"Haah!" Corbin's back arched a bit at the sharp pinch, and he whined at the denial as Caleb stopped moving. It was still so good, slick and molten and tight around him, but it would feel even better if Caleb would move again. The pinch just got a moan this time and he nodded. "Yessir... okay..."

He had to move his hands out of the way, holding onto the pillow he had been sleeping on less than five minutes ago as he kissed back eagerly, still a little sleepy soft but already wanting more. He leaned into the touch, turning his head to kiss Caleb's palm.

And Caleb had to tell him the rules and he groaned, eyes closing for a second. He chewed on his lower lip for a moment and nodded, his words coming out breathlessly. "Yessir." Oh gods the thought of Caleb riding him as much as he wanted all day long and he couldn't come sent a jolt of heat through his belly, and he had to clench his hands tight in the pillow to keep from just immediately trying to touch him. He licked his lips, his desire to be good and listen warring with his desire for Caleb to follow through on his threat.

But as soon as Caleb started to move he couldn't help it, he reached out, sliding a hand up his thigh, his eyes on Caleb's the whole time.