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 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.
Derek kissed her slowly and grinned against her lips as she rocked. When she slid to the side, he followed, pressing her gently into the bed as he positioned his knees between her thighs, spreading them apart slowly as he shuffled, kissing down her chest.
Completely surprised, she managed to make a pleased, interrogatory sound. One hand flew to her throat, before her skin shivered under his mouth, and she planted her hands against the bed to arch her back into his touch.