"Do you think I would?" Barry asks, his face tucked up against Derek's cheek. "I love it when you come inside of me, I'm gonna give you that. God, I hope you can feel it," he murmurs as he carefully tests a second fingers at Derek's edge, then sinks it in with the first. Derek's body grips him like a fist, and Barry pants against his throat, moving now with an earnest desire to make him looser, to make room for his cock.