It's slower now that Caleb and his echo are working together to fill Yussa, helping him take more than he's ever given him before. They move in tandem, which isn't difficult considering they're the same person, even if they are separate.

"That's good?" he asks softly, not really needing an answer. He can tell by the way Yussa grinds against him, the tone of his voice as he moans, and the way his finger moves easily inside him together with his echo's cock in deep, steady thrusts. "Could you take one more, do you think?"

He thinks so, anyway. Tucking his middle finger in beside the first seems almost easy now. As he does, he feels the throb of his echo's cock, glances up to watch him curl forward, his lips parting with what Caleb knows would be a moan if he could hear it. Caleb makes a sound in his place, though it's a quieter gasp as he marvels at how Yussa takes his fingers, at how the echo's cock feels warm and real inside his body.

"You are doing so well," he tells Yussa quietly, encouraging and admiring. "He really likes you. I can tell." A glance up at his echo for emphasis, lips curling up in a playful little smile.