You wanna know? I don't make hollow threats. [Which are absolutely separate from threats made in joking. He cannot complete the menace that's required. The sexual tension and now the calm, almost melting feeling against the bed and below Mike is not at all typical to Frank's life. He makes his heart beat faster and slower, peak interest and beautiful, wonderful afterglow.]

Uh huh. Now you're catching on. We'll get some nosh.

[Frank lightly touches over Mike's face as it rests to his skin. Stubble and the apple of his cheek. The corners of his eyes crinkle when he smiles and pulls swells of love from him each and every time.]

...I'm still gonna tell you that I think you're handsome.

[Fingers intertwine.]