Cass felt like he would never recover from this embarrassment, all while knowing things were only going to get more severe. What had he done? What had happened to him?
Edgar had jerked off on his face, and Cass had begged for it. While Lucian continued to lick and suck on him like he was a favourite snack. Cass’ legs had gone numb from how long he’d been bent and twisted, and Cass hadn’t even cared until his legs came back down and he’d twisted and twitched in pain.
Seeing Edgar’s cock up close and personal had really put some things into perspective.
Lucian had a big cock. Two, actually. They were ridiculous, but he was a dragon. Was that reasonable? Cass didn’t fucking know. He wasn’t going to ask Byron, the only other dragon he knew, to show him his cocks. If he even had two.
Cass hated that train of thought so he cut it off immediately.
Edgar and Cass had...similar cocks. But Cass’ was...girthier and slightly longer than Edgar’s. It was something Cass had never considered, and Cass tried to ignore how Edgar was looking at Cass’ cock.
From every position that Edgar was in, above him, beside him, kissing him, what have you, Edgar would always cast a look of longing at his cock. Cass’. It was...unexpected, and made Cass’ pulse jump.
Lucian? He was a focused man. If he had a task at hand, he had a task at hand, and that task? Make Cass come undone. He was doing a spectacular job. Cass wished he couldn’t remember what the man had done to him. The way that Cass had whimpered and begged for something, anything. He wasn’t even fully sure what he was asking, but Lucian didn’t relent. Even Edgar had brushed off Cass’ requests, offering his own cock in compensation.
That was how Cass even found himself in the situation with his mouth open, Edgar on his knees above him, and his cock mere millimeters away from his open mouth. Cass stuck his tongue out, like he’d seen in porn before, and watched Edgar’s expression grow harsh before he swore and cum covered his face and filled his mouth.
Cass ate it up.
He felt something change inside of him once he’d swallowed Edgar’s cum down. Something shifted in his body slightly and Lucian paused in his attentiveness to look up at Cass. He let out a harsh breath of his own.
"Cass Baby?" Lucian said cautiously, and Cass blinked slowly, his hands moving to bring more of the spent cum into his mouth. He was busy licking his fingers clean when he looked down at Lucian between his legs.
"Hmm?" He responded, distracted, and Lucian’s expression softened slightly.
"You got uh, wetter, as soon as you ate that cum." Cass didn’t clue into what he meant for a moment. Edgar picked up on it sooner, his blue eyes widening before he glanced down Cass’ body. He let out a soft whistle while Cass lay there, his brain not getting it.
Until he did.
He struggled immediately, trying to get up and Lucian’s grip on his legs held him down.
"W-Wha-"
"Don’t panic. I didn’t tell you that for you to freak out. It’s fine. I just wanted to keep you in the loop." Lucian spoke softly, like he was speaking to a spooked animal. In a way, Cass felt like one. He gulped, his heart a drum in his chest.
"W-Why is this happening to me?" Cass asked softly, fighting his urge to ask for more cum while his mind spiraled. Edgar turned to look at him, his eyes thoughtful, and Lucian even looked a little upset for his sake as well.
"It’s okay, Sweetness. We’re here to look after you." Lucian’s voice was soft and Cass let out a harsh breath.
"How the fuck are you behaving like this is normal? This is not normal." Cass hissed, before he let out a harsh laugh. Edgar shifted on the bed, still on his knees, but reached over so that he could run his fingers through Cass’ hair. His expression had softened further, a level of care in his eyes that Cass wasn’t expecting.
"Babe, what even is normal? I think it’s just a word. Admittedly, did I think I would ever be in bed with the next duke of the Blackburn family? If someone had told me that 5 years ago, I would have laughed right in their face. Then I would have sent them to the temple for a check up, fully paid." Edgar’s lips turned up in a slight smile. "Still, I don’t regret being here, and I can’t really think of anywhere else I would want to be right now." Edgar smiled down at Cass and Cass felt a hard lump forming in his throat.
He was getting emotional. He could feel it. He could also tell he wasn’t able to pull the breaks on his own emotions. His eyes began to water and Edgar reached for him entirely.
"Oh Baby." Edgar said softly, pulling the other man up and into his arms. Cass’ face was pressed against his chest, his nipple rubbing against his cheek. Cass felt his eyes pour over and he sniffed, wrapping his arms around him tightly.
Lucian slowly lowered his legs before the bed dipped as he climbed up as well. Soon, Cass found himself enfolded on all sides, both men making sure he felt covered and supported.
Warm hands, warm bodies pressed against his own. Huge expanses of skin pressed against his own and even while Cass felt like his life was falling apart, he couldn’t ignore the damn inferno in his gut. He let out a strangled sob.
