. His hands slide up and down Harry’s strong back, and one leg curls up to wrap around Harry’s waist. “Please, Harry.”
“What, darling? What do you want?” Harry nips at Eggsy’s scent gland before kissing his way across Eggsy’s chest.
“Want your hands, want your mouth, want everything.” Eggsy can’t help but whine as Harry’s lips and tongue find his nipple.
“You shall have everything.” Harry’s hands and lips are like magic, dancing across Eggsy’s body, barely touching where he thinks he wants them most before finding places he never knew were sensitive.
He fists his hands in Harry’s hair and gasps as Harry’s mouth hovers over his throbbing cock. “Yes…yes, Harry.”
“I’ve dreamt of this for months now,” Harry murmurs. “I remembered the taste of you…the velvet of your skin.”
Eggsy would laugh at the poetry spouting from Harry’s lips but then those lips are sliding down over his cock and he can think of nothing else. Slick drips from his body, the scent of it wafting up around them. Harry’s mouth moves down to his balls, lapping at them and sucking each one into his mouth. He’s never had an alpha pay this much attention to his body, and he’s soon whining and squirming with need. “Harry…you’re driving me fucking mental.”
“That was my intention, I confess.” Harry looks up and gives him a wicked grin. “I want this to be a night you never forget.”
“I think that’s a given,” Eggsy says, then sucks in a breath as Harry lifts his hips and flicks his tongue through the pile of slick on Eggsy’s thighs and arse. “Oh, fuck!”
“You taste so good…better than I remember.” Harry actually swipes his finger along Eggsy’s skin and sucks on it. “Perfect.”
“Harry,” Eggsy mumbles, turning his face away.
“Do not be embarrassed, darling…I love knowing that I affect you in such a manner.” Harry slides a finger inside and Eggsy forgets to breathe.
“Only one who ever has,” Eggsy manages. “Ain’t no one ever made me feel like this, Harry…it’s like you were made for me.”
“My thoughts exactly.”
Harry takes Eggsy in his mouth again while working his fingers inside. The squelching sound is embarrassing but Eggsy realizes finally that he just doesn’t care. His body is reacting to Harry, to his perfect alpha. He eventually grabs Harry by the hair and gently pulls him away. “Want to taste you…touch you.”
“”Oh, Eggsy,” Harry groans. He kisses his way back up Eggsy’s body and Eggsy eagerly reaches for his hard cock. “Christ,” Harry gasps, throwing his head back.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Eggsy murmurs, loving the way Harry feels in his hand. He takes his time, running his fingertips over each ridge and vein until Harry is actually thrusting into his hand. “Give me room to slide down and…”
“No, Eggsy.” Harry puts a hand on his hip and kisses him passionately. “Another time…I love the idea of your mouth on me, but I just…I need to be inside you.”
“Fuck, Harry, you can’t just SAY shit like that.” Eggsy tugs at Harry’s bottom lip with his teeth, earning a delicious growl from his alpha. “There’s…there’s lube in there,” Eggsy says finally. “Had it, uh, for when I took care of myself.”
“I don’t care why you have it, I’m just glad you do.” Harry reaches over and grabs the bottle. “You’re so deliciously wet, dearest, but I don’t want to take a chance on hurting you.”
“Harry…” Eggsy bites his bottom lip and looks up at him. “Know the way the whole mating thing goes…I present for you and then you bite me when you’re coming. But I…I really just want you like this.” He tugs at Harry’s shoulders until he’s over him once more. “Wanna see your face, look into your eyes up until you leave your mark. Izzat…Izzat all right?”
Harry gives him a slow, tender kiss. “Better than all right.”
When Harry finally pushes inside him it’s as if time absolutely stops. There’s a roaring in his ears, and all he can hear is his own breathing. He wraps his legs around Harry’s slender waist and digs his heels in, pulling Harry in as deep as he can go. It’s better than he remembers…more intense. He finally is able to focus on something, a whispering sounds. Harry is murmuring in his ear. He’s saying how good Eggsy feels, how he’s been waiting his entire life for his perfect omega.
“I love you so much, Harry,” Eggsy whispers. Harry adjusts his angle a bit and suddenly Eggsy’s seeing stars. “Fuck…fuck, Harry, please,” Eggsy begs, digging his fingernails into Harry’s back.
Harry growls and starts thrusting in hard and deep. “I’m not sure how much longer I can last, Eggsy. Touch yourself…let me see it…”
Eggsy moans and slips a hand between their bodies so he can fist his cock. Harry feels as if he’s splitting him in two, each push of his body shoving the air from Eggsy’s body. “Yes…oh fuck yes, Harry…” He can feel Harry’s knot start to swell, pushing at the rim of his hole, working to fill him with seed. “Harry!” Eggsy gasps and then he’s coming, thick ropes of white covering his hand and stomach. He comes and comes as if he’s never had sex before.
