there are times I choose to close my eyes

[dormition]

It's highly likely that the other two involved here are feeling deeply awkward about it. Good thing the person who counts in this-- Minato-- doesn't.

Still, they'd each had a vodka cranberry (the alcohol a favor from a friend of Minato's, and vodka cranberry being the kind of drink Minato makes when left to his own devices) to help smooth over the bumps, and then they'd retreated upstairs to Shinji's room, because he wants to do this somewhere they're more likely to feel comfortable. His own barren room, devoid of personality, isn't somewhere they've ever had sex before. He's only had sex there once, with Elizabeth.

Minato is last into the room, his two seniors preceding him, and once he closes the door he tilts his head at the both of them and composes his thoughts.

"You're both going to do what I say, right?"

They'd agreed on that, but now, in the direct moment, he'd like some confirmation. One last chance for someone to bolt. (It's not going to be Minato. Maybe he should feel weird about this, or nervy, or worried that he's not capable, but it's none of those things. It's really, really not.

He's just deeply pleased to get to do this for them-- that they'd trust him with it.)