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With Ocean buried within him so fully, and Desmond's hole tight around his cock, he felt the pulsing inside him and the vibrating of growls from his chest. Desmond pushed himself more fully against the body above him as he felt the sting of Ocean's marking, a painful throbbing at the thought of being marked so possessively. It wasn't long after Ocean's words reached his ears that Desmond let go of the small hold he had on his orgasm and let the waves of it crash against him as he sprayed his own seed across his stomach without even needed to touch his own cock. A stuttering moan left him at the sudden release of heat and pressure within him, feeling the sticky mess between his legs from Ocean's own climax. Body still shaking from the orgasm, he relaxed fully against the bed and worked on getting his breathing back to normal. "Well shit," he managed to get out, voice a hoarse whisper. "I guess you did keep your word."

Letting a sigh escape him as he trailed a hand along the sweaty chest above him, his fiery eyes turned to the small space between them with a raise of his eyebrows. "So much for your pull-out game though..." A breathy laugh escaped him as he dropped his hand to the mess on his own stomach. "Mind getting a towel out of the dresser?" He pointed to said dresser with his clean hand as he asked. "Second drawer."