Yussa sits up more when he feels able to do so, just in time for Caleb to grip his hips and thrust up into him. He gasps as their bodies meet with the lewd clap of skin. Well then, that's certainly enough to spur him on. Realizing Caleb's planted his feet more on the bed, Yussa slowly leans back again, once more bracing himself against the other man's knees so that the angle of his body allows Caleb to see everything.

It also ensures his patron can get deep on every thrust.

Once he feels stable, Yussa starts moving again. It's clear how badly Caleb wants it and Yussa is not in the business of denying him tonight. A satisfied smile plays subtly across Yussa's mouth as he rides the man beneath him, trying to move in ways that make Caleb gasp and squeeze his hips tighter. Every few thrusts he sinks down all the way, pressing into Caleb's lap to grind against him, feeling him deep before he lifts up again. The slide of Caleb's cock is perfect, it's easy even if he still feels snug around him. And it's satisfying to be able to take him like this with so little work. Yussa will have to remember.

He looks down at Caleb, better able to admire how flushed he is, the pleasure on his face as he pants and tries to fuck up into him.