[Tate kisses him back because it's what feels right - even if he's still conflicted about whether or not he's doing the right or wrong thing in this instance. His lips part and his tongue swipes over Derek's, and he breathes in deep through his nose - murmuring a pleased noise against his mouth when he starts really jerking him off. He's hard fairly quick, especially now that Derek's hand is under the layer of cotton that's now tented and darkened with a pool of pre cum.
He could push it, keep talking - but that could sour the mood. He'll have to keep up with it, though, so Derek remembers that he's tried. It sits like weights in the forefront of his mind, only shifting around as he obeys a command and slowly rolls over to lay with his belly to the bedding. He uses his thumb to push down his boxers, letting them slide down his hips and then digs his forearms down underneath him to brace. The triskele on his arm is particularly dark black against his pale skin in the moment, his eyes focusing down on it.]
Even if we - don't yet... will you call me your beta?
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He could push it, keep talking - but that could sour the mood. He'll have to keep up with it, though, so Derek remembers that he's tried. It sits like weights in the forefront of his mind, only shifting around as he obeys a command and slowly rolls over to lay with his belly to the bedding. He uses his thumb to push down his boxers, letting them slide down his hips and then digs his forearms down underneath him to brace. The triskele on his arm is particularly dark black against his pale skin in the moment, his eyes focusing down on it.]
Even if we - don't yet... will you call me your beta?