Bishop doesn’t really mind that Sawyers lost focus. His own is completely on his mate, anyway. Making him feel good is all that matters in this moment. He licks his lips and breathes another pleased moan and reaches down with his free hand to gently move Sawyers hand from his cock to place it around his neck instead.

“Let me take care of you,” he whispers against Sawyers cheek and rocks his finger deeper, swirling it around to feel all of that sensitive wetness.