“Please, can we? It’s been killing me holding back and I know it’s frustrating you.“ Seth gave a hesitant smile before pressing his lips to Derek’s softly. “I don’t want to have to hold back anymore.”
Derek leaned in to deepen the kiss, one hand running up Seth’s arm to his hair and tilting his head to kiss his neck. “I’m right here, Seth.” he promised, one hand sliding under the shirt Seth wore to lay his hand at the small of his back. “Right here? Or would you rather be in a bed?”
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