“That’s…” Harry growls and snarls, dipping his head to rut along Eggsy’s neck. Eggsy tilts his head as far as he can and bares his throat. Harry’s hands dig into Eggsy’s hips as he lifts him to meet each jarring thrust. “My omega,” he hisses before burying his face in Eggsy’s throat. Eggsy feels the knot catch, and then Harry’s pulsing inside him, grunting and shoving forward. At the last moment he bites down on Eggsy’s scent gland, causing him to cry out with pain. Harry moans into his skin as Eggsy shivers beneath him. Once Harry’s body has stopped shuddering with orgasm he pulls his teeth free and starts to lick at Eggsy’s skin. “Are you all right, Eggsy? Was it too painful? I wanted to be gentle but I couldn’t control myself.”
“No, Harry, it’s fine. I’M fine.” Eggsy weakly pets at Harry’s back.
Harry plants gentle kisses over the new bond mark and pulls back to look at him. His eyes widen and he gasps, “Dearest, you’re crying!”
“Wot? No I’m not!” Eggsy reaches up and touches his wet cheeks. “Oh, I am! I didn’t notice, Harry, swear down. Not crying because I’m hurt…guess it was just…intense.” Eggsy blushes and looks away.
“Eggsy,” Harry whispers, and Eggsy turns his head back. “I love you.” Harry kisses his forehead, his nose, each cheek, and then his lips. “So much. What I feel for you…the way my body aches for you…I’ve never felt anything like it.”
“I know,” Eggsy whispers. “I love you, my alpha.”
Harry sighs and slowly arranges himself over Eggsy, doing his best not to crush him with his weight. Eggsy doesn’t mind. He doesn’t think he’ll feel anything other than euphoria ever again.
********TWO YEARS LATER********
“Do you have your lunch?”
“Yes, Daddy!” Zachary holds up his Batman lunch bag.
“Do you have YOUR lunch, Papa?” Eggsy leans against the counter and winks at his mate.
“Yes, Daddy.” Harry slowly holds out the brown paper lunch sack.
“You like it, right, Papa? I drew on it for you…Batman and Robin! And Joker!”
“Yes, Zachary, of course I like it. I love it.” Harry squints at the scribbles.
“Make sure and show it to everyone,” Eggsy says as they start walking to the door.
“Yeah! Unkin and Twiss will be there, right?” Zachary refuses to call them Uncle Merlin and Tristan. They are still Unkin and Twiss.
“Uncle Merlin will,” Harry says. “But I do believe Tristan is away visiting his friend Ben.”
“Okay,” Zachary sighs. He slips on his knapsack and takes Harry’s hand.
“Have a good day at preschool.” Harry lifts Zachary up so Eggsy can kiss his cheek. “Thanks, Harry. You have a good day as well.”
“I will, darling.” Harry gives him a tender kiss and scents at his bond mark. “Keep your Kingsman glasses with you at all times and call me if you need anything.”
“Yes, Harry.”
“And no heavy lifting. You may fold the laundry and dust, but that’s it.”
“Yes, Harry.”
“If you leave this house I’ll know…Merlin has the camera feed going into my computer.”
“Yes, Harry, I know,” Eggsy says with an irritated sigh. Nothing like being a prisoner on your own home because your alpha is a possessive paranoid idiot.
“Be good,” Harry orders, kissing him again. He then kneels before Eggsy and places his cheek against the protruding stomach. “And you be good for Daddy, all right, my princess?”
“Papa, we’re gonna be late,” Zachary says sternly. “It’s my turn to hand out the morning snack!”
“See? Punctuality. Even the four year old gets it,” Eggsy says pointedly.
“Funny.” Harry gives him one more kiss and Zachary pulls him out the door.
Eggsy absently rubs a hand over his stomach as he heads back to the kitchen to clean up after breakfast. He’s been housebound for the last four weeks because Harry’s decided that at eight months pregnant he shouldn’t be going out alone. Well, he CAN go out alone, but if he does, Harry calls him every ten minutes and texts him every five, which makes getting anything done VERY difficult. Eggsy knows that Harry can’t truly control it, just as Eggsy couldn’t control redecorating the living room and kitchen during the third month of his pregnancy. It’s an alpha thing and Eggsy loves him for it…although he does get tired of Harry growling at anyone who gets too close.
Eggsy washes and dries the breakfast dishes, puts them away, and heads for the laundry. When he bends down to pull the clothes from the dryer something twitches in his back, but he simply stands up and takes a few deep breaths. He’s had these pains before and knows they’re not real. “Relax in there, little girl.” He pokes at his stomach. “You heard your Papa…behave.”
