Kate's breasts, Juliet's open mouth, Sawyer's thrusting hips, Jack's clenching hands.
Because it could never end any other way. Because no one would ever make a damn choice, not once.
There is no hesitation now, no back and forth, no hide and seek.
There are simply entangled limbs , sweat, sand caught between Jack's teeth as he throws his head back, moans, and Sawyer thrusts harder, one hand on each of the women's breasts, and Kate presses herself into the front of Juliet, who is pressed into Jack, who is pinned by Sawyer and
As Jack has always said, live together or die alone. No one wants alone.