[He sighs softly, wishing that there really was no Wesker, no Adachi, no anyone else on this island. Just him and Birkin and their experiments, with no one to bother or distract them.]

[He leans in to nibble and suck at Birkin's neck, shrugging out of his own lab coat as best he can while half sitting on it]

If I inspire nymphomania, I'm not complaining either.