At some point--even Caleb would be hard pressed to determine exactly when--kissing this man and feeling his touch against his face, soft, elegant fingers brushing over the texture of his beard, became one of his favorite things. Maybe it was the very first time they did this.

His voice is also nothing short of entrancing. That might be what Caleb had missed most over the course of this particular encounter.

"Ah. My knowledge of trancing is only rudimentary, but I wondered if that was the case." He smiles too, pleased to confirm that he'd done well enough to test Yussa's self-control. That's no easy thing. "Is this an experience you would be interested in repeating, or has the novelty worn off?"