Derek isn't quite expecting to be hauled in by his ass, but he likes it even if it sends them toppling down onto the blanket. He gets up on one elbow and cups Barry's cheek with his free hand, licking into his mouth and letting that hand glide slowly down his body, curling around his hip until he can press the heel of his palm up between his legs.

"Pretty happy isn't good enough," Derek rasps, nipping at Barry's bottom lip with a soft growl. His fingers slip inside of Barry's sweats to curl loosely around his cock, feeling it fill and thicken in his grip. He grins against Barry's mouth as his thumb circles the head of his cock in a gentle tease. "I want you deliriously happy. Tell me how I can make that happen, hm?"