A little shiver travels up his arm at the touch of Kirk's lips and tongue to his fingers, making Caboose flush deepen as he huffs a breathy chuckle. "O-okay."

Leaning in a little to steal a kiss while they changed positions, Caboose almost wobbles a little when he's back on his feet and padding over to his luggage. He's pretty grateful that Kirk took care of the buttons for his shirt, as excited as he was he'd probably pop a few of them trying to get it off but for now the fabric easily slides to the floor, soon followed by his trousers and underwear.

The ears go on first, headband sliding through his hair and against his scalp before the neural link synchronizes; the tips of the ears twitch back and forth once, before settling into peeked attention in response to Caboose's emotions. The collar- now that was special. Slipping it out of it's protective case, he held it almost reverently back to the bed where his lover lay waiting for him. Kneeling by the side of the bed, Caboose rested his torso against the edge of the mattress, leaning over with his arms extended to offer the collar out to Kirk.

Grin bright and almost cheeky, he asks, "Help me put it on?"