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Fingers slid down to settle on Desmond's ass, pulling their naked bodies flush together. Ocean growled softly against Desmond's ear, teeth raking that soft flesh "It all depends on how you're going to feel after I am done with you," Ocean rumbled, fingers slipping around and teasing over Desmond's hole, gently pushing in "I plan on putting you to sleep with this, though." He slowly pulled back from Desmond and carefully turned the man over onto his stomach, kissing the back of his shoulder lightly "Just stay relaxed." That was definitely not hard and Ocean knew it.

Lips very slowly traveled over Desmond's back. As promised, Ocean made sure that his mouth touched every inch of skin that Desmond had to offer. In some places -the sensitive areas mostly- Ocean made sure he sucked and nibbled until he was able to leave a hickey in his wake. Which meant that Desmond now had dozens of freshly made marks on his pale skin. It seemed to take hours, which, it kind of did, but eventually Ocean was where he had wanted to be the entire time. Hands settled on Desmond's asscheeks and he slowly spread them, smirking as he looked at that tight pucker "Breathe." Was the only instruction he had before lowering his head, tongue darting out and lips sucking hard at that puckered hole. Despite his very affectionate and slow showering of love to Desmond's body, the tongue-fucking was exactly that; an aggressive, growling, tongue-fucking. His tongue was thrusting in and out, mouth sucking hard, hands squeezing those plump globes of flesh. He was well and truly eating Desmond out, as promised.