[ Fuck. Derek's been calming down, bit by bit, but Tate is filling the car with his scent and his sounds and Derek doesn't have the control or self-denial needed to get through this without wanting to go another round. The beach is just up ahead, and Derek hits the last long stretch of road leading out there. ]
Don't come without me.
[ When he gets to the beach, he parks the car at a sharp, sudden angle, shutting off the engine as quick as he can. Derek's breath hitches when he tries to talk. ]
You wanna go inside, or do you want me to come back there?
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Don't come without me.
[ When he gets to the beach, he parks the car at a sharp, sudden angle, shutting off the engine as quick as he can. Derek's breath hitches when he tries to talk. ]
You wanna go inside, or do you want me to come back there?