Cass was done. His cock finally stopped getting hard, and the two men collapsed onto the bed next to him.
Cass tried not to think about what they were all lying in, really tried not to as Edgar let out a soft laugh.
"You were not lying when you said it was hard to keep up with him." Edgar spoke, clearly speaking to Lucian. That was understandable. Given what Cass had done, anyone would think he was unconscious. Cass wished that he was.
Lucian let out a responding laugh.
"Right? How are you feeling? Cass got really interested in fucking you near the end. Your ass okay?" Lucian sounded genuinely concerned for the other man, and Edgar let out a cough.
"He was rough, but not cruel. Honestly, uh, it felt like he’d done it before." Edgar said. Lucian let out a quick laugh.
"Probably knew what he was doing from fingering himself. There is no way that he hasn’t." Lucian said with the kind of confidence of a man who had seen all. "Fuck. Seeing my cum all over his ass really tested my control." Lucian admitted and Cass felt his lips twitch. Was it bad that he made them sign a contract about no penetration and now he was finding humour in the fact that it tested them?
Maybe.
He wasn’t a villain for nothing, even if he was working on putting reformed in front of that title.
Cass felt his shoulders twitch as he tried not to laugh and Lucian paused, before Cass felt a hand come down on his nipple and give a squeeze. Cass yelped.
"Don’t laugh at my pain. That’s cruel. You let Edgar live out his dream, putting your fingers in his ass, but I can’t-" Lucian cut off with a growl. "It’s different. I know it’s different. I’m asking too much, and crossing too many lines. Ignore me." Lucian rumbled, annoyed, but it sounded more self-directed than at Cass.
He moved his hand away from Cass’ chest, sighed, and then shifted. As if he was going to get up.
"Is there something that you wanted to do that we didn’t do?" Cass asked softly, looking at Lucian. Lucian was about halfway sitting up and halted at Cass’ words. He blinked, his eyes completely inhuman as he stared down at Cass.
He opened his mouth, closed it, his face flushing before he looked away. Cass sat in the silence, and so did Edgar. Clearly, both men were interested in finding out what they hadn’t done that Lucian had wanted to.
"I...wanted you to fuck my cocks." Lucian said softly, and Cass blinked. Fuck his cocks? What did that mean?
"Can you elaborate?" Cass asked, slowly getting up himself. Edgar sat up as well, sensing that something interesting was about to happen. Lucian didn’t look embarrassed per se, but he certainly wasn’t comfortable.
He let out a heavy sigh.
"You’re already out of this round. I don’t want to force you-" Cass reached out, placing a hand on top of Lucian’s. Lucian halted, his tongue stopping completely as Cass stared up at him, his eyes unblinking as he watched the dragon.
"You’ve done so much for me, I can do one thing for you. I did something Edgar wanted, why wouldn’t I also do the same for you?" Cass asked and watched as Lucian’s gaze grew pained.
"Cass, your cock has been through a lot. I’m fine waiting, as long as you promise we can do it next time." He made it sound like this was the end of Cass’ hell week. Cass was pretty sure it hadn’t been three days yet. That was not the week he had been promised.
Cass nodded.
"Okay. I can promise that." Cass said, and watched as Lucian’s eyes fluttered closed and he let out a deep breath.
"Okay. I’m going to get that in writing, if that’s okay with you. Not that I don’t trust you, but you’ll say anything right now." Cass felt his face warm at his words. He was right to be concerned. This was...Cass had been saying crazy things.
"I’m...pretty much myself but I get it." Cass mumbled, embarrassed and a little ashamed. Lucian’s chuckle filled the air while Edgar’s arm came from behind Cass and warped around his waist, pulling him close. Cass felt his heart race in his chest as Edgar pressed a kiss against his shoulder.
"Pretty much isn’t exactly your full self, now is it? Shall we wash up and ask Sam to clean up the sheets?" Edgar asked and Cass felt his face warm.
"Ask Sam to clean up?" Cass choked, and Lucian gave him a strange look.
"Cassy Baby, who do you think cleaned up last time when I was bathing you?" Cass opened and closed his mouth. He’d thought that he’d used the same magic that Cass had, but then Cass remembered.
That wasn’t common magic.
Cass covered his face, embarrassed further. It was one thing for it to be implied that Sam knew what Cass was up to. It was one thing to ask the man to clean up after his...passionate night.
"No one else is embarrassed about this?" Cass asked weakly and Edgar pressed another kiss against his shoulder. Lucian’s hand engulfed Cass’ head as he ruffled his hair.
