Conor's hips jerked when Byron pulled his hair and bit him again, but that was about all he could manage. He slumped against the other man's chest as they caught their breath, trying to bring himself back down to reality.
"Fuck," he agreed. He took a few more deep breaths. "We'd have to burn my sofa," he joked, looking down at the mess they'd created. "But I can see why you like it, it's...intense."