A soft, ragged moan escapes him as Caleb sweetly works him through the delicious little shocks that come after - or maybe he's the cause of them. He nearly loses his balance, might have, if not Caleb's hands on his hips. Yussa indulges in the perfect caress of Caleb's tongue a little longer before he finally draws his hips back. Not far, just enough to make himself clear.

He doesn't move otherwise, save to press his other hand against the wall behind Caleb. He pants for breath, eyes nearly closed as he relishes the pleasure still rolling through him. He stays like that, possibly for too long considering it keeps Caleb on his knees. But, after another moment, Yussa eases back to lean against the opposite wall - thankfully not very far in the small stall - so that Caleb can at least get up without knocking him over.