Yussa trembles over Caleb, panting quietly as the other man works him through his orgasm. He bites his lip as Caleb's thumb strokes over his nipple, sending pleasant little shocks right to his core. The pressure makes his breath catch - even the ache feels good. Remembering himself, his hand moves, stroking slowly as Caleb winds him down.

He manages not to whine as Caleb pulls his fingers free. His eyes open in time to see Caleb licking and sucking his fingers clean and his cunt throbs in response. Yussa moves slowly and slides off to the side of the man beneath him. He manages to do so without seeming like he's just collapsing. His hand stays on the other man's cock, thumb stroking along the side of it before he gives another full stroke.

"Am I not ready now?" he asks with warm amusement. A little more, Caleb suggests. Yussa wonders what that looks like to his lover.