[Tate feels that burst of pleasure and then it ebbs away, rolling through him with a deep breath of relief and a sudden relaxation that seeps into his bones. He slumps a little, looking at Derek through low lidded and tired eyes as his excitement becomes apparent. It doesn't register with Tate immediately, that thud in his chest, but once Derek's hands are on him he starts to clue in - it's what they're here for, after all.
His lips twitch and he touches his hand to Derek's wrist, feeling happier just because he's happy in turn. It really wouldn't have ever bothered Tate to never have it back but he knew he had to, for Derek's sake. Even if it makes things trickier to navigate - he's confident it'll be fine. He tips his head to the side and raises his brows at Derek, before looking down at his hands, and then himself. Quietly putting away his dick now.]
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His lips twitch and he touches his hand to Derek's wrist, feeling happier just because he's happy in turn. It really wouldn't have ever bothered Tate to never have it back but he knew he had to, for Derek's sake. Even if it makes things trickier to navigate - he's confident it'll be fine. He tips his head to the side and raises his brows at Derek, before looking down at his hands, and then himself. Quietly putting away his dick now.]
Worth it, right?
[Another upward look.]
It sound the same as before?