Where Eli went, Shannon followed. When they were against the bed, when the restraints were moved, Shannon didn't do much aside from roll his wrists while smoothing his hands toward the buckles of Eli's jacket. He heard his Dom undoing them and could tell where he was working; Shannon placed his own hands at one tier off and began working in the opposite direction. A task such as that helped him hone in on a single focus, the buckles and Eli and everything right in front of him only, and in that single-mindedness did his mind begin to relax.

It took a few moments for the words to truly sink in, and he belatedly took a deep breath. It had whispers of a shudder inside it, but soon it came naturally and he seemed even further calmed. "Yes sir," he said. That was late, too. He was nowhere near capable of keeping up with his own trains of thought right now.