[ To anyone who hasn't spent as much time with Derek as Tate has, it would be easy to take his silence as a lack of response. Tate moans for him and Derek says nothing, doesn't even hum under his breath, but there's a change in how he eats him out, slowing down to help Tate dwell in how good this feels. Each long swipe of his tongue is rhythmic and persistent, covering every sensitive nerve in flat laps and short, quick stabs, and when he drops his hand between Tate's legs, he strokes his cock with the same empathetic attention. He wants Tate to feel fucking amazing.
But he's still a little selfish, still too eager for his own good, and when Tate is ready and Derek's finished with trying to make him writhe, he stands and aligns himself behind him. The steam from the shower is fogging up the glass, and Derek smears his hand across the door to clear it, letting him see their reflection in the bathroom mirror - they look good like this. Tate, submissive and willing - Derek, dominant and in control. It's been months, and he still can't stand the collar so often around his neck.
Derek turns his attention back to Tate, dragging the head of his cock down his ass, teasing his hole without committing. He wets his lips and reaches out with his spare hand, running his fingers through Tate's hair, somewhere between affectionate and possessive. ]
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But he's still a little selfish, still too eager for his own good, and when Tate is ready and Derek's finished with trying to make him writhe, he stands and aligns himself behind him. The steam from the shower is fogging up the glass, and Derek smears his hand across the door to clear it, letting him see their reflection in the bathroom mirror - they look good like this. Tate, submissive and willing - Derek, dominant and in control. It's been months, and he still can't stand the collar so often around his neck.
Derek turns his attention back to Tate, dragging the head of his cock down his ass, teasing his hole without committing. He wets his lips and reaches out with his spare hand, running his fingers through Tate's hair, somewhere between affectionate and possessive. ]
Beg me.