Sawyer swallows heavily as the other's mouth moves over him. He squirms at the teasing tongue, biting back noises without thinking about it. His hand slips from the other's hair to his shoulder and he lets out a shuddered breath.

"I want... to have sex with you," he says quietly, swallowing heavily. It's hard for him to talk about what he wants, to put words to the feelings and urges. He's never had to before.