Barry's mouth goes dry as Derek rolls away from him, looking like some kind of god or angel arranged there beneath the moonlight. Barry runs a hand up his thigh and nearly forgets that he's going to fuck him, simply murmuring, "God, you're unreal."

His eyes sweep down Derek's pale shoulders, over his belly to his full cock, rising back to Derek's face where the want and the love he feels is so bare. "Gorgeous," Barry exhales, pulling his body over Derek's. He guides one of Derek's knees up the way his had been when Derek first took him, breathing shakily as he generously slicks his cock.

Then it's pressed to Derek's hole, already the barest bit inside, and Barry draws a deep breath. He kisses Derek's chin. "I love you," he says, and slowly lets his hips fall forward.