[The thud of his heart against his chest and the spike of arousal that rolls through Tate when Derek says what he says is likely noticeable to him, and part of that is why it excites Tate just as much. Derek's always aware of things like that. The smallest changes, the littlest details. He keeps staring up at him, swallowing hard before sucking in a slow breath - letting it out in a measured exhale.]
I want...
[It's easier to vocalize things when he's teasing Derek, when he's pushing the envelope to see how far it'll go. This moment feels especially real in that Derek's listening, and Tate has an actual opportunity to start asking for something. Where does he start?]
no subject
I want...
[It's easier to vocalize things when he's teasing Derek, when he's pushing the envelope to see how far it'll go. This moment feels especially real in that Derek's listening, and Tate has an actual opportunity to start asking for something. Where does he start?]
I want you to tie me to the bed. Our bed.