Cass looked so damn pretty. Lucian was sure he was falling in love in earnest. He’d never been in love before, but he’d never wanted to know everything about a person like this before either.
Not even with Fiona had he felt this pull. Admittedly, he’d felt a little bit of this before when he’d first joined the group. He was curious about Cass, or Cassian then, but instead of being a grown up, he’d challenged him to fights.
It was the only time he’d been able to get a rise out of him back then. Watching his pretty little face shift slightly into an even deeper displeasure. Gods, he loved watching the way his face would shift, his shoulders would straighten, and he’d get this sharp look in his eyes...
Yeah, maybe there was a reason evil usually got tacked onto the front of his title. Eh. No one alive was able to remind him of that.
He shouldn’t get distracted. Not when he had a messy, sweaty Cass on top of him.
Cass hadn’t stopped rubbing his cock in between his pecs for almost an hour. The man was lost to the pleasure so completely it was almost laughable. He loved Lucian’s pecs. Lucian’s skin was covered with cum. Dripping down his shoulders, wetting the sheets. It was strange that no matter how much Cass came, it didn’t get more liquidy, or clear. His cum stayed the same. Thick, dense, and probably taste really salty. Lucian wanted it.
Then again, could Lucian blame him for being so distracted? They were rather pillow-like, and large. Lucian wouldn’t be able to do the same to Cass’ chest if they swapped places. Cass was practically flat as a board. There wasn’t much to fuck, much less push together.
That wasn’t fully Cass’ fault. He’d been starving until recently, but with Lucian’s help, he’d get some meat on his bones. Maybe then he could fuck his pecs instead.
Lucian chuckled. He was sure if he told Cass that he was flat as a board, he’d probably get offended. He’d keep that inside. Even if he would love to rub his cock against those perky little nipples of his. Maybe someday they would be flipped, and Cass would be the one on his back and Lucian would be straddling his chest.
One could dream.
Gods, if Cass wanted to just rest his tongue on one of his cocks, he’d be forever grateful. Worship the ground the man walked on, even more.
"Cass, Sweetheart, don’t you want to thrust your cock somewhere warmer?" Lucian kept his voice soft, sweet, warm. Inviting. Cass’ glazed eyes moved towards Lucian’s face and Lucian resisted purring. "Come on, Cass. My mouth’s waiting." Lucian was doing his best to be tempting.
Cass, for his part, at least paused momentarily. His grip on Lucian’s pecs loosened, and he sat there for a moment. He reached up, pushing his hair up and back out of his face. It was a subtle act, but made Lucian want to swallow his tongue.
Fuck. Flushed faced, lust filled gaze, Lucian was hooked. He felt like his whole body was on fire.
A slow, deep rumble started in Lucian’s chest and he didn’t want to stop it. Cass seemed a little surprised by the sound, but didn’t startle. Instead, Cass bent slightly, pressing one hand against Lucian’s throat just to feel the sound and then pressed the thumb from his other hand against Lucian’s mouth. Lucian didn’t resist. He let Cass put his weight on his throat, and shove his thumb into his mouth.
He was even real nice about it and gently licked Cass’s finger. A look crossed Cass’ face before he roughly shoved his thumb in deeper, tugged at his mouth. Lucian let him have control, showing off his mouth when Cass demanded it.
Lucian purred louder at the look of interest on Cass’ face, and then silently cheered as the man moved further up his body. Yes. Yes! Victory!
That pretty, above average human cock slid towards Lucian’s mouth, Cass’ thumb still hooked into his cheek and Lucian glanced up at Cass. He wanted to know what the man was thinking.
Cass’ red gaze was lidded, his mouth slightly open and his sweet, dangerous tongue darted out to lick his lips. His chest heaved with each breath, and he looked like sin incarnate. Lucian was in trouble. He could feel another thread slowly being sawed away by the pretty thing sitting on his shoulders.
Cass released his throat, resting more of his weight against Lucian’s shoulders and with his now free hand, he grabbed his cock. Lucian watched every move that Cass made, his own hands coming up and sliding up Cass’ bare back. The man’s eyes rolled back in his head and he let out a shuddering sigh.
He liked Lucian touching him, even as he gripped his own cock. When he opened his gaze again, he directed it towards Lucian’s very monstrous gaze and a slow, dangerous smile touched his lips. He bent forward slowly, his back arching and he created a small, shadowed space. Slowly, his finger still hooked in Lucian’s mouth, he began to tap his own cock against Lucian’s lips.
"Do you want it?" Cass asked softly, his voice a gentle, teasing purr. Lucian shivered. He moved one hand off of Cass to slide down his own body, releasing his cocks from his pants. It was damn fucking painful at this point, and he was a few minutes out from cumming in his pants like he had in the carriage.
Cass kept tapping his cock against Lucian’s lips as Lucian tried to gather himself. Did he want it? Hell fucking yeah he wanted it.
