Yussa leans back against the headboard, in part to ensure Caleb has an unobstructed view as his cock slides between his cunt and the soft, wet fabric of his smalls. His eyes nearly close when Caleb moves just right and he cannot help a moan.

He forces his attention between them again, enraptured with the debauched look of it. He's throbbing with his arousal and feeling the rub of his lover's cock against him, grinding over his clit and against the sensitive skin of his folds pushes him higher. A flush spreads across Yussa's chest, matching the color in his cheeks.

Yussa licks his fingers before he touches Caleb's cock again, rubbing over just the head each time Caleb thrusts forward hard enough to reach his hand. It's still a thrill to know fully the effect he has on his younger lover, and he realizes it may be just as heady for Caleb to know his impact on the archmage he beds.