"I want to make you beg, not just whimper," Vasquez guarantees with a sly grin, but he pauses and gives him a long look when Faraday goes and gets more serious than he'd been expecting him to. Sure, he'd been very sick, but to hear how worried he'd been?

He swallows back the teasing and the impulse to treat this lightly, knowing he needs to be honest, too. "I knew I wanted you and you did die," he points out heavily. "I'm trying to take everything I can." He leans in to slow things down, his kisses over Faraday's neck slow and steady. "Besides, I have something else to gift you," he adds, tugging on Faraday's earlobe before nipping.

"I'm not going to sleep with anyone else from now, not even Bobo."