"I do, Sweetness." Lucian told him and Cass licked his lips again before he let out a sigh. He shifted forward slightly, releasing his hold on his mouth before reaching up, sinking both sets of fingers into Lucian’s hair. He raised his head up, forcing his cock into Lucian’s mouth in a move that Lucian hadn’t expected, but was not opposed to.
"Then suck it." Cass ordered and Lucian, ever the eager dragon to please, did as he was told.
He wrapped his lips around the cock being shoved into his mouth, making sure his teeth were nowhere near the tender flesh. He hadn’t been given that green light, and Cass was in no space to approve of any kind of play like that. They were going to do easy, vanilla stuff.
Face fucking was vanilla to him.
It was basic! It only involved mouths and dicks. Maybe some other body parts if you got creative. You didn’t need to introduce safe words, and that was where Lucian drew the line.
Lucian began to suck on Cass’ cock like it was his favourite lollipop. HIs tongue swirled underneath his cock, his mouth a damn vacuum. This was where Lucian got to show off how little the man needed to breathe.
Cass was going to have to be careful. Not because Lucian had a gag reflux, but if he went too far down his throat he might burn the tip of his dick. His fire starter didn’t care if Lucian liked sex.
Cass let out a choked sound of pleasure, his fingers curling into Lucian’s hair as the man slowly, jerkily thrust his cock in and out of Lucian’s mouth. It was so sweet, so cute, that Lucian wrapped one hand around his dominant cock and with his other he helped Cass thrust into his mouth.
Cass glared at him for the assistance, his red eyes opening just enough to give him a warning look, but the pleasure was too strong for him to actually protest what Lucian was helping him with. Lucian’s hand could practically wrap around his whole hip, and with that grip alone, he was able to encourage him to go harder, deeper.
Cass was letting out these soft, helpless noises that were driving Lucian insane. His rumble was constant at this point, making Cass cut off with a choked sob every once in a while. At one point he stopped thrusting, and Lucian only paused to check in with him until he felt cum coat his throat. It felt like a damn reward, but he knew how this worked so far.
He gripped on Cass’ hip, his fingers causing the skin to bulge out in between them and it was so fucking hot, Lucian had to take a moment to appreciate it. Before he forced Cass’ cock deeper into his mouth and the man shuddered, his nails digging into Lucian’s scalp.
Lucian would be proud of any bald spots he got from the other man. They would be paraded around like a badge of honour.
Cass rebounded quickly, getting his energy back, and this time, his eyes were open as he focused on the task at hand. He was like this, Lucian was noticing. The first time he came with a new technique he got overwhelmed, and then he would come back with a vengeance on the second round. And every round after.
It was like he had to experience it for the first time, commit it to memory, and then give himself permission to remix it. It was very endearing, since Lucian felt that he was like that in all aspects of his life.
Cass came rather quickly after the first time, and the third. Lucian finally joined him when he came for the third time, giving himself permission and was surprised by the shocked gasp as he came. Lucian watched as Cass’ nostrils flared, his cheeks warmed to an even brighter shade, and he jerked his head around.
His eyes fixated on his cocks, which only made the jets of cum more potent as they hit his stomach. Lucian couldn’t even talk because Cass still had his cock down his throat.
"You came? Without telling me?" Cass sounded...upset. Almost distraught. Without warning, he pulled his cock out of Lucian’s mouth, flipping over with a strength Lucian did not expect and Lucian lay there in stunned silence as he thrust his whole lower half towards his face.
"What are you-" Lucian cut off as he inhaled sharply.
He knew what Cass was doing now, and Lucian had to grip onto the bedsheets. He heard something tear.
Cass’ small, sweet tongue was licking his lower stomach. He was licking clean the cum. He sounded like he was having a damn fucking feast and Lucian didn’t know what to do with that information.
So, he laid there, listening to Cass slurp up the cum from his two cocks like it was the finest delicacy he’d ever had and turned his own gaze to a delicacy that he himself wanted to taste.
There was a juicy looking something before him. Something that was practically a forbidden fruit. It was messy and wet, all because Cass was like a damn fountain, but that didn’t mean that it wasn’t delicious. What was a little cum between them, hmm?
Cass liked his, and Lucian liked Cass’. That was a match made in heaven, right?
Cass’ fingers gripped onto Lucian’s thighs through his pants, his nails digging in as Cass wiggled his ass, his attention on something he considered far more important.
"Do you want some more?" Lucian asked, half joking, and got a full head turn from Cass. His eyes were glowing bright red, his lips wet and his tongue was licking his lips free from his cum. That tongue was going to be the death of him. Cass nodded, eager and Lucian groaned, smiling. "Well, shuffle back. I’ll cum some more for you, sweetness." Lucian promised, and watched a hunger cross Cass’ face.
"Three times more?" He asked, as if he was negotiating and Lucian let out a deep belly laugh.
"Of course I can do that for you, but you gotta back that pretty little ass up more. I want some cum too." Cass nodded, no questions asked as his eyes curled up in pure pleasure. Lucian was ready to cum right then and there.