Desmond loved that Michael's neck was sensitive. It was quickly becoming one of his favorite places to kiss the other man. He grinned brightly once Michael's shirt was off and then ran his hands over the man's chest. "Ha, wait, I'm supposed to be doing this with sunscreen," he teased as he moved his hands away and grabbed the bottle of sunscreen.

He placed a soft kiss to Michael's shoulder and then squeezed some of the lotion into his hands. Then he grinned and started to rub it into his skin.