Kalin sighs softly, "I hope not." He looks at Derek, and then looks at the time, "It's only 6:30. . ." He looks at Derek, grinning slightly. "We have an hour and a half before I wanna wake Demi."
Derek bites his lip and smiles before clambering off the pull bar. Once on his feet, Derek hikes Kalin over his shoulder and carries him back to the bedroom.
Derek chuckles softly, "Clever little minx." Making a quick turn, Derek heads towards the basement door, making sure to lock it behind them once inside.
Derek quickly walks over to the bed and plops Kalin down, removing his shirt and shorts quickly before climbing on top of the other. "I need you, now. I've been dying here!"
"You know what I mean, you little tease." Derek murmurs against Kalin's skin as he starts kissing and nibbling at the other's neck. He grinds his hips against Kalin's ass, groaning as he quickly hardens.
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