confiscated: (⇀ grapple with faith)
Brooks Myers ([personal profile] confiscated) wrote in [personal profile] calloused 2019-08-04 04:25 am (UTC)

[There's always a period like this, right before they get to it that seems to stretch on indefinitely. Derek's got his fingers in him, finding a rhythm in how he fucks him - deep and smooth, knuckles curved to his inner wall and making his leg bounce a little each time it rubs him the right way. He's hard now, cock rising in the loose curl of his fingers as he rocks his hips just gently enough to work with what Derek's doing.

Derek wants him in the jacket and - he's a bit annoyed, if only because he can feel sweat sticking to his skin inside it but it's fine. He'll bear through it, head lolled back and a challenged range of motion to his arms. All that matters is he can jerk off his dick and get a bit of a grip on Derek. His fingers skim his thigh but drop back down to the seat when he groans, low and hoarse.]


Okay? If... If you want.

[Tate can't tell if he really means now or not, but he's not about to say no. This isn't their first foray into it and he still remembers the feeling of Derek lifting his phone to capture a snapshot of him when he had his cock knotted into his face. The booth was fun for its own right, but - this? This is... something he can give Derek, much like the first time. He gestures to the floor of the car, where his device has fallen to.]

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