[Tate grits his teeth as he feels Derek throb and writhe beneath him, already doubting his own decision because it'd be so easy to crack and just... enjoy this. To welcome Derek to flip them over and fuck him with wild abandon, or to give him what he wants just like this - knees set into the mattress and Derek's cock plunging into him. He'd fuck him if the toy wasn't already doing that too, so he just takes a moment to close his eyes and regain composure.
Derek's lips part and Tate murmurs something approving before he's lifting up and off of Derek's dick entirely, his expression flickering through something regretful as he does so. He moves backward but not without pulling Derek's wrists - guiding him to sit up as Tate climbs off of him and back down into the space between his legs. Tate holds on to the remote with his other hand, as if daring Derek to disobey the next set of orders:]
Get on all fours. And keep your mouth open - wider, wider than that.
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Derek's lips part and Tate murmurs something approving before he's lifting up and off of Derek's dick entirely, his expression flickering through something regretful as he does so. He moves backward but not without pulling Derek's wrists - guiding him to sit up as Tate climbs off of him and back down into the space between his legs. Tate holds on to the remote with his other hand, as if daring Derek to disobey the next set of orders:]
Get on all fours. And keep your mouth open - wider, wider than that.