The way Caleb grabs his hips and rocks against him earns a soft, startled moan. The bulge of Caleb's cock is lined up just right. Gods, he wants it. But he supposes that has been evident since Caleb got to his knees earlier. He could probably get off like this if they kept their angle right.

Is it wicked to wonder how long he can keep this lovely young man with him? At the least, Yussa has every intention of offering satisfaction and thoroughly seeing to his own. A bit of stress relief and working off energy before he sets foot in a classroom for the first time in decades.

"You'll have to do more work first," he breathes. The requirement is twofold: it's been some years since Yussa was with a partner and he's keen to see Caleb apply all of his talents. As he speaks, Yussa grinds against Caleb again.

"Show me that your fingers are as good as your tongue."