confiscated: (⇀ and greetings missed)
Brooks Myers ([personal profile] confiscated) wrote in [personal profile] calloused 2019-05-11 02:23 am (UTC)

Then shut me up.

[Tate toys back, before he shuts himself up by biting his lip when Derek tugs him close. He's right up in his face, staring into his eyes and feeling the heat bounce back off his chest. His cock is brushing against Derek's abdomen while Derek's is nudging back between his legs and Tate's so keenly aware of every little motion they make. It feels like Derek's actually fucking him when he starts moving between his thighs again, for how close they are and how Tate really has nowhere else to look but directly into Derek's hazel eyes.

He holds his palm up against Derek's bicep, kneading his fingertips into it before sliding it under to hold on to his ribs instead. He finds a way of moving that helps go with what Derek's doing, gaze dropping only when he shifts his hips or feels like he wants to see how he's rocking but getting nothing but a spell of darkness and their bodies flush together. He's red in the face when he stares back into Derek's eyes, gingerly tipping forward his head to kiss him again - almost afraid to, but not sure what else suits the moment.]

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