Caleb did not let himself think about a next time, or about how pleased he might be by Seth mentioning one, because that way led to complications and madness. He would much rather be focusing on this: on firming up his strokes as he bent his head to kiss down Seth's chest, on dropping to his knees and mouthing across Seth's stomach because he couldn't get enough of the taste of his skin, on curling a hand around Seth's hip as he took him into his mouth.