Yussa can't help a moan as Caleb finally pushes into him. He takes it slow, which Yussa is grateful for, but gods he still feels the stretch as his lover's cock moves in and out of him, sinking a bit deeper each time. Still, he is aroused enough that his body yields and so rather than an ache he just feels full.

His thigh is tense against Caleb's hand and he moans louder when he finally bottoms out. Yussa's head lolls back and he his cunt flutters and squeezes around the other man. His other leg moves, pressing against Caleb's side as if he can trap him where he is. They've rushed this before, but tonight it's entirely deliberate for the sake of this feeling and it's utterly worth it.

"Oh, gods," he gasps out. He's quite certain neither of them are capable of a proper kiss right now but he reaches up to pull Caleb into one anyway, brief and uncoordinated. One hand drops between them and his fingers tremble as the brush over his clit. That makes his hips jump and he hiccups a breath.

"Caleb--don't stop, please--" He's sure that is the farthest thing from Caleb's mind, but it can't hurt to reassure him all the same.