But two hours later their daughter-to-be is NOT behaving. She’s doing all sorts of things that make Eggsy very uncomfortable, including a few things that make him have to grab the back of a chair and gasp for breath as waves of pain roll over him. He pulls his Kingsman glasses from where they’re hooked on the collar of his short and slides them on…but he doesn’t call Harry. Merlin’s office and computer come into view.
“I’m quite busy, lad. If this is another request for ice cream, ye will have to speak with your mate.”
“Ain’t that kind of call, bruv.”
A new screen comes up on Merlin’s computer. Eggsy sees his own face, along with a list of vitals and a heart monitor. “Are ye all right?”
“Pain’s been pretty bad for a few hours…I think…I think I might wanna come in,” Eggsy says. “Can you call me a cab while I get my bag?”
“Of course. Will ye be all right getting in here, or should I call an agent to help you?”
“Fuck, no, Merlin. That would be embarrassing. Make sure Phil’s my driver…he can help me. And please, Merlin, for the love of God, do NOT tell Harry.”
“Eggsy…”
“Just until I’m in Medical, okay? Because you know he’ll go barreling through the place, running people over and growling at everyone. He even snarled at YOU the other day when you tied my shoe for me.”
“I thank the heavens above for my beta status,” Merlin mumbles. “Very well. But get your arse in here!”
“Yes, Merlin,” Eggsy says obediently. He makes his way to the hall closet, gets his bag, and slowly walks back and forth until the cab pulls up out front.
“Where is he?” Harry flies into the room and almost takes out two nurses along the way. “Eggsy. My God. Why didn’t you call me? I TOLD you to call me!” A nurse comes over to arrange Eggsy’s pillows and Harry actually snaps his teeth at her.
“Because of how you’re acting right now.” Eggsy actually fists his hand in Harry’s hair and pulls. “Calm down, alpha. I need you to calm down.” He hisses as another wave of pain rolls through his body.
“My omega, what can I do?” Harry whimpers, his scent full of concern and fear. “Do something for him!” He barks at the doctor.
Dr. Bennett smiles. “We are, Arthur. We’re preparing him for the Cesarean. I need you to please go wash up and put on the scrubs.”
“Go ahead, Harry. I’m not going anywhere, swear down,” Eggsy says. He clutches the sheets in his hands.
“All right. I’ll be right back.” Harry gives him one more concerned look and leaves the room with the nurses.
“He’s a bit…protective.” Dr. Bennet smiles down at Eggsy.
“He’s a bit ridiculous,” Eggsy corrects. He fidgets even more, body settling only when Harry returns to the room. “At least I know what’s coming this time…was fucking terrified with Zhu-Zhu.”
“I’m so sorry I wasn’t here for you,” Harry whispers, wiping Eggsy’s sweaty hair from his brow.
“Harry!” Eggsy says with surprise. “Wasn’t your fault, now, was it? I had Merlin, thankfully. And now I have you. You’ve been here for every second of this pregnancy, and you’ll be here when our princess comes into the world.”
“I love you, my perfect omega.” Harry kisses him.
“And I love you, alpha.”
Ninety minutes later Eggsy is resting in a bed in his own pajamas and dressing gown, and Harry is walking around cooing at his daughter. “You are the most beautiful girl in the world. You have your Daddy’s nose and your Daddy’s beautiful lips. And I bet you’ll have his stunning green eyes, won’t you? Because you look like your gorgeous Daddy, yes you do.”
“Hope there’s some of you in there,” Eggsy says. He can’t help but smile as he watches Harry all but waltz around the room.
“She will have my patience and sense of fashion,” Harry says decidedly and Eggsy snorts in response.
The door opens and Merlin pokes his head in. “May I come in?”
“Course, Merlin.” Eggsy beams at him from the bed.
“Yes, Hamish…come meet our little girl.”
“Sit down, Merlin, hold her,” Eggsy suggests. “Harry, give him the baby.”
“Did you wash your hands?” Harry asks, holding the bundle out of reach.
“Oh, for God’s sake, give me the baby,” Merlin says in annoyance. Harry grumbles but carefully hands her over. “Does she have a name or will we simply be calling her Lady Hart?”
“I like that,” Harry says.
Eggsy ignores him. “Julianna. Julianna Lee Hart.”
“Welcome to the world, Miss Julianna. I am your Uncle Merlin.” Merlin kisses her forehead. “I will tell you all sorts of stories about your Papa and Daddy, and I will help ye when ye need to outwit your big brother.”
Harry comes to sit at the edge of the bed, sliding an arm around Eggsy’s shoulders. Eggsy leans against his alpha and sighs, smiling at the sight of one of his best friends whispering to his daughter.
He doesn’t know what he’s done to deserve this life, this family, this group of friends…but he will never stop appreciating how lucky he is. He looks up at Harry, gives him a kiss, and happily snuggles close.
THE END