Ashura sighed, knowing he had pushed to far again. He was always unsure, of where that line was with Felix. It was hard to understand his aversion to it, though parts of him did.

He scooted up behind him, wrapping his arms around his middle, pressing soft kisses to his shoulders, neck, the back of his head.

"I am happy like this too," he murmured to him. "I am happy, waking up with someone I love it. It is more than I have ever had."