Sawyer whines when the other pulls out, his body feeling empty and more stretched out than he's ever been. It's almost uncomfortable without anything inside. He shifts from foot to foot once he's set down and he still keeps pressed close to Bishop, needing his touch.

He's still overstimulated physically and mentally but he knows that his body had acted differently just now and he kind of gets what he means.

"You won't be able to say no...?" Sawyer frowns a bit and he lets Bishop take care of cleaning them up. It's taking all his concentration to stay on his feet and not just sit on the floor of the shower currently.