"Here, hang on," he murmurs. He shifts them, so he's got his back against the couch, Neil's knees on either side of his hips. He's smaller like this, so that keeps him nice and close to Caleb. He shifts a little, then again, before laughing. "Fuck, I keep expecting to like. Bump into your dick." Like normal, he almost says, but he doesn't want Neil to feel like this is weird. It is, but it's not.