confiscated: (⇀ around the edge)
Brooks Myers ([personal profile] confiscated) wrote in [personal profile] calloused 2019-05-14 05:29 am (UTC)

[Derek's fingers slide into him and Tate's already groaning from the feeling of being stretched around them, the subtle spark of pain that burns with each movement but he's not prepared for the jolt that courses through him when Derek presses into his prostate and makes him blank out. He croons a soft noise, halting in every little movement he makes for a few seconds before forcing himself to continue - barely managing that when Derek grinds against him so steadily.

He's breathing shallow, clutching to Derek with a grip that's too-tight in an unaware way, teeth set together so hard they start to hurt. Derek's cum hits him on the chest and Tate knows he's already at the cusp of coming, hovering right on the edge with a heady noise and staggering breath. One wrong move and he could lose it, the most precarious of positions - up until Derek's fingers drive into him and the warmth washes through him with a sudden, jagged edged release timed just seconds after Derek's.

Tate lets out a wrecked noise, head lolling heavily to the side as the quakes of it ring through him. He clenches tight to Derek's fingers, the feeling of them probing in him milking out an extra shot of cum that slides down his cock after the rest splatters between their bodies, the musky scent of sex and sweat hard to miss when he shifts and fails at lifting his head back up.]


I... I can't.

[Move. Breathe. Think.]

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