[ Not a great order, apparently. Derek rolls his eyes, getting to his feet all the same, but it's obvious by the time he wanders over to Tate's toys that he has no intention of following that order. He pushed Tate into taking the lead, but Derek's general sense of defiance and inability to do as he's told is still going strong, it seems. He rummages around until he finds something he likes. ]
Can't fuck myself that hard.
[ It's the plug they've used before, rose pink and, luckily, recently charged. He brings it back to Tate, standing on his knees at the end of the bed, lube brought with him from the chest, as well - he's not hard, and he looks kind of bored, but he still lazily throws Tate the remote as he uncaps the lube and starts working the toy, getting it ready. ]
This is for you.
[ Because - apparently - he doesn't trust Tate to take the lead, after all. If he wants to distract Tate with sex, he figures he should be doing something he knows Tate will like. ]
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Can't fuck myself that hard.
[ It's the plug they've used before, rose pink and, luckily, recently charged. He brings it back to Tate, standing on his knees at the end of the bed, lube brought with him from the chest, as well - he's not hard, and he looks kind of bored, but he still lazily throws Tate the remote as he uncaps the lube and starts working the toy, getting it ready. ]
This is for you.
[ Because - apparently - he doesn't trust Tate to take the lead, after all. If he wants to distract Tate with sex, he figures he should be doing something he knows Tate will like. ]