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Derek's lips aren't like he would have expected. They're really soft and smooth and it makes Scott's heart sort of skip around in his chest as they skim across his own.

Derek pulls away, only the slightest breath but it makes Scott wish he would come back. There is a long suffering sigh and he stares up at Derek's face to see eyes clenched tight and a deep frown between dark brows.

He watches the pulse of Derek's throat as the other man swallows. "How long is it until you turn eighteen?"

His eyes open and Scott's face feels warm. "Uh, about five months."

Derek nods, pulling away and taking his quiet warmth with him.