A soft, almost startled sound escapes him when Caleb stops. Yussa's breath hiccups as the younger man gives a firm thrust into him, making it clear that his arousal has fully returned. Were they not already feeling comfortable with each other, Yussa might be embarrassed by the weak, disappointed whimper that rises in his throat as Caleb says he intends to draw things out.

Yussa sags against his lover, panting softly as Caleb helps him move his leg. He knows he could demand that Caleb get him off. He could stroke himself off, but that isn't the game. His cunt bears down around the cock buried inside him and at first all he can do is nod his answer.

"Y-yes," he manages after a moment. Gods, he feels so wet and he is aching to come, but he wants to see how this plays out.