He can't even properly reply to that smug look on Derek's face, he's too busy panting and trying not to squirm in place or move his hands to touch the way he wants to, to run his fingers through the alpha's hair and tug.

Because Derek told him not to move.

He loves it though, truth be told. The way Derek takes his time, giving him the attention he craves and needs, the way he shakes with want but he's too stubborn to start begging just yet.