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Ocean couldn't help but smirk as he felt Desmond shaking beneath him. That stuttered out curse only made things better. Slowly he pulled his mouth away, though his fingers slid into Desmond's quivering hole and he easily started thrusting his long fingers in and out, pressing against Desmond's prostate "What's the matter, Dezzy?" Ocean purred, kissing and biting over one of those plump little ass cheeks. "Did you want to cum? Do you need help doing that?" He had a feeling that Desmond could well and truly get off without his cock being touched, but... never knew. He slowly put his face back where it had been, growling as he started both tongue-fucking and finger-fucking Desmond, working twice as hard to get his lover off.