Bishop was going to take that as some sort of permission. The kiss is returned hungrily and he reaches down to lift Sawyer up onto his arms again.

The water would have to warm up again to get cleaned up, and the sheets could be washed.

He turns the water off blindly and carefully carries him back into their room, to their bed. He presses him down against the warm, dry bedding and doesn’t even stop kissing him the entire time.