[ derek... thinks about how he wants to handle this. obviously he's going to use the fucking remote. obviously. he just needs to decide how eagerly he wants to play this. ]
Well - I do have work to do, so. You gonna be able to have fun on your own?
[ derek tests this - the remote has quite a few settings, but for now, he just slides to the lowest possible number, giving the plug a dull, constant, steady buzz. ]
[Tate's been waiting with a twist in his gut, anticipation roaring for Derek to do this very thing but the second it clicks into gear? Tate jolts, core tensing and his head lolling back against the bed up in the loft. Mattress resting on the floor and a warm breeze blowing through the tree house, his clothes are scattered around him and not a soul's around to hear the soft whimper made while he adjusts to the toy. Not the first time he's felt it, but even still.]
sh it if i had i wouldnt have had a nice vid to send u now would i
[ sounds successful enough. derek runs his thumb over the dial on the remote, wetting his lips. he really does have to work - he can't get into a routine of jerking off at his place of fucking business every time tate texts him.
still. he doesn't head back to the garage right away. he turns the switch up. just a little. ]
[Tate arches harder, literally gasping before settling back down - something of a half laugh ebbing out of him because that's very Derek. And he's - very affected by it. He doesn't want to let on and it's easier this way when his voice isn't cracking and the horniness doesn't read as vocal in text. So he types, thumbs slipping up a few times as his mouth dries out.]
i ah okay
i'm in the loft. alone, naked, been playing with the toy a bit just so i could stay stretched out for a while. no matter what i do i always get tight so i thought if i stayed the night and you visited later, a little preemptive stretching would help get things going
just been edging myself, haven't cum yet but youre youre gonna make me at this rate
There's ten full speeds on this thing, man. You're gonna have to at least try to hold out.
[ click, click, click - derek slowly brings the speed down to 1, then turns it off entirely. he's starting to get more into this - the power and the control. he'll keep tate on that edge for as long as he can. ]
You're gonna have to convince me to come over tonight. Really work for my attention.
[Bitch. Bitch? He could take this thing out or just come if he really wanted to. Don't think he wouldn't just bust a load a few times and pretend to talk Derek through the totally legit edging he's adhering to. He could. He could? Maybe he will.]
i want to play with some of the other things you bought after you warm me up like this, we can try them? i want to... experience that stuff. with someone i trust with you.
You're right. I know. But I like practicing with you like this. Training you. Like an Alpha should. Makes me want to really, really commit to this. I could tie you up. Blindfold you, gag you. Keep this thing at max speed for hours and hours on end. I could fuck your mouth throughout the day, marking you with my cum, turning you into my own personal slut. I could make you more than just my beta. My friend. I could make you my property.
[ ... so, yeah, i want to make you cum on my face, i trust you, that kinda did it for him. derek slowly, slowly dials the plug up to three, then to four, then to five. ]
How many times do you think I could make you cum before I get home?
you could do that. and i'd let you, like a beta should
[Words of submission, Tate suits his role for the time being - appealing to those big, beastly strong wants and kinks of his Alpha. He likes this, playing to Derek's desires in a safe way via text. It's pushing the envelope but at the same time avoids a certain commitment that would come from saying all this in the flesh. He jolts, teeth clicking together as the vibrations escalate and his toes start to curl. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.]
can we start with once and go from there please i want to i need to
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it should.
[Devices, honestly. Worst part of Tate's life here and yet super helpful right now.]
or you know u can just go back to work
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[ derek... thinks about how he wants to handle this. obviously he's going to use the fucking remote. obviously. he just needs to decide how eagerly he wants to play this. ]
Well -
I do have work to do, so.
You gonna be able to have fun on your own?
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been at it for a half hour before texting u
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[ derek tests this - the remote has quite a few settings, but for now, he just slides to the lowest possible number, giving the plug a dull, constant, steady buzz. ]
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sh it
if i had
i wouldnt have had a nice vid to send u
now would i
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[ sounds successful enough. derek runs his thumb over the dial on the remote, wetting his lips. he really does have to work - he can't get into a routine of jerking off at his place of fucking business every time tate texts him.
still. he doesn't head back to the garage right away. he turns the switch up. just a little. ]
Tell me what you're doing.
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diluted safe for work version or do you want all the dirty details
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[ click - level three. ]
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i ah
okay
i'm in the loft. alone, naked, been playing with the toy a bit just so i could stay stretched out for a while. no matter what i do i always get tight so i thought if i stayed the night and you visited later, a little preemptive stretching would help get things going
just been edging myself, haven't cum yet
but youre
youre gonna make me at this rate
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You're gonna have to at least try to hold out.
[ click, click, click - derek slowly brings the speed down to 1, then turns it off entirely. he's starting to get more into this - the power and the control. he'll keep tate on that edge for as long as he can. ]
You're gonna have to convince me to come over tonight.
Really work for my attention.
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you know im not used to toys
[Bitch. Bitch? He could take this thing out or just come if he really wanted to. Don't think he wouldn't just bust a load a few times and pretend to talk Derek through the totally legit edging he's adhering to. He could. He could? Maybe he will.]
i want to play with some of the other things you bought
after you warm me up like this, we can try them?
i want to... experience that stuff. with someone i trust
with you.
i also want to make you cum on my face
so.
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But I like practicing with you like this.
Training you. Like an Alpha should.
Makes me want to really, really commit to this.
I could tie you up. Blindfold you, gag you. Keep this thing at max speed for hours and hours on end. I could fuck your mouth throughout the day, marking you with my cum, turning you into my own personal slut.
I could make you more than just my beta. My friend.
I could make you my property.
[ ... so, yeah, i want to make you cum on my face, i trust you, that kinda did it for him. derek slowly, slowly dials the plug up to three, then to four, then to five. ]
How many times do you think I could make you cum before I get home?
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[Words of submission, Tate suits his role for the time being - appealing to those big, beastly strong wants and kinks of his Alpha. He likes this, playing to Derek's desires in a safe way via text. It's pushing the envelope but at the same time avoids a certain commitment that would come from saying all this in the flesh. He jolts, teeth clicking together as the vibrations escalate and his toes start to curl. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.]
can we start with once and go from there
please
i want to
i need to