[Tate feels a warm, sensuous shudder roll down his back when Derek manhandles him - he settles forward, gripping on to Derek's shoulders to help facilitate the way he yanks his jeans down. He has to keep his head bowed so he doesn't risk smacking it on the ceiling of the booth, blond hair hanging in his eyes as he rests his forehead against Derek's. For a second he'd been unsure what to think when Derek said 'I don't want to be blown' but this quickly makes up for it.
With denim around his knees keeping them from splitting apart too far, Tate's pinched into straddling Derek's lap - it almost feels like locking his legs in place, which churns his gut pleasantly and ensures his dick is now lifting against his boxers before they're tugged the rest of the way down. He's fucked in alleyways and bathrooms before - gone down on someone in the midst of a party - but this has that same, icy thrill that's not at all diminished. It's taboo, it's - risky and dangerous and hot.
He doesn't know when he started breathing so shallow, nor does he know precisely when heat flooded to his face and warmed his skin this much. He brushes his cheek against Derek's, feeling the itch of his stubble like a cat would - scratching up against it in a nuzzling embrace, arms slipping around Derek's neck.]
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[Tate feels a warm, sensuous shudder roll down his back when Derek manhandles him - he settles forward, gripping on to Derek's shoulders to help facilitate the way he yanks his jeans down. He has to keep his head bowed so he doesn't risk smacking it on the ceiling of the booth, blond hair hanging in his eyes as he rests his forehead against Derek's. For a second he'd been unsure what to think when Derek said 'I don't want to be blown' but this quickly makes up for it.
With denim around his knees keeping them from splitting apart too far, Tate's pinched into straddling Derek's lap - it almost feels like locking his legs in place, which churns his gut pleasantly and ensures his dick is now lifting against his boxers before they're tugged the rest of the way down. He's fucked in alleyways and bathrooms before - gone down on someone in the midst of a party - but this has that same, icy thrill that's not at all diminished. It's taboo, it's - risky and dangerous and hot.
He doesn't know when he started breathing so shallow, nor does he know precisely when heat flooded to his face and warmed his skin this much. He brushes his cheek against Derek's, feeling the itch of his stubble like a cat would - scratching up against it in a nuzzling embrace, arms slipping around Derek's neck.]
Then fuck me.