Yussa pushes up to look at him, and Caleb feels vindicated. His lead might not have been subtle, but it does pay off. He knew Yussa would have both the equipment for and the interest in indulging that particular fantasy. He means to hide his knowing smile in Yussa's palm, as tilting his chin to meet the hand stroking his face, but Yussa kisses him before he can. That is much better anyway.

"I have every confidence in your ability to manage whatever might spark between us, Master Errenis," he quips back, carelessly and shamelessly flirtatious. He leans up for another kiss, and his arm slides down Yussa's back until his hand cups the curve of his ass, his fingers delving further between his legs.

There is no urgency, but he is curious about how affected Yussa may or may not be by going down on him. And curiosity, as is the case with most wizards, is one of his biggest flaws.