Yussa's thighs tense as Caleb's hand slides lower, stopping short of where he needs it. His toes curl and he shivers hard in his lover's arms as his attention is drawn to just how wet he is.

He lolls his head back against Caleb's shoulder, feeling the slight throb in his shoulder where he's been bitten.

"Ah--" He grabs at Caleb's hair, holding tight as another wave of tension hits him, making him go tight around the cock buried in him. He turns his head toward Caleb's, nose brushing his bearded cheek.

"I can never have enough of you, sweet boy," he manages, breathless and weak as he feels.