[The praise rolls off Tate's tongue like a breathy afterthought as Derek's lips part for his cock and his tongue slides against it. He's slow with it but Tate doesn't mind that - they're waiting for a timer anyway, so the slower the better. He gently rolls his hips forward before pulling back, finding a soft rhythm to feel the heat of Derek's mouth with and groans gently in response. His hands keep sliding through Derek's hair, holding on to it and his skull.
Part of him wants more from Derek - he's not sure what he's supposed to be doing with this lead he's been given, both in this moment and now within Duplicity as a dom. There's just more ownership, more responsibility, and Tate's been culled into submission for so long - and idealizing romance, sex, and all of that as an equal share of things. His life is still pretty scattered since the day he woke up without a line down his throat.]
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[The praise rolls off Tate's tongue like a breathy afterthought as Derek's lips part for his cock and his tongue slides against it. He's slow with it but Tate doesn't mind that - they're waiting for a timer anyway, so the slower the better. He gently rolls his hips forward before pulling back, finding a soft rhythm to feel the heat of Derek's mouth with and groans gently in response. His hands keep sliding through Derek's hair, holding on to it and his skull.
Part of him wants more from Derek - he's not sure what he's supposed to be doing with this lead he's been given, both in this moment and now within Duplicity as a dom. There's just more ownership, more responsibility, and Tate's been culled into submission for so long - and idealizing romance, sex, and all of that as an equal share of things. His life is still pretty scattered since the day he woke up without a line down his throat.]
Keep - Keep going. I want you to make me come.