“I don’t— I haven’t really had many good experiences in that department,” Derek admits with a frown of his own, curling in on himself a bit. The idea that he’s supposed to be having sex is intimidating, but that’s what he’s here for. “I just thought—I don’t know. People want me. Well. Not me. They want my body. They can use it if it helps.”

He stands up because he has to, stretching a bit as he takes a few steps away. “It’s been done before. At least this time I have a say in it.”