He shivered at Corbin's continued movements, shifting his head to nose his jaw up so that Caleb could lazily suck kisses on the underside. It was on the edge of being too much, the tingles from his last orgasm still lighting his nerves up. Yet, he did not squirm or try to restrain Corbin, happy to let him torture himself.

"Ah, that is an easy fix." Without giving Corbin a chance to protest Caleb slid off his cock, rolling off of him before propping himself up by Corbin's hip. His eyes flicked between Corbin's hard cock, the denial bracelet, and checking in at Corbin's face before Caleb let his smile turn a little wicked, "I should clean up the mess I made."

It was the only warning he gave before he leaned in to start delivering teasing kitten licks to the side of Corbin's cock.