Bashir might be saying something, but it's not particularly coherent. Likely just some variation on how good Jamie is, how sweet, how much he wants it, and how Bashir is going to take and take.

To stop himself saying too much, he mouths at Jamie's shoulder then bites down. Not hard enough to break the skin, not yet. When he's not babbling on, the slick, wet sounds of their fucking is loud in the room.