"You can keep going if you want-- after," Derek gasps out. He doesn't want this to end just because he's about to come.

Barry says so sternly that he isn't going to touch him and Derek whimpers at the tone of his voice. It's so commanding and Derek arches up, locking his thighs around Barry's hips. And then his cock vibrates while buried so deep inside of him, and Derek loses all hope of hanging on. He cries out loudly, eyes flaring red as he shoots across his belly. A drop of it lands his throat and he shouts Barry's name up into the trees, panting harshly and scrabbling at Barry's back. "Jesus, fuck."

He's trembling all over and he collapses back against the cushions, licking his lips and looking up at Barry in awe, pupils blown wide. "Oh my god."