['I don't need just anyone like that' and I can give you everything I have, now, I can - I can take care of you' are some of the best things Tate's had told to him, and they sing right into his heart. He's jerking himself a little firmer now, taking that praise like it's its own brand of dirty talk. His chest rises and falls a little deeper now, the more he thinks about how Derek owns him. Really, really owns him. There's no mistaking his pack - no abandonment on the horizon. For the next three months, Derek belongs to him as much as he belongs to Derek.]
Yeah. Yea... h.
[He gets a bit breathy there, for obvious reasons.]
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Yeah. Yea... h.
[He gets a bit breathy there, for obvious reasons.]
I'm yours and I like it. I know.