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A whine left him when Ocean pulled away before groaning as he replaced his tongue with his fingers and pressed into that bundle of nerves. No, Desmond definitely did not need help getting off, not when he had such a talented lover taking care of him. He didn't trust his voice however and instead shook his head against the pillow with a moan and then a stuttering gasp as Ocean's tongue returned to it's previous position at his hole, this time with the added length of Ocean's fingers. A particularly sharp shiver shook his body as his cock twitched and he knew he was close to release. Fingers curling so tightly around the blankets his knuckles were probably white, Desmond finally gave into the sharp heat growing in him and came with a cry of his lover's name, half muffled as his face pressed further into the pillow and his toes curled.