"Why the fuck am I still hard right now?" He asked no one, but couldn’t stop his words from spilling out. Lucian let out a rumbling laugh.
"Do you want to see if you can still cum and cry? It’ll be hot." Lucian whispered and Cass let out a hiccupping laugh. Edgar chuckled as well.
"I mean, I won’t deny that seeing you cry and cum would be...something." Edgar’s voice held an edge of tension, and Cass realised that was him trying to have some restraint. "Who knows? Maybe they’ll turn to tears of pleasure?" Edgar suggested and Cass wondered if they were just horny, or trying to be helpful.
He doubted he would ever find out the true answer.
Cass glanced between the two of them, tears still silently running down his face before he sniffed.
"Can we rub our cocks together?" Cass asked tentatively and watched as the men flushed.
"Fuck Cass, we can certainly try." Lucian rumbled, and slowly began to shift everyone. It was a complicated formation, with Lucian on the bottom and Cass and Edgar kind of wedged around him. Lucian had his arms around both of them, holding them in place. Cass and Edgar had one of their legs kind of positioned behind Lucian so that they could get as close as possible.
As their cocks rubbed against each other as they got into position, Cass felt the tears break and he started laughing. It was a soft sound at first, before it grew louder, and Edgar and Lucian, who had been quietly discussing logistics, turned to him. Cass gripped onto Lucian’s upper arm, holding onto him while he held onto Cass. His laughter made his cock rub against the other two men more, and that only made Cass laugh harder.
"What the fuck are we doing?" Cass asked in between laughter. "We’re like some kind of fucked up octopus." Cass snorted, his lips curling up as he laughed and both men stared at him for a moment before Edgar reached over and dug his fingers deep into Cass’ hair and yanked him forward.
He swallowed Cass’ laughter, his tongue silencing him, turning Cass’ laughter into a deep moan. Cass found himself passed on to Lucian after a deep enough kiss that he felt his cock twitch against theirs. Edgar stared at him like he was starving.
"Fuck. I feel like I’ve never seen you laugh like that before." Edgar muttered. Lucian made a sound of agreement while he sucked and rubbed Cass’ tongue and mouth, making his hips jerk. Edgar didn’t waste any time as he noticed, wrapping his hands around all of their cocks. The sound of him spitting filled the air as he then used that spit to rub all of their cocks together.
Cass’ gasp was swallowed up by Lucian as his hands flexed on Cass’, and probably Edgar’s, sides. Holding them closer, pulling them in while Cass’ mouth was devoured. Cass offered Edgar his free hand while Lucian let his mouth go. Cass found himself drifting towards Edgar again, and Edgar grinned, his face flushed as he moved his hands.
"We’re a cute octopus, Cass." Edgar said before he rubbed his tongue against Cass’, making Cass roll his hips into the jerk circle. All of the men groaned at the simple action, and it was like Cass set off a movement. They all started moving their hips, their timing jerky, before they began to listen to each other. Slowly they began to work together, Edgar and Cass the vice that all of them were fucking.
It was hot. So fucking hot. Cass could tell everyone was having a good time. Cass wasn’t even able to stop himself from cumming at least once, his face twisting as he came. Edgar was busy sucking on his tongue, and Lucian didn’t want to be left out. He leaned over and sucked on Cass’ neck.
Cass convulsed, his cock twitching before the others but they didn’t seem to mind. Edgar used his cum to coat their cocks better, making the gliding easier for everyone. Cass couldn’t stop his hips at this point. The feeling of his cock rubbing against the others? Feeling their veins rubbing against his own? The shape of their heads, their own twitching organs?
It was an intoxicating feeling, making his head want to explode. Plus Edgar and Lucian passing his mouth between the two of them? Cass was a damn goner.
"I-I’m gonna cum again." Cass whispered, and watched as the men shuddered.
"Hold on Sweetness. We’re close too." Hearing that rough edge to Lucian’s voice, watching how the chords on his neck stood in contrast had Cass whimpering. He looked over at Edgar and found the man flush faced, his gaze focused on his hands and his lips wet, slightly swollen. Cass whimpered again.
Cass closed his eyes to the impact of the visual, focusing on his hips before he heard their grunts, felt their bodies stiffen. It was only then that Cass let himself open his eyes, watching the two men cum.
Cass came immediately upon seeing them. Lucian’s expression was harsh, rugged, while Edgar looked like he was in so much pleasure he could barely take it. Cass bent, his lips moving between both of them as he could smell their cum in the air.
Fuck. He wanted that. He wanted that so fucking bad.
Lucian took pity on him, moving in closer until all three of them were rubbing their tongues together. It was...Cass couldn’t put a word to what he was feeling, but he knew he wanted more. So much more.