[ Oh, that's quite the threat. Derek rolls his eyes, pumping his fist all the way down to Tate's balls, holding them in his hand and tugging lightly just to remind him of the position he's in. He can make all the threats he wants, but at the end of the day, Derek's the one in control, here. Derek's always the one in control. ]
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What's going to happen when I'm "out"?