Together like this, thinking slowly goes out the window and instinct kicks in. Bishop feels Sawyers lips part abs he immediately wants to taste him. To feel his tongue rolling against his own. To feel those whimpers mixing with the rumbling vibrations. He carefully presses Sawyers back against the warmed tile and nips at his bottom lip.

His cock doesn’t take long to stir to almost completely hardness either. Not with the heat, the pressure, the scent flooding the shower between them.

It’s a split second decision but he knows what he wants. He perches Sawyers hips on the little ledge and holds onto his hips so he won’t slide off. Bishop kneels down between the others legs and doesn’t even hesitate to wrap his lips around his length. The first taste is good but it’s even better when he slips more of him into his mouth, rolling the soft velvet like skin against his tongue.