A frown tugs at his lips. "Do you know what makes you different from my lovers? Neither of them dare touch me without my knowledge and consent. They have waited, they respect my needs, they are clear about their desires." He pauses to draw a breath in an effort to keep his tone even and clear. "If you wish to be friends... or more, you must respect who I am and the boundaries I hold. You of all people should understand why I have them."