Control has been - and remains - an essential part of Yussa's life. He commands it effortlessly and he lives the way that he does to maintain it. It feels like instinct at his age. That is what makes having a partner he trusts enough to cede it to so delicious. It's been some time since he felt able to do it; he knows Caleb is capable, he knows Caleb enjoys it, when he finds his feet. Moments like this prove that his lover can more than balance him.

Yussa feels another shiver at Caleb's answer and at the way his patron's hands slide to spread him open. He keeps his eyes on the younger man's face as he lifts up more to guide the slick head of Caleb's cock past the soft give of his thoroughly prepared hole. It's far easier than he expects to sink down the first few inches. He swallows thickly and eases down more, until he finds himself fully sitting in Caleb's lap again. Gods, he feels good. Caleb's cock fills him differently - deeper - than the toy and Yussa feels himself tense around him.

He glances back to be sure he knows where Caleb's legs are, then carefully leans back, bracing himself against the other man's knees. It offers a better view of where his cock fills him as Yussa starts to move. For now he keeps Caleb deep, only letting him slide out a few inches before he sinks back down again, enjoying the deep stroke. This position also ensures that his flushed, wet cunt is on full display.