[It's an interesting thought. For the lovers and the things he's had in this place, he truly never has thought about something like this and what he thinks about what it might mean. Like how much he can take, and how good it could feel when he finds that limit.

So he arches his back slightly, pressing his hips back and offering himself more so he can find out, and see how good it can be. ]

What stops you? What's stopping you now?

[ Even as he says it, Caleb realizes how much he wants it. ]

Mark me then. Here and now. Later. Permanent if you want. I'd love it.

[ Groaning at the thought, nodding though at that ]

Promise. If I don't like it, you'll know. I might like pain, but not for the sake of it.