In this moment Shannon knew that he possessed all of Felix. Nothing existed but the two of them. A sense of power flooded through Shannon in a rush, making his hips move all the faster and drive deeper. It was more than just the physical sensation and he felt drunk on it. He didn't want it to end. He wanted something of this moment to remain after it had passed, something that would linger longer than fading red lines. He pulled back, looking down at Felix, wanting to see what his lover looked like in surrender once more.