Felix closed his hand around the plug, concealing it from view. Perhaps he was a little predictable, but he couldn't imagine trying to restrain Shannon in any way, and he knew his lover didn't respond well to teasing and torture. Pleasure overwhelming was what Felix wanted for him, to share the things that he himself felt, the pleasures that Shannon gave to him.

He ignored the rest of the box and toys, bending close to Shannon again. His mouth ghosted past his lover's jaw and cheek, and rested butterfly-light at the corner of his lips. "I'm very good at being good," Felix promised in a low whisper. "Aren't I, sir?"