"I forsee there will be a problem, as when I approach trance-- I start to hum, but I feel like you shall have me humming in a far different way, Caleb Widogast." Essek responded warmly as he shifted to assist Caleb with the casting off of tunic; and then his skin was revealed.. freckled like a galaxy of stars, a skyline that Caleb was the only one he had allowed to see this. In Aeor when he'd disrobed briefly, there had been a flash of such starlit skin, but most people had not paid attention because of the seriousness of the situation.

But right now, it was for Caleb-- and Caleb alone.

A soft little gasp of surprise, not unwelcome, dropped from Essek's lips as he allowed his head to arch back, at the soft bite of those lips-- but coupled was the scratch of facial hair, also something completely tactile; warm wet tongue and his own breath catching where Caleb could hear how much it was affecting him. His arms draped around Caleb's shoulders and he used his hands to divest Caleb of his hair tie, finally his fingers slid into red locks and he filled hands with the abundance.

A mark of possession as a mirror function. And underneath it all, Essek was assuredly stirring in a very tangible way, not just physically-- but mentally and emotionally as well. Caleb Widogast would get the triune of desire, he deserved it. "I want you, I want this-- my love."