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"Fine, I guess you have a point," Desmond pouted, moving his hand from Ocean's cock to his chest as he returned the kiss. "It better be fun if it's going to be replacing shower sex this evening." His voice was teasing as he reached up to grab the body wash and squeeze a decent amount in his hand before beginning to rub the soap into both of their skin. "So, when are you going to be switching positions at the bar?" That was if they didn't get fired or anything tomorrow, though Ocean really had nothing to do with the situation that happened anyway. "Hopefully soon because I don't know if I can take another night of those assholes belittling you," he added in a low muttering growl.