[Tate doesn't mean to feel frustrated by Derek's rebuffing of the idea, just like how he didn't mean to feel annoyed when Peter showed hesitance when they screwed around when it came to putting his hands around his neck. He didn't want to hurt him, didn't want to do too much despite the fact Tate told him it was fine. This is fine. Just like he can get Peter to come around, he can get Derek. It's just a loop he hates to have to jump through.
In what could be perceived as the only punishment for making him do that jump, Tate slowly withdraws his finger from Derek to leave him empty and wanting. It'll make him hornier to fuck him, he rationalizes, teasing the flat of his tongue against Derek's cock before gripping it by the base in a few steady pumps. He doesn't know if he can do it all but he's now more than determined to try.]
You won't hurt me. This is what I want, so... just help me do this.
[Without anything else to say, Tate swirls his tongue around Derek's cock again and then bobs forward. He starts by working the tip again, getting it slick with spit and letting it run down the sides of Derek's dick, swirled together with the taste of precum on his tongue. It's lewd and disorganized, how he hunches his back and starts to get to work, pushing ever forward, perhaps faster than he should. He starts to gag and pulls back, only to breath in sharply and go again.]
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In what could be perceived as the only punishment for making him do that jump, Tate slowly withdraws his finger from Derek to leave him empty and wanting. It'll make him hornier to fuck him, he rationalizes, teasing the flat of his tongue against Derek's cock before gripping it by the base in a few steady pumps. He doesn't know if he can do it all but he's now more than determined to try.]
You won't hurt me. This is what I want, so... just help me do this.
[Without anything else to say, Tate swirls his tongue around Derek's cock again and then bobs forward. He starts by working the tip again, getting it slick with spit and letting it run down the sides of Derek's dick, swirled together with the taste of precum on his tongue. It's lewd and disorganized, how he hunches his back and starts to get to work, pushing ever forward, perhaps faster than he should. He starts to gag and pulls back, only to breath in sharply and go again.]