Neither of them need it, but Caleb had counted on Yussa reminding him anyway. His head spins a little with each shift of his hips, his voice faltering on a soft moan edged with enough helplessness to prove that he can't be mastering Yussa entirely. But he sees the fantasy for what it is, something that appeals to Yussa in this moment, and he is eager to indulge him and curious to explore it more.
"I think it is only fair." He's a little breathless, his gut alight with arousal potent enough to make his spent cock give a weak, reluctant throb where it's retained a little fullness held in the perfect soft embrace of the other man's body. "Don't you?"
His fingers slide up together to pinch his clit between them, stroking slow and slick just above the swollen, sensitive tip. "Though we could swap every now and then. I could find time to visit your office on a day off and master you there while the sun is high."
It is a bit of a daring thing to interject, but doesn't seem out of place with some of their banter so far. This is only a fantasy. If Yussa doesn't like the direction he takes, he can always guide it elsewhere, and Caleb will follow along.
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"I think it is only fair." He's a little breathless, his gut alight with arousal potent enough to make his spent cock give a weak, reluctant throb where it's retained a little fullness held in the perfect soft embrace of the other man's body. "Don't you?"
His fingers slide up together to pinch his clit between them, stroking slow and slick just above the swollen, sensitive tip. "Though we could swap every now and then. I could find time to visit your office on a day off and master you there while the sun is high."
It is a bit of a daring thing to interject, but doesn't seem out of place with some of their banter so far. This is only a fantasy. If Yussa doesn't like the direction he takes, he can always guide it elsewhere, and Caleb will follow along.