[Sam260]

Ocean chuckled as Desmond darted ahead of him, though that didn't really stop him from pursuing the other man. Once they were outside of Desmond's door, Ocean easily pinned his body up against the other's, lips lowering to Desmond's ear "Perhaps I don't want you to put on anything at all... Maybe I would prefer the show to start just as it is now." He slid a hand around Desmond's front and smirked as he slid his hand over the other's smooth abdomen "If, in fact, you are wearing nothing at all... It'll certainly get us to the finish line that much faster." He purred hotly, tongue trailing the outer shell of Desmond's ear. He was hard as steel now, and he was sure that Desmond could feel that in his jeans, considering they left nothing to the imagination at all.