It takes some creative cheating that will bite him in the ass later to keep from losing it right along with Locus. Watching him break, hearing his voice shatter apart like that is always the first step to his own undoing. All that heat banked and roiling in his gut, scraping along under his skin- it needs an outlet. Demands it. Anymore sensation would snap the hair thin thread holding him back-

So Delta removes the stimulation. Rendering him half numb is fucking startling, not entirely unlike a bucket of cold water dumped all over his nerves from the inside out- but he stays hard.

Stays determined as he keeps snapping his hips down over and over, eye locked on Sam's face. "We're nowhere near done yet, Lobo, you better be ready-"

His head dips, his teeth dig into Sam's skin, biting in a fresh bruise. "You too Isaac. I'm not done with you."