Yussa can practically see the spark in Caleb's eyes as the comment lands, and just a breath later he's being pulled closer and into a kiss. He arches against his patron and his fingers brush into Caleb's hair as their mouths meet. The kiss is short, but it still leaves Yussa feeling a rush of heat.
"Is this the first time you've had something so fine all to yourself?" he asks, a grin in his voice as he slips his leg over Caleb's hip, leaving himself open to Caleb's touch, wherever it might go. He gives the other man another kiss, attempting to draw it out just a little more.
Yussa knows he's still wet, possibly more so after riding Caleb's cock not that long ago. His arousal hasn't really waned since Caleb walked through the door and even if the bath washed away the evidence of it, there is no hiding it for long. Not left bare and open as he is.
"Take inspiration in knowing there is nothing I would deny you," he murmurs sweetly. "You have taken such care of me, my sweet one."
The phrase skirts very close to the words that mean so much between them. But Caleb is always his sweet boy, even if the man he is playing at being tonight isn't.
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"Is this the first time you've had something so fine all to yourself?" he asks, a grin in his voice as he slips his leg over Caleb's hip, leaving himself open to Caleb's touch, wherever it might go. He gives the other man another kiss, attempting to draw it out just a little more.
Yussa knows he's still wet, possibly more so after riding Caleb's cock not that long ago. His arousal hasn't really waned since Caleb walked through the door and even if the bath washed away the evidence of it, there is no hiding it for long. Not left bare and open as he is.
"Take inspiration in knowing there is nothing I would deny you," he murmurs sweetly. "You have taken such care of me, my sweet one."
The phrase skirts very close to the words that mean so much between them. But Caleb is always his sweet boy, even if the man he is playing at being tonight isn't.