The praise washes over Derek like a calming wave, helping him relax into it as he looks up at Barry helplessly and clings to his hips. His eyes go half-lidded and he whimpers softly as Barry thrusts against his tongue, and he sucks hungrily on his cock.

He slides his hands up and down Barry's thighs, pressing his fingertips into his skin and hanging on tightly. Derek blinks up at Barry with dark eyes that flicker red, and he opens his mouth wider so that Barry can press even deeper. He never thought that simply giving someone else pleasure could ever make him feel so good, but his own cock is leaking where it's trapped in his underwear and while Barry's promise lingers in the back of his mind, right now Derek is living for nothing but the taste of Barry's cock in his mouth and the slow drag as he pulls out, only to fill it again.