Felix slid one foot across the floor, not quite a meter apart, in obedience to Shannon's request. His hands remained still at his sides. He could remain perfectly, beautifully still for hours, if that was what Shannon desired, but just the hint of warm fingertips near his groin stirred his cock gently.

His lips parted as well, an expression of something akin to wonder painting his face in the golden light. Shannon had done so much more than Felix expected, or even dreamed... and he'd done it, at least initially, because Felix wanted it.