Cass felt like his whole body was floating. His mind was hazy, his breaths heavy and hard, and his body was aching. He wanted, he craved, he needed.
He just couldn’t put a word to what that need was .
Cass panted, his hands moving, but he was detached from what actions they were taking. Given how he was feeling, he knew he was in hell week, probably in a period of lucidity, but he hadn’t picked up on what he was doing yet.
He was having a hard time feeling his mouth, his tongue feeling thick, heavy, weighted. Fuck. He wanted something in it. Something to distract, to fill.
He felt so fucking empty.
"Please." The words left Cass’ mouth, and he wasn’t even sure what he was asking for. He nearly jumped out of his skin as he heard, and felt a deep, dangerous rumble fill the air.
Cass realised his head was tilted back and his eyes were closed. Slowly, he opened them, staring up at the ceiling, his chest heaving, his hands moving.
"Sweetness, you made us sign a contract. Trust me, you have no idea how much I would love to be inside of you right now. Fuck. The gods are testing me, aren’t they? Move those fingers faster, Cass. Go deeper. Add another one. You’ll need four to stretch yourself out far enough to fit me inside." Cass felt a whimper leave his lips as his fingers fumbled, following instructions, and that was when Cass realised what he was doing.
His fingers. His fingers were in his ass.
His legs tensed, his body going taut as he felt an orgasm rock his body at the realisation. A soft cry left his lips and the sound of two men moaning in unison filled the air. Cass could smell their cum, the sweet, heavy scent making his mouth water.
"Mmm." Cass groaned, carefully pulling his fingers out, his wrist aching. How long had he been doing that? He had no idea. All he knew was that he wanted that smell, that taste in his mouth.
He lowered his legs, his eyes wide and open but taking a minute to register what was in front of him. Both men were on the bed, which confused him. Where the hell was he if he wasn’t on the bed?
Edgar looked completely ruffled. All flushed cheeks, wet hair, his chest, arms, thighs and ankles covered in marks. Cass wasn’t sure why, but he was pretty sure he’d done it. It was like a knowing washed over him, and a cocky, full of himself smirk touched his lips. Nice. He was glad that he was the one who made him look like that.
Edgar was staring at him, and he made a soft, whimpering noise in the back of his throat.
"By the gods. Stop looking at me like that." Edgar whispered. Lucian’s chuckle filled the air.
"How is he looking at you, Eddie?" Lucian asked and Edgar let out a shaky breath, his watery blue eyes closing for a moment before the fluttered open again. Cass licked his lips.
"Like he wants to eat every inch of me." Edgar admitted in a whisper. Lucian made a surprised noise in the back of his throat.
"Well well well, good for him. Cassy Baby looks at me like that sometimes, but he doesn’t get the same reaction from me that he gets from you. He probably likes it. Right, Cassy Baby?" Lucian was talking to Cass, but Cass was focused on the cum that coated Edgar’s chest.
Cass realised he was in a chair as he stood up, stumbling towards Edgar and shoving his legs open so that he could lean down and lick clean the mess on his chest. Edgar let out a strained laugh.
"Again? What am I? A damn bowl? A plate?" Edgar asked and Lucian’s laugh to the right of Cass filled his ears.
"I felt the same way. Only I was smart and told him to turn around so that I could play with his balls." Lucian said and Edgar groaned.
"Fuck. I didn’t even think-ugh. Fuck you." Edgar muttered, defeated, and Lucian laughed. Cass watched as a hand came from the right, reaching out and pushing back some of Edgar’s hair from his face. Edgar flushed.
"Hmm. You’ll learn. You get too distracted when he has his fingers in your ass. You’ll learn how to play with him properly, or, you’ll never learn because Cassy Baby is too good at riling you up." Lucian’s voice held warmth to it as he spoke to Edgar, and Edgar glared at him.
"So you have no faith in me." Edgar countered and Lucian’s hand paused for a second, before more laughter filled the air.
"Mmm, best not to call it faith. I’m just thinking that Cass, as he is right now, is confident, and locked in. You’ll be able to learn more if he allows us to be close to him like this outside of this week." Edgar’s expression shifted, looking melancholy, and Cass hated that. He finished cleaning up the cum that he smelt from Edgar and instead of going directly to Lucian, he crawled up further until his lips were close to Edgar’s.
Instead of kissing him right away, Cass stuck his fingers into his mouth, opening it. He looked inside, curious, and watched in amazement as Edgar’s fangs slowly descended from his mouth. Cass let out a gasp and everything.
He wasn’t cautious, he leaned in, his tongue coming out to run it over the fangs in Edgar’s mouth. Edgar’s body flinched under him, and Cass could feel how his cock was already hardening under him, against him. Cass felt his lips turn up, but he was also focused on his task at hand.
