[ Tate gets a rise out of Derek easily enough, just like he always does. Derek's thinking with his dick too much to really process the teasing for what it is; he just growls, easily challenged and easily manipulated, as he digs his fingers into the soft flesh of Tate's cheek to pry his ass apart, tongue working harder and more invasively against his hole. He's relentlssly swirling his palm in a circle against Tate's too-sensitive head until he practically forces him back into a full erection, and only then does he stop jerking him off, pulling his hand back to smack Tate's ass, just light enough to sting.
Derek focuses on eating Tate out for far longer than he normally would, but he's actively trying to make him squirm, actively trying to drag this out and punish Tate for thinking Derek was done. He touches the small of Tate's back to hold him steady, tongue driving further into him in wet, twisting circles, unashamed by the strings of saliva running down Tate's taint or the raw scratch of his beard against his skin. Derek is relentless, fingertips squeezing soft imprints against his back, soft, tickling breaths and gentle, unbidden moans coming from behind Tate. ]
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Derek focuses on eating Tate out for far longer than he normally would, but he's actively trying to make him squirm, actively trying to drag this out and punish Tate for thinking Derek was done. He touches the small of Tate's back to hold him steady, tongue driving further into him in wet, twisting circles, unashamed by the strings of saliva running down Tate's taint or the raw scratch of his beard against his skin. Derek is relentless, fingertips squeezing soft imprints against his back, soft, tickling breaths and gentle, unbidden moans coming from behind Tate. ]