“Oh God. Derek.” He moaned and wiggled until he got his legs free, and bent his knees so he could hold Derek in the cradle of his pelvis. Derek’s erection slid against Blake’s, and Blake whined out another moan at the contact. Their slick cockheads trailed precome on Blake’s abdomen, and he pushed a hand between them so he could feel it. He held them both in his hand and stroked.
“Mmm. Baby, that feels so good.” Derek moved to the other side of his neck and trailed kisses down until he got to Blake’s collar bone, where he bit lightly. Blake jerked and gasped, and the sensation blossomed into pure pleasure.
“No condom,” Blake forced out, arching into Derek’s mouth. “We don’t need it anymore.”
Derek went still for a long second, and Blake thought he’d said something wrong. Then Derek groaned out a deep, lustful sound and pressed his forehead to the side of Blake’s neck.
“Are you sure?” he whispered. Blake could hear the unadulterated want in Derek’s tone.