Ramping up slowly and building intensity serves Caleb well; when he finally gives Yussa what he needs, it isn't much longer before he's going tight and coming on his tongue. The quiet pride he takes in getting the other wizard off both skillfully and efficiently shows in the bright focus of his eyes and the slight curl of his lips as he works Yussa down from it with gentler, soothing licks.

What a relief that it hasn't been long enough yet for his cock to begin to stir again. At least he won't be spending the remainder of the morning fighting down his own arousal--or so he hopes.

When he feels the subtle tremors in Yussa's body subside, Caleb slides his leg gently from his shoulder and sits up, wincing a little as he feels the strain that position put on his back. Gods, he really isn't getting any younger, is he. Still, he leans in to kiss the other man sweetly, hands framing his bare hips in a soft and affectionate caress.

"That is a performance I am satisfied with," he murmurs.