A soft and low moan; he could've adjusted his gravity to make this switch impossible though for as much as Essek enjoyed control-- he wanted this just as much, and so as Caleb's weight alighted down upon him he reached for Caleb's hand so that he could twine their fingers together in contact that was poignant and emotional. He wanted the physical side, but only if it was emotional like this-- in fact he had little care for actions like this that did not possess meaning behind them.

"I want you too, Chathiu.. I have never wanted anything like this until you." His skin nipped, he parted his legs so that Caleb could settle between them comfortably, he was stroking against shoulders-- against chest as he hummed a litany of his own desire for the wizard. Using soft circling touches against clothed flesh to keep Caleb in this moment with him.

"Please Caleb.." he murmured as his hands moved into those locks of flame and then he pulls backward-- to dislodge mouth from his neck but only so that his own lips can find a space just over collar and then he nips down gently with teeth, grabs and starts worrying it lovingly with skin caught.

Not enough to hurt, but just enough to leave a mark that may heal up before the next meeting of the Nein, unless more were requested in which case Essek would gladly provide if a reminder was needed.