Caleb reaches out with his ability for any sense of displeasure. He doesn't find any — the opposite, in fact, so he keeps it up. He lets his blunt nails gently scratch Neil's scalp as he brings his hands down, then widens the track of his thumbs on the way back up.

He doesn't even realize he's half-hard until he goes to shift to get a little more comfortable, and he bites his lip and swallows hard.