[Derek lets out a rough groan, leaning over Ethan a little, biting his lip. His hand reaches around, fingers playing over Ethan's fist, but he doesn't try to move it away.]
Let me?
[It's very much a request, and his voice is surprisingly gentle, even as he bucks his hips again, driving into Ethan.]
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Let me?
[It's very much a request, and his voice is surprisingly gentle, even as he bucks his hips again, driving into Ethan.]