Essek's finger was delicate and soft compared to his own. Caleb clenched for a moment before he let out a soft breath and relaxed back into the bed. One truth he trusted was that Essek would never hurt him. It had simply been a long time since he's let anyone else touch him like this.

"I thought about your hands a great deal," he said voice trembling slightly with how much he felt. It wasn't simply Essek working him open but the sight of Essek's hand on his cock and between his legs. He can just see Essek's cock and it still made his mouth water with desire. "The part of you I had seen the most."

And knew rather intimately even more now. Caleb had touched those hands many times and knew the feel of them. It was easy to imagine them on his body. "I imagine how you would touch me. How, ah, methodical you would be. How you would learn every inch of me."

Which Caleb had not felt worthy of at the time but he did now. He knew now how much Essek wanted him, scars and darkness and all.