"No, Babe. We aren’t. Is this coming from Lord Blackburn Cass, or Mr. Spencer Cass?" Cass jerked, not expecting Edgar to refer to him in such a way. It was so close to the man hitting the nail on the head that it made Cass sweat a bit.
"Both." Cass choked out and Edgar and Lucian laughed. Lucian came closer, wrapping an arm around both Cass and Edgar.
"Oh Sweetness. I hate to break it to you, but that’s what servants do. They know everything about their masters. The people they serve. Sam has probably cleaned up after you since he started working for you." Cass hated that revelation from Lucian.
"No. Don’t tell me that. That’s so fucking embarrassing. I don’t even like others knowing that I-" Cass cut off and let out a sigh. He was well and truly out of his desires now if he was able to halt his thoughts. Lucian let out a soft laugh, leaning in to press a kiss against his damp hair.
"Let’s get you washed up. Edgar, you good to stand?" Lucian asked and Edgar let out a chuckle.
"He didn’t actually fuck me. I can manage just fine." Edgar said as if they were having a normal conversation. Cass felt every fiber in his being freeze.
"Have you had threesomes before?" Cass blurted out. Okay, so that was a sign he wasn’t completely in the clear yet. Cass felt both men freeze.
"I haven’t." Edgar said easily, and Lucian groaned.
"I’ve...been to orgies before..." Lucian admitted. "But that was ages ago. Long before I met you, and haven’t been to any since I woke up and met Fiona. Haven’t had any threesomes either." Lucian let out a soft chuckle. "Excluding right now, of course." Edgar snorted.
"Right. I forgot. We are currently in a threesome right now." Cass wanted the ground to swallow him up. He covered his face with his hands and both men laughed at him.
"Awe. Is shy Cassy Baby back with us?" Lucian asked softly, clearly teasing him and Cass groaned more.
"Have some fucking sympathy. I practically lose control of myself and my mouth." Cass muttered darkly and Edgar laughed. Cass felt something touch his mouth, two fingers, as Edgar pinched his bottom lip between them.
"I can’t say I agree. You had perfect control over this mouth of yours. I really liked hearing what you wanted, especially when you were begging for cum. You really wanted someone to fuck you, didn’t you? Can I ask why you didn’t want to push past that last barrier? You seemed to want it enough." Edgar asked.
Cass froze.
It wasn’t as if he could say that he knew if he had sex with Lucian things would be locked in past a point he could control. He also didn’t want to have sex with Edgar.
Cass felt his body tremble slightly and then, he shook his head.
"I don’t want to talk about it." Cass whispered quietly and the teasing feeling faded. Edgar gave him a squeeze.
"Hey. I was just teasing. Don’t worry. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, Cass. I mean it. If you do want to talk about it, just know that we’re both here to listen if you want to." Edgar’s voice was soft, filled with kindness. Cass swallowed.
He was scared. He was scared to push past that final hurdle with them. He knew, no matter who he had sex with that once he did, there was no going back. Going back to what? Cass had no idea. He didn’t think he’d have this same belief if he’d had sex before in his own body, but there had to be a reason beyond his own personal hang ups that Lord Blackburn hadn’t slept with anyone either.
That was what Cass was telling himself as the two men comforted him over something Cass couldn’t even say.
"I’m sorry." Cass said quietly and Lucian gave him a squeeze.
"Don’t be. We had fun without penetration, didn’t we? It’s not a bother, Cass. Now, let’s get you all sudsed up and cleaned up, hmm? Come here, Eddie. I’ll carry you too." Edgar seemed surprised that Lucian was offering, and soon Cass found that both Edgar and himself were being carried into the bathroom by a naked and happy Lucian.
He was humming to himself as he placed them down on the steps to the tub, turned it on, and gave them a wink as he got to his feet.
"You two better not be making out without me when I get back." He warned, giving them a cheeky smile. Edgar and Cass shared a look. It sounded like that was exactly what he wanted to happen when he came back, and as soon as the door closed behind him, Cass felt his shoulders begin to shake. Edgar laughed too.
"Well, we shouldn’t disappoint the man, should we?" Edgar asked and Cass hesitated for only a second before he let the other man pull him in for a kiss.
"I-I guess we shouldn’t." Cass mumbled against Edgar’s lips, and Edgar’s eyes smiled at him. Cass fucking hoped that he was better at this kissing thing. He’d certainly got some practise in.