He kneels on the chaise as he's been directed. Heat flushes his cheeks as Caleb presses up behind him and he can feel his lover's cock against him as the other man strokes himself.
"That would suggest I approve," he says as primly as he can manage. Even as he says it, Yussa reaches back to drape his arm around Caleb's neck as best he can as the echo, now undressed, joins them on the chaise. Yussa watches with intent interest even as Caleb kisses his ear. The shadow's hands are cool on his hips, but firm, as it braces Yussa for what is surely next. It's strange to see his lover's expressions - which he knows so intimately now - reflected in this echo's face. Every detail is as it should be, save for the lack of color.
Yussa shifts slightly, confident that he will not lose balance, and lets his knees slide further apart to ensure both men have whatever access they need. His heart is pounding again with a rush of excitement. Though he has seen the echo before, this is new, and he cannot help the fevered memory of the Feywild when Caleb proposed--something like this.
no subject
"That would suggest I approve," he says as primly as he can manage. Even as he says it, Yussa reaches back to drape his arm around Caleb's neck as best he can as the echo, now undressed, joins them on the chaise. Yussa watches with intent interest even as Caleb kisses his ear. The shadow's hands are cool on his hips, but firm, as it braces Yussa for what is surely next. It's strange to see his lover's expressions - which he knows so intimately now - reflected in this echo's face. Every detail is as it should be, save for the lack of color.
Yussa shifts slightly, confident that he will not lose balance, and lets his knees slide further apart to ensure both men have whatever access they need. His heart is pounding again with a rush of excitement. Though he has seen the echo before, this is new, and he cannot help the fevered memory of the Feywild when Caleb proposed--something like this.