Shannon spoke so calmly and confidently that Felix felt he understood perfectly, could see the pose in his mind's eye as well as Shannon could see it. That warm touch on his side was reassuring, and straining as it might be, Felix wanted to do what he asked, wanted to be beautiful for him.

"Yes, sir," Felix whispered, and felt his way to roll his shoulders over the back of the chair. He slid his hands down the back, and gripped the sides, before tensing his stomach and raising his hips slowly, until his back was at an acute angle to the back of the chair. He had to move carefully, keeping his body straight, as the knots began to pull and tighten just a touch further. Felix gasped at the sensation, his head tilting back in a moment of strange and delicious pleasure.