I remember having an illuminating conversation once with a male friend who had been my friend-with-benefits for a while. “Remember the first time we hooked up?” I effused over drinks. “I couldn’t believe you didn’t know how much I wanted to fuck you. I mean, I took you up to my room, and showed you my sex toy collection… and we hung out talking on my bed for like an hour… and then I finally had to make the first move, because it didn’t seem like you were going to!”
“Of course I wasn’t going to,” my friend replied. “I was waiting for you to give me the green light.”