She’s been waiting for this opportunity for a while, actually. Getting up her nerve to take the chance. Summer gently pushes Derek against the wall, tugs his head down, and kisses him. Then she lets go and walks away, seemingly quite calm.

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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 made the smallest whimper as his hand slid down, wondering why he would tease her by touching over her clothes. She bared her teeth at him, put her hands on his shoulders, and tried to push him over, to get on top of him.

Derek couldn’t help the amused smirk he sported at her reaction. He let her push them over, laying back and pulling her to straddle his hips, his hands going now to finish undressing her.

She grinned happily down at him, hands still planted on his shoulders, and wriggled on top of him. He was wide and she could barely straddle him, but she didn’t care. She leaned down to kiss along his chest, rubbing her nose in his body hair, and inspected one of his nipples seriously before kissing it too.

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