[He was trying to be good? Tate would laugh but the words sit with such a strong anchor of certainty that he doesn't, he just blinks and looks at him with a calm sense of affection before turning back to stare forward when Derek starts to thrust. He reaches out to brace against the floor of the platform, fingers splayed to give himself a little bit of leverage to rock back. He doesn't know how tight to hold his thighs, but he figures Derek'll make it tighter if he wants - it doesn't even feel silly, Tate just softly groans as the motions start to make him horny too.
Made better, of course, by Derek's hand hovering over his dick. Tate's quick to swat at it, to pull it down over him to wrap around his cock. He squeezes his own fingers around Derek's to emphasize the needy point, his own cock half-hard but swelling the second he feels Derek's palm. He wants him to jerk him off, to keep this going - until he's told to turn over. And he pauses, looking back at Derek with a soft glance.
He pulls his hips away and thighs apart from one another, rolling over softly with a crinkling noise of the sleeping back and one last errant kick to ensure he's naked beneath it's cover. He faces Derek with a bit of a red face, blond curls damp to his forehead but his hands reaching out to touch Derek in an intimate way for the first time. He nods his head and shifts closer, thighs back together.]
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Made better, of course, by Derek's hand hovering over his dick. Tate's quick to swat at it, to pull it down over him to wrap around his cock. He squeezes his own fingers around Derek's to emphasize the needy point, his own cock half-hard but swelling the second he feels Derek's palm. He wants him to jerk him off, to keep this going - until he's told to turn over. And he pauses, looking back at Derek with a soft glance.
He pulls his hips away and thighs apart from one another, rolling over softly with a crinkling noise of the sleeping back and one last errant kick to ensure he's naked beneath it's cover. He faces Derek with a bit of a red face, blond curls damp to his forehead but his hands reaching out to touch Derek in an intimate way for the first time. He nods his head and shifts closer, thighs back together.]
If this isn't comfortable, it's your fault.