There's a desperate kind of relief as Caleb gets hard. He isn't actually sure what he would have done if he couldn't have roused him at all. Yussa braces his free hand against Caleb's chest for balance as he adjusts his position. He rocks his hips and he can't help the sound that escapes him as his cunt slides over the other man's cock. Yussa doesn't try to put it in yet, as if friction might actually offer relief when it hadn't just a moment ago.

"Caleb," he gasps out, voice tight. He trembles and his fingers dig against Caleb's shoulder. "Caleb--"

He thinks deliriously of the coy offer the younger man made earlier. He hadn't expected to be taking advantage in the middle of the night, but here they are. Moonlight pours in through the lattice windows, spilling pale light across the bed.