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"I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Dezzy the Stripper- I mean, Singer." He smiled up at the other, reaching to gently cup his cheek, fingers lightly curling against that soft skin "It's okay... Not all of this is your fault. I should have stopped when I realized it wasn't working the way it was supposed too. You're right." Ocean slowly sat up again and pressed a tender, loving little kiss to Desmond's cheek "I'm insanely stubborn, though, Desmond Coyote. I thought if I could just push through, get over whatever love-sick hump I was experiencing, things would go back to normal..." He shook his head and laughed a little at himself "Clearly, not."

After a few minutes of simply staring into those fiery eyes, Ocean kissed Desmond again and smiled "Go on. Go get the test... Let's find out if I'm gonna be a college daddy or not." He patted Desmond's cheek lightly before carefully laying back again, closing his eyes and sighing softly "I'm serious about us. Baby or no baby... I want you, Dezzy."