confiscated: (⇀ betrayal in hand)
Brooks Myers ([personal profile] confiscated) wrote in [personal profile] calloused 2019-08-04 03:06 am (UTC)

I'm not moving.

[That's Tate's response, his hand still gliding over his cock - it's kind of disgusting but still hot that Derek's cooling cum is still leaking out of him like this. Marking him up to be a real sloppy mess, especially on a second round. He's still loose and admittedly sore, but not as badly as he was when they parted at the booth. Derek took some of his pain and Tate's already mended enough that when he arches his back to fuck into his fist, it's not total agony.

He's got one foot up on the back seat and one down on the floor of the car, knees already parted as he jerks himself off under his clothes. He wants Derek to pry the fucking door off in his haste to get back here, so he lets out another soft groan that's purposely wanton to make him scramble. Tate got a hit of pleasure knowing Derek couldn't wait to fuck him. He wants another dose of that, another fucking certainty that he's wanted by someone here.]


If you think you can fit.

[Size joke. Haha.]

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