Oh, and that was good. He hadn't really realized what it must be like from the other side, that night he'd missed the bite mark and then...ended up in the shower. Despite the warmth his shivered against Poe. The feeling not one of being a thing, of being part of some nameless whole that came with the Order. But of belonging. To, with, It didn't matter. It was just perfect.

"...All yours."