Derek was just walking by when Summer’s body pressed into his, going back against the wall with a confused expression. He was surprised by the kiss, though he could smell her attraction to him sometimes, it’s not like there wasn’t some toward her either. He just didn’t expect that. Though it didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy it. He watched her walk a few steps before striding out and catching her wrist gently, pulling her back and spinning her, kissing her again.
She nodded slowly, eyes fixed to his face, and winced a little as she pulled her hair. Pushing herself more upright and letting her feet fall, she dragged the incredible length of her hair out from beneath her. Then she licked at her lips, breathing carefully, and touched his mouth again.
Derek let her shift around, sitting back himself so she could get her hair in order and everything. He leaned minutely into the soft touch to his lips, unsure what to do or what she was asking. He wished he was better at this after being around her for a short while now, but this was a new territory for them.
Slowly, she leaned forward, hand sliding to cup his cheek, and fitted her mouth to his. Her other hand found one of his, and pulled it around her waist. Her kiss was slow and exploratory, this time, but not hesitant. Very gently, she brushed him with her gift, showing him what she was feeling: eagerness, desire, encouragement.