Yussa has always appreciated Caleb's considerate approach to intimacy of all kinds, but he also finds it thrilling when his lover finds the more brazen side of himself. Yussa's face warms when Caleb's hands boldly find his waist again, reminding both of them how petite Yussa is compared to the man he's welcomed into this space. A coy smile appears as those hands move behind him and slide lower.

He steps closer still, leaving just enough space to continue his work. He unbuttons Caleb's trousers, keeping his gaze on the other man's face as he does. His fingers, by virtue of their task, brush against Caleb's stomach, though his shirt is still between them. Not for long, however. Beginning a the bottom, Yussa untucks Caleb's shirt and starts unbuttoning it, slowly working here.

"I am sure you'll master it quickly." Yussa likes the thought of Caleb stumbling across the spells since he so clearly neglected to mention them at all to his protégé. He'll have to ask more details when it won't risk breaking their little fantasy.

His smile turns into something more like a smirk and he lowers his gaze, seeming demure but anything but. "And since you have done your research, surely you know I rarely share either."

Like the Ruby, he can afford to be more choosey with his clients, and the cost for his time alone rules out most. Caleb had to save for quite some time to have this night, he knows. Yussa pauses unbuttoning long enough to tug loose the ribbon tied at Caleb's throat. He leaves it draped in place and finishes with the last few buttons. His fingers brush lightly over pale skin, admiring the dusting of dark red hair.

"Perhaps it would be best to sit down now, hm? I would hate to make you lose your balance as I remove your boots."