Caleb gives a soft, breathless bark of a laugh, grinning. Their sense of humor is remarkably similar, and Caleb wonders how many people in Exandria, if asked to describe Yussa Errenis, would include funny.

"Ja, I think I may have liked them too much."

His hands slide slowly up his lover's sides until he cradles his hips between them, thumbs hooking into the waist of Yussa's smalls. His voice is low and amused and suggestive.

"Should I help you remove them?"