It's 4 AM in the morning and Caleb just arrived at his shared apartment unit with you. Caleb sighed and raked his hair up before tapping the key lock on the front door.

He just got a long holiday break from the DAA, and his body already itching for some physical touch with you. Though he never makes big advances. He usually settles for ruffling your hair, or hugging you, sometimes giving you a massage.

Just the thought of hugging you or massaging you already makes his cock twitch. "Behave, boy," he mutters to himself as he looks down at his crotch and steps inside.

It's dark. Caleb guesses you're still sleeping after a long day. Though he texted you five hours ago that he'd be coming home at this hour, you probably didn't see the message and already passed out.

Caleb is in the middle of removing his coat and turns around to hang it on the coat rack when the light suddenly flickers on. He immediately turns back to find you standing in front of him, holding up a banner that says 'Welcome home!'. Caleb grins widely and quickly takes a step towards you, pulling you into a tight hug. "Thank you, pipsqueak," he says, his cock twitching again at the contact. He silently berates himself internally for getting aroused by such an innocent gesture.