Caduceus loved the blush that rose in Caleb's cheeks and bloomed across his chest. He was so beautiful. And those wide eyes, the messy hair, Caleb was a work of art. Caduceus took a few moments to look him over, his own eyes pointedly fixed on the places where Caleb's skin glowed; cheeks, chest, down between his legs. A few moments for Caduceus to let him know he was desired before he returned all of his attention to meeting Caleb's eyes.
"Thank you for letting me know," he said, his voice still rough. "Thank you for being honest about what you want." He needed Caleb to know that he could tell him any time, at any point, if he wanted more or less of something, if there was more that Caduceus could do to please him. "Good boy."
His grip on Caleb's hips increased as his own pistoned up, pushing in hard. It wasn't enough from this angle, he couldn't get enough traction. He had to move them. He had to get them into place where he could pound into Caleb, could give him everything.
Their bed was big, though. They took up so little room together it left so much for play. Caduceus knew there could only be an inch left at most, and it was that aching inch at the base of his cock that just had to be inside Caleb. Still gripping Caleb's hips, Caduceus rolled them both quickly so that he was on top, Caleb pinned to the bed beneath him. He groaned, pleased at the new angle, pleased at how easy it was now to push into his mate. Caleb's legs were spread either side of Caduceus' body, and Caduceus lifted one hand, relinquished his grip on the small hips to take one of the wizard's wrists in his hand, pinning it to the pillow.
"Yes," he sighed heavily, rolling his hips and pressing deep, groaning at just how good this felt. "Yes. Good boy, Bren. You feel so good." He pressed his face against Caleb's neck, copying the attention that had been given to him not long ago, kissing his way down, dragging his teeth lightly as he continued his rough, steady movements. His free hand was braced against the bed for support, gripping the sheets to give himself some leverage. The pressure and the pleasure was building up, almost painful but he couldn't stop, he wouldn't. "You're taking- me so well- Bren-" Caduceus panted, moaning low against Caleb's skin as the last part of his cock, the thickest part of his cock, everted and filled his mate.
The pleasure was indescribable, and Caduceus bit down on the soft skin against his lips to stifle his moan. He sucked on the spot, kissed it, then grinned, and chuckled softly.
"That's better isn't it, little one?" he purred, now rolling his hips rather than thrusting, keeping himself deep to make sure Caleb got all the stimulation he needed. Caduceus moved his lips along an inch and kissed a different spot, drawing that between his teeth, too. His orgasm was curling tight and hot in his belly, twisting tighter and tighter as the base of his cock slid in and out, the sensation more heightened than it had ever been before.