[ Derek isn't lying - he's doing his best to give Tate the freedom he needs, knowing in his heart of hearts that Tate has to be with people his own age, people who can make him happy and loved in ways that Derek either can't or won't, but if he had his way, he wouldn't have to do that. Tate would only need him and Derek would be able to give him everything he could possibly want. Derek doesn't want to share his pack with anyone else. ]
Oh, you're giving me orders, now?
[ Tate knows him, and Derek laughs, breathless and aroused, fucking into Tate with slow, wet, sloppy thrusts that make the car bounce. He's deflated a little since the photo booth, knot gone and dick as human as it gets, so Tate's stretched out enough to sink further into him faster than he would if he were as far gone as he was back at the restaurant. It only takes a few minutes and some spit drooled onto his cock before he's close to bottoming out, pushing hard into Tate and filling him deep.
His voice comes staggered and restless as he points the camera up at Tate's face, filming him close. ]
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Oh, you're giving me orders, now?
[ Tate knows him, and Derek laughs, breathless and aroused, fucking into Tate with slow, wet, sloppy thrusts that make the car bounce. He's deflated a little since the photo booth, knot gone and dick as human as it gets, so Tate's stretched out enough to sink further into him faster than he would if he were as far gone as he was back at the restaurant. It only takes a few minutes and some spit drooled onto his cock before he's close to bottoming out, pushing hard into Tate and filling him deep.
His voice comes staggered and restless as he points the camera up at Tate's face, filming him close. ]
Be a good boy. Say please.