Yussa laughs quietly when Caleb asks where they are. He sits up slowly and stretches, apparently in no rush to clean up now that Caleb's needs to have been tended.
"We are in my home in Rexxentrum," he answers with a coy smile. "I promise I have not absconded with you to Marquet. Tempting, though."
Slowly, he eases off Caleb and manages to get to his feet without losing his balance. Yussa makes a gesture and casts Prestidigitation to at least clean off Caleb's stomach. He seems to consider their situation and glances across the room toward a set of stairs.
"Join me upstairs?" he asks as he returns his attention to Caleb. "I think the bed may treat us better than the couch."
Which is not to say he hasn't enjoyed every second of Caleb's attention since arriving, but Yussa thinks he'd like to be on a bed if this man is going to properly fuck him. Besides, it also brings them much closer to a bathroom for the sake of cleaning up after, as Yussa sincerely hopes that he won't be able to muster even a cantrip by the time they are through.
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"We are in my home in Rexxentrum," he answers with a coy smile. "I promise I have not absconded with you to Marquet. Tempting, though."
Slowly, he eases off Caleb and manages to get to his feet without losing his balance. Yussa makes a gesture and casts Prestidigitation to at least clean off Caleb's stomach. He seems to consider their situation and glances across the room toward a set of stairs.
"Join me upstairs?" he asks as he returns his attention to Caleb. "I think the bed may treat us better than the couch."
Which is not to say he hasn't enjoyed every second of Caleb's attention since arriving, but Yussa thinks he'd like to be on a bed if this man is going to properly fuck him. Besides, it also brings them much closer to a bathroom for the sake of cleaning up after, as Yussa sincerely hopes that he won't be able to muster even a cantrip by the time they are through.