His body shivered as he rubbed his tongue against the fangs, loving the feeling. He didn’t even care as his tongue was pricked, and blood began to spill into the vampire’s mouth. Edgar’s eyes rolled back into his head, his hands coming up and holding onto Cass’ hips.
Lucian whistled from beside them, but Cass didn’t pay him any attention.
Cass continued to play with Edgar until he was shivering, his body flushed, his eyes shaking. Cass pulled back, licking his lips, a contentment in his chest that he couldn’t quite place.
Good. He liked that he made him look that way. A fucking mess.
Cass turned, his gaze locking on Lucian next to them. He had been watching them, amused more than anything, but his cocks hard, cum on his chest, and Cass licked his lips.
He crawled off of Edgar and placed a firm hand on Lucian’s chest before shoving him back. Lucian fell back with a cocky smile, looking completely satisfied as Cass crawled on top of him.
"Oh wow. Someone is getting bold." Lucian joked, his hands coming up to grip on Cass’ hips, replacing Edgar’s. Edgar lay there, catching his breath, his gaze turned towards Lucian and Cass as Cass stuck his ass up in the air, his body bending so that he could lick up the cum, his meal, from the dragon.
Cass missed it, but Edgar’s gaze sharpened in a way that only spelled danger. Lucian sensed something changing, and noticed as Edgar pushed himself up. Lucian watched him, worried at first.
"You okay, Eddie?" He asked and Edgar let out a low, harsh laugh.
"I’m getting revenge." Edgar muttered and Cass noticed how the bed shifted as the man got up, but he didn’t look over at the other man. He was focused on the thick, delicious meal he’d been given from two cocks. He was busy.
Lucian was able to tell what was going on, and his eyes widened.
"E-Eddie, I know he went to town, but I don’t think-"
"No penetration, right? I think he should suffer a bit. You said you turned him around so that you could get a nice view, well, isn’t this a nice view?" Edgar countered, but Cass was focused.
Until two hands landed on his ass, giving it a squeeze. A low, long moan left his lips as Edgar squeezed his ass.
"Holy fuck. It’s so wet back here. It’s from that isn’t it?" Edgar asked Lucian as Cass shuddered, his ass in the air, his legs quivering at the simple touch, his tongue held against the dragon’s abs. He could feel it as he exhaled sharply.
"Yeah. It is. It tastes sweet to the tongue. Probably an aphrodisiac." It sounded like a warning, but Edgar just laughed.
"Lucy, as soon as I touched him I was affected by an aphrodisiac. I can’t normally cum as much as I have been. I’m practically human." Edgar said, chuckling. Cass still wasn’t aware of what the other man was planning, too focused on the feeling of warmth radiating from his hands on his ass.
Cass turned his head slowly, blinking as he looked back at Edgar.
"More." Cass demanded, not sure what he was asking, but watched as Edgar’s face flushed, before his gaze narrowed.
"I’m not giving you what you want, but it’ll be close." Edgar said, his voice scratchy, and Cass just nodded, turning back to the sweet smell near his mouth. Lucian’s hands moved from his hips, sliding down his back, his nails scratching slightly and making Cass’ whole body shiver. Lucian’s hands, his fingers rubbed Cass’ ears, playing with the slight point that was there. It was normally hidden by his hair, and Lucian chuckled.
"That’s so fucking cute. Have you seen these yet, Eddie?" Lucian asked, his voice tense and Edgar made a small noise.
"Bite them for me." Edgar ordered before squeezing Cass’ ass more. Like he was trying to imprint the feeling into his mind. Cass wiggled his ass, shaking it, feeling his cock and balls dance. Edgar groaned. "Fuck." He exclaimed and Lucian let out a tense groan.
"Cass, you’re being more of a tease compared to last time." Lucian growled. Lucian shifted, much to Cass’ small complaint, but he didn’t get to complain for long as he felt a breath against his ass before a tongue, with a small graze of fang, rubbed against his ass.
Cass felt his body cum instantly, the sound yanked out of him as his hips jerked, his cock spraying cum all over the bed.
"What the hell did you do?" Lucian asked, worried, but almost impressed.
"Fang." Edgar said without moving his tongue off of Cass’ twitching sphincter. Cass was gasping, his body trembling.
"Fuck. Cassy Baby likes a little bit of danger. Now, why don’t you focus on the cocks in front of you, hmm Sweetness? Look, it’s dripping. I can cum for you in any second." Cass gulped air into his lungs, his mind still shuddering from the force of that orgasm. Edgar was being nicer, kinder now, but Cass shoved his ass in his direction, getting a chuckle from both men as Cass lowered his head to the cocks, like asked.
This all felt so good.