Once again Caduceus sucked in a breath that was exhaled in a moan, his muscles tensing, trembling at the sensation of a second finger against the first and the perfect warmth of Caleb's mouth around his cock. He'd never felt anything like it. Nothing had ever felt that good.
And now that Caleb's head was lowered again he could slide his fingers back into his hair, gentle and affectionate, not quite holding him in place but certainly firm. The heat and the ache hadn't abated at all, had barely waned at any point despite the relief of pressure.
Just in case there wasn't enough stimulation going on, he could also feel where Caleb's fingers were so much closer to the base of his cock now, where it was incredibly sensitive. And really, if Melora hadn't meant for them to do touch like this why would She have made it feel so good?
Caduceus sighed softly as the last inch of his length slid out, pushing into Caleb's mouth. It both relieved the pressure in his lower body, and left a more space, made him less tight, made it easier for Caleb's fingers to enter him, if he wanted to.
"Please, Caleb-" he didn't really know what he was asking for. He just knew he didn't want anything to stop. Warmth was washing through him, and something was building, slowly slowly, like winding something up tight. "You feel wonderful. Good boy, Caleb."