It's impossible to ignore the way Caleb's cock throbs inside him, not yet finished even of the other man seems momentarily worn out. Yussa tenses briefly in Caleb's arms as the other man moves, sinking back and withdrawing his cock at least part way. He shifts his hips, lifting himself just enough that Caleb slips out the rest of the way. It leaves him achingly empty, but he'll survive.

Yussa closes his eyes and stays right where he is, catching his breath and just basking in the warmth and shared pleasure and affection. Everything feels more intense, which he is sure to do with their surroundings. Knowing that certainly doesn't negate it.

He isn't sure if it's Caleb's seed or his own wetness that he can feel on his thighs and he decides that it's likely both after that. He continues to rub his fingers gently over the back of Caleb's neck.

"I think you're being affected by something, my friend," he murmurs, not weary necessarily, but his voice is heavier.