Caleb nearly chuckles as Yussa seems to finally remember to stroke him, but manages to restrain himself to a smile that reaches his eyes, deepening the lines at the corners. It becomes a little less funny once Yussa has settled on the bed beside him and gives his cock more focused attention. The deliberate way he touches him steals Caleb's breath for a moment.

"Ja, you seem very ready to me," he replies, low and warm. He slides an arm beneath Yussa around his waist to bring him closer as he turns onto his side facing him. Nuzzling into his neck, he leaves soft kisses to contrast the prickle of his beard. "I think it will be a bit of a stretch still, but doable." He imagines the other wizard might like that, even.

He loves the way Yussa's hand looks on him so much that he's loath to lose it, but he is eager to fill him more intimately. Caleb cradles his slim hips and does a little of the manhandling Yussa had encouraged earlier tonight, expending some effort to turn the other man onto his side as well and pull him back against his chest. His cock slots nicely against the curve of his ass, and Caleb can't help grinding against him as he feels a heady little thrill at accomplishing this small act of physical strength.