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Desmond wasn't quite sure which part of Ocean had the most talent when it came to causing him to writhe against their sheets like this; his fingers, his cock, or his tongue. His lean body was covered in marks from Ocean's mouth, most of them caused from the time between reaching the bed and now whereas some others were a little older and dim. Desmond didn't care, even if Ocean sucked a mark where it might be a little too visible, he didn't even bother to try and cover them up and no one really dared to ask if they saw.

Another thing Ocean was good at was keeping his word. Desmond's fingers were curled into the sheets, head down and breathing heavy as Ocean's tongue aggressively went at his hole. His whole body was alight in shivers and it didn't take long for a shine of sweat to coat his skin and small noises started coming from him. His back arched and he pressed his body closer to the bed as his arms shook, it was getting harder and harder to hold himself up as Ocean continued tongue-fucking him with no break. "Fuck...Ocean." The words left him in a whine as his head pressed further into the pillows and ended with a groan of please. His whole body felt on fire as Ocean pushed him towards climax with nothing more than his tongue, Desmond's own cock throbbing between his legs.