The moment Barry's blood hit his tongue, it was like the whole world changed instantly. Why had he fought this? Why had he resisted so long? He felt as though power rushed into him with every swallow, like he'd been asleep all this time and only now he was starting to wake up. It took Barry to make him see that, to push through all that was holding him back. Really, Barry brought this on himself. He deserved it for pushing him. All while a small part of him still cried out in horror, fully aware of what was happening. Of what could happen if he didn't let go. If he just kept going. But oh he wanted to keep going and never stop.

Even as Barry tried to pull away, Harrison gripped him tighter. A low, wet growl sounded from the back of his throat, refusing to let go. He just bit down harder, tearing deeper. The beast inside him had been deprived too long and insisted on making up for all that he'd missed. Even trying to pull himself back wasn't helping. It just felt too good. And it became more and more difficult to fight himself, even knowing it was Barry he was hurting. Because if he had this kind of power all the time, if he felt this as often as possible, maybe he'd have the strength to defeat Zoom himself.