[Tate's not there, it's true. And he doesn't respond at first, leaving Cobain to sit on the table with her tail swishing side to side as she watches Derek with wide, unblinking eyes. Her paws are poised to launch her forward and slowly, so slowly, her back hips lift as if she's readying for lift off. But Tate's voice softly carries, a sleepy murmured noise that immediately placates Cobain into a soft, purring kitten for when Tate walks over from the small balcony he was out on and runs his hand over her head.
His skin's warm from the sun outside, curls kissed by it and how many days he's spent outdoors since arriving. He's still naked albeit cleaned up, traces of cum on his skin for Derek to notice but if he'd been clothed he'd seem otherwise presentable. He was laying in the hammock and maybe had fallen asleep, but he's waking from it now - smiling slightly at the sight of Derek before patting Cobain on the ass and shooing her. She hops off and trots out where he came from, likely to lounge in the same spot of sun Tate was in moments ago.]
She really scare you? Damn.
[He's playful, dark eyes glinting as he notices Derek's come home with a bag and now he's - interested in finding out what's in it. He walks closer, reaching out to trace his fingers up Derek's arm. It's weird, for a second, after that sexting-nudes-phone sex thing only a few hours ago to suddenly see each other like it's any other day. He's... allured, really, and looks up at Derek expectantly.]
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His skin's warm from the sun outside, curls kissed by it and how many days he's spent outdoors since arriving. He's still naked albeit cleaned up, traces of cum on his skin for Derek to notice but if he'd been clothed he'd seem otherwise presentable. He was laying in the hammock and maybe had fallen asleep, but he's waking from it now - smiling slightly at the sight of Derek before patting Cobain on the ass and shooing her. She hops off and trots out where he came from, likely to lounge in the same spot of sun Tate was in moments ago.]
She really scare you? Damn.
[He's playful, dark eyes glinting as he notices Derek's come home with a bag and now he's - interested in finding out what's in it. He walks closer, reaching out to trace his fingers up Derek's arm. It's weird, for a second, after that sexting-nudes-phone sex thing only a few hours ago to suddenly see each other like it's any other day. He's... allured, really, and looks up at Derek expectantly.]
So what did you bring me.