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Running his thumb up the length of Ocean's cock, Desmond pressed himself closer to his lover, nipping lightly at the base of his neck as he began pumping his hand around the firm heat in his hand shivering at the use of his name. "Maybe," he breathed against the hot wet skin beneath his lips, teeth dragging. "I don't see why we should waste a perfectly good shower." The pumps of his hand slowed as his thumb teased at the head of his boyfriend's cock, feeling the slickness of precum there. Slowly he stopped his motions all together as he looked playfully into those deep blue eyes. "Unless you wanted to wait until we can make it to the bed?"