Caleb breathes in sharply as Yussa moves, and in the process of sitting up slides all the way down on his cock. Just as the wave of heat from that sensation rolls through him, it is wrenched away entirely as the other man eases off and moves to his side, graceful limbs endearingly shaky. It is the first time he's left his cunt since he entered him earlier, and he feels the lack of Yussa's wet heat around him keenly.

He allows a moment for another deep breath before he turns slowly onto his side facing the older wizard and finds that arresting golden gaze on him already. That alone sends a pleasant shiver up his spine. Flushed and smiling a crooked little smile, Caleb lifts a hand to push loose hair back from his face, then reaches out to Yussa to do the same for him, though his fingers linger with far more fondness. They trail down his face to his jaw, then slide beneath his chin as he leans in for a warm kiss, bringing their bodies close again, though not in a position to enter him yet.

"I miss being inside you already," he admits. Between them, his wet cock leaves a slick streak where it brushes Yussa's stomach. "You are not too sensitive to continue?" He asks despite his previous playful ultimatum, because he doesn't want it if Yussa won't enjoy it, and there are other ways for him to get off.