[Sam260]

Ocean followed his fiance into the kitchen and smiled fondly "You smell fine to me." He commented idly as he started grabbing the eggs, bread, and a few other things for their breakfast, lining everything up so Desmond could pick what he wanted to make them "Actually, you smell like sex and sweat. Perhaps a shower is a good idea." He shrugged a shoulder and smirked -he couldn't help himself, truly. He was so turned on by Desmond that it was hard to keep his hands off of him, and when he got too touchy-feely, of course it led to much more than just touching. "Do you need any help or do you want me to just get out of the way?" It was no secret, at all, that Ocean sucked at cooking beyond all belief.