Yussa breathes in sharply as Caleb's finger slides into him. It's a gentle stretch and he rocks his hips subtly as Caleb curls it inside him. He's missed this feeling, having a partner rather than a toy or clever spell.

"Good," he murmurs. "It's been some time."

He can give Caleb that confession, it can only help at this point. Yussa plucks at the laces on his binder - a zipper might be easier, but he prefers the aesthetic. The knot comes loose and he takes a deeper breath as the binder opens. That exposes his breasts, small but certainly noticeable on his slender frame.