[ They're heading to the beach, yeah, though it's not a decision that Derek actively makes - it just happens. He's taking off his gloves while they walk, stashing them in his jacket pocket, which he starts stripping from his shoulders as he walks closer and closer to the sand. He's aimlessly walking parallel to the shore, only snapping back to attention when Tate gently touches his arm. ]
Just - just needed to get you out of there.
[ There are some sand dunes a ways down the beach, making a little cliff-like alcove they can hide behind for the sake of privacy. It's - unnecessary to do that, given that the only two people who come to this particular beach are he and Tate, but Derek heads straight for them, and the second he's there, he's pushing Tate against one. Once Derek has Tate's back pushed flush against one of the dunes, coming out here feels intimate enough to be worth it.
Derek's handsy, going straight for Tate's belt. tugging him forward on his toes with how quickly he starts trying to get it undone. His pulse is racing, all because he can hear Tate's again. ]
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Just - just needed to get you out of there.
[ There are some sand dunes a ways down the beach, making a little cliff-like alcove they can hide behind for the sake of privacy. It's - unnecessary to do that, given that the only two people who come to this particular beach are he and Tate, but Derek heads straight for them, and the second he's there, he's pushing Tate against one. Once Derek has Tate's back pushed flush against one of the dunes, coming out here feels intimate enough to be worth it.
Derek's handsy, going straight for Tate's belt. tugging him forward on his toes with how quickly he starts trying to get it undone. His pulse is racing, all because he can hear Tate's again. ]
I know - I know we just did this, but -
[ He didn't get to come. ]