Meeting Caleb's gaze sends a jolt straight to his core. Yussa breathes in sharply and a moan escapes on the exhale. His head bumps back against the sturdy headboard behind him; given how tight the bandeau is, it's hard to miss the rise and fall of his chest as he pants for air. His lover's rapt attention is exactly what he wants, but to be at the center of it can be intense.

"Don't stop," he manages, voice heavy as tension builds in him. He flicks his gaze up to meet Caleb's again, golden eyes dark and intent. "Harder," he encourages.

The pressure, the constant stroking over his most sensitive places is driving him toward his peak. Yussa wants to see if his younger lover can get him there without any intervention from him. And he likes seeing a more unrestrained approach when he can provoke it.