"Direct observation is one way to put it," Caleb says, brows raised for emphasis, before Yussa leans into him for another kiss. This one is a tease in exactly the way that gets Caleb hot under the collar, a promising swipe of tongue over his lower lip, but Yussa draws back before Caleb can open his mouth to him the way he immediately wanted to.

Gods, this man knows exactly how to drive him wild. He would call it unfair if he didn't enjoy it so much.

"So far so good. But we have barely gotten started," he points out, still wearing a lazy little smile. His gaze slips down to watch their hands move together on his cock, Yussa's over his. He's hard and red already, and even these slow, loose strokes feel good enough that he feels the urge to rock his hips into them, his gut filled with heat.

The hand still spread over Yussa's ass gives a more pointed squeeze, and Caleb's fingers press with intention this time against the base of the plug, pushing it that fraction deeper. Yussa isn't the only one capable of teasing.