[ This is wildly unfair. The part of Derek that fears losing his power, losing his-- status, be it as Alpha, as Dom, as whatever the fuck else, that part of him is struggling a little with all of this. By giving Derek a taste of his own medicine, it feels, to an extent, like all that energy Derek's put into making himself this firm and untouchable badass was kind of pointless. He can't predict what Tate's going to do next, and that makes him feel pretty fucking vulnerable.
He's still swinging back and forth between whether that's a good thing or not. ]
No. Fuck off.
[ Derek says that, but he reluctantly offers his arms to Tate, swallowing and squeezing tight around the toy, a shiver running down his spine. He wants to beat Tate's ass. That's what he wants. Whether he likes this feeling or not, he's gonna kick this dude's ass. He's gonna get such a fuckin' ass-kicking, mark Derek's words. ]
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He's still swinging back and forth between whether that's a good thing or not. ]
No. Fuck off.
[ Derek says that, but he reluctantly offers his arms to Tate, swallowing and squeezing tight around the toy, a shiver running down his spine. He wants to beat Tate's ass. That's what he wants. Whether he likes this feeling or not, he's gonna kick this dude's ass. He's gonna get such a fuckin' ass-kicking, mark Derek's words. ]