Sawyer finds that he likes the way that Bishop bites him. It's in a way that seems to be made to make him feel good, to make him want more. He moans and rocks back into the other's thrusts.

The way the other touches him, Sawyer feels like he's slowly coming apart again and again under the other's touch. He tilts his head to the side, shuddering at being told he was good. He moans.

"You feel...so good," he pants softly, his ears burning.