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 turned her face in to his hand, eyes closing, and kissed his palm. Wrapping her hands around his wrists, she nodded and kissed his palm again, then turned to kiss the other palm. She slid her hands down his arms, and wrote against his skin, ‘keep going’.
Derek took in her calm and let her kiss his hands, focusing and catching what she traced into his skin. He smiled gently and let one hand slide down her side, the other sliding to cup her breast as he pressed forward to kiss her lightly.
She shivered slightly, making the smallest sound of pleasure, and kissed him back, more fiercely. Rocking on top of him, she yearned for more, but wasn’t sure what more /was/. After a moment, she slid off sideways into his hand, groping down his body.