His pulse picks up even more the moment Derek starts toward. His whole body is thrumming with excitement watching the man stalk toward him. His hands move to his jeans, popping the button and tugging down the zipper, the sound loud in the otherwise quiet room.

He does it slowly, slides the material down his hips and thighs, letting them pool at his feet as he steps out of them. Then he's falling back onto Derek's soft bed in just his boxers, slightly tented with his arousal, and moves back toward the center of it.