[It was all interesting to know, to learn about. Mink was curious and cautious, as he didn't want to die mid-fucking, but he wasn't so concerned about any of that. Finch said he would be careful and he believed him.]

That sounds exhausting. Does sex lose its potency when you need it in the same way you do food? [He licks his lips and shudders at the course of pleasure, the only sign that he's affected.] I don't believe you.

It's not any easier. I'd think it was harder for someone like you.

[Always giving in, submitting if they had to. Mink leans in and presses a light kiss to the base of his throat.]

Tell me you want me and mean it.