Yussa feels as though he's been wrung out. There is no pride left in him, no part of him capable of affecting distance or disinterest. Caleb is burying his cock in his aching cunt slow enough that he can do nothing but feel everything his lover - his patron - wants to give him. The casually lewd comments about how wet he is send deeper heat to his face and Yussa tips his head down, not ashamed but certainly unable to deny it.
He was not expecting Caleb to drag this out, and the fact that this entire evening is unpredictable. Yussa can feel Caleb moving behind him, reaching, and he realizes quickly that it's the oil they've been using. He catches on to what Caleb is intending just a few seconds before he does it. Caleb's fingers push into him with ease, but Yussa still cries out, suddenly full in almost every way he can be. Panting, he twitches beneath the other man, muscles trembling. He nearly misses the question, to addled by having Caleb fucking him like this.
He knows he has a plug here - he brought several toys because he assumed that a person such as himself would have quite a collection, and because he want to be sure Caleb truly did have as many options as he might want. He manages to let go of the pillow long enough to gesture weakly at a side table not very far from the bed. Laid out there a handful of things Caleb might recognize and others that are new to him. But there is a selection of plugs, should his patron decide to use them at any point.
Deliriously, Yussa's mind drifts to being left ready for this man whenever he should want him. His cunt throbs around Caleb's cock and he whines softly the next time Caleb moves his hips.
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He was not expecting Caleb to drag this out, and the fact that this entire evening is unpredictable. Yussa can feel Caleb moving behind him, reaching, and he realizes quickly that it's the oil they've been using. He catches on to what Caleb is intending just a few seconds before he does it. Caleb's fingers push into him with ease, but Yussa still cries out, suddenly full in almost every way he can be. Panting, he twitches beneath the other man, muscles trembling. He nearly misses the question, to addled by having Caleb fucking him like this.
He knows he has a plug here - he brought several toys because he assumed that a person such as himself would have quite a collection, and because he want to be sure Caleb truly did have as many options as he might want. He manages to let go of the pillow long enough to gesture weakly at a side table not very far from the bed. Laid out there a handful of things Caleb might recognize and others that are new to him. But there is a selection of plugs, should his patron decide to use them at any point.
Deliriously, Yussa's mind drifts to being left ready for this man whenever he should want him. His cunt throbs around Caleb's cock and he whines softly the next time Caleb moves his hips.