Alcuin couldn't help it; this conjured up a sudden image of Fin trussed up with a ball gag, and it made his cheeks go slightly pink again.

He was glad, though, that he hadn't accidentally said something more incriminating about vampires. And he supposed it wasn't exactly off base for Fin to get the impression he liked a little rough sex on occasion.

"It's difficult," he finally said. "I feel like I have to trust someone, for that." He thought of Michael, and how he'd given that as an excuse for seducing him; he was a complete stranger that Alcuin also knew he could trust, and how rare is that?