[He gives a pleased hum and a devilish smile cross unseen on his lips as he kisses Caleb's hand and then moves it up to press a kiss to his wrist, his teeth scraping across the thin skin there teasingly.]

As you say, love. You are mine...and I take care of what's mine.

[Carefully, Chris extricates himself from Caleb's hold and turns to help him sit up so he can get Caleb out of his clothes. Each article Chris makes to remove is followed by kisses and nips, teasing things meant to rile more than linger.]

When you're bare for me, have you stay here on the couch for your knees, legs spread and waiting for me.