[Caleb's hand running up his thigh? More than a little tempting considering he also has him sat conveniently on a bed. If his next breath is a little harder to pull in, he pretends it isn't.]

I like the sound of that. Magical connection in the physical form of the emotional one. [His smile tilts and he looks down at Caleb's hand, embarrassment flaring up in him. That was far more poetic than he needed to be.]

And having your protection magic on me while I know Death Ward's carried on you? Seems right to me.

[He breezes past his own fluster for the emotional intimacy and looks back up with a smirk to cover it.]

Guess I should take my pants off and spread my legs for you.