There's nothing more satisfying to him than getting to take Faraday apart, in his opinion. Ever since that first moment they met and Faraday showed how difficult he would be, and the fire that he would push with, Vasquez had wanted nothing more than to butt heads with him and earn himself a victory.

Having him come in his mouth, swallowing him down, and then being able to slide up his body and lie almost fully on top of him with a smug grin feels like a victory.

"Yes?" he responds, voice hoarse and honeyed, so very pleased with himself. "Good, no?"