The position leaves him uniquely helpless. He can't plant his feet on the bed or wrap his legs around Caleb, and without folding himself more, he can't quite reach his lover either. Warmth stains his cheeks and his chest and he tries to draw his legs in as if that might trap the pleasure he's feeling. He isn't sure he'll come again from this, but gods, he doesn't need to.

Yussa pants for breath and his hand drops to cover the one holding onto his hip. The color in his cheeks deepens as Caleb's lips trail kisses up his leg. The muscles flex beneath the other man's touch and Yussa tries not to writhe as Caleb fucks deep into him.

"That's it," he whispers breathless encouragement in heavily accented Common. "Give me everything. Caleb--"

His voice catches on a moan as his cunt tightens around the other man, making Yussa urgently aware of how every thrust spreads him open.