[Derek's hungry looks are hard to miss, and as he settles on Tate's hips - Tate watches his face, soaking up the expression with mild intrigue. It's with a slightly uncomfortable shift that Tate adjusts to the weight, one of his hands resting on Derek's thigh as his cock twitches back to attention beneath him. He searches Derek's face after he speaks, trying to determine the authenticity of this. Derek hates being a sub. But - this isn't the same as being out on the street, is it?]
Okay.
[Head lolling to the side, he has to think for a moment - and lets his eyes wander to the small trunk beneath his desk. He lifts a hand lazily, pointing to it, and Derek will easily know what he's gunning for on sight. Where else is he supposed to keep the accumulation of toys?]
I want you to pick something you like from there. After you get naked for me... in a strip tease.
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Okay.
[Head lolling to the side, he has to think for a moment - and lets his eyes wander to the small trunk beneath his desk. He lifts a hand lazily, pointing to it, and Derek will easily know what he's gunning for on sight. Where else is he supposed to keep the accumulation of toys?]
I want you to pick something you like from there. After you get naked for me... in a strip tease.