Cass stared at the box. It seemed...familiar, but he couldn’t place where he’d seen it before. It had been moved around a few times while they had been here, but Cass simply could not recall what was inside of it.
"How?" Cass asked, his voice weak, pitiful. Edgar sucked in a breath, wiping at Cass’ cheeks. Tears still poured slowly from his eyes. Lucian crawled back onto the bed, his gaze examining him, his expression painful before he sighed.
"I would like to make it clear, you made these, much to my complaint, but now I understand why you did. You hear me, Cass? I’m trying to help." His voice was firm and Cass just stared at him. He couldn’t understand why Lucian was speaking that way, but he nodded.
"So...those are mine?" Cass asked and Edgar stared at the box in interest. Lucian nodded.
"They are yours. You got the Doctor to make these for you." Lucian repeated before he opened the container with a sigh. Cass couldn’t see what was inside right away since the box lid opened towards him. Edgar could, however, and he let out a gasp.
"Dear gods, he wanted these? He should have just asked me!" Edgar muttered and Lucian gave him a look.
"Eddie, when would he have asked you about this? I only know about it because I was there and wouldn’t leave." Lucian told him, and that only made Cass curious. He was sniffing still, still crying, but he clearly wanted to see what was inside. Lucian spun the box towards him, his lips in a firm line, clearly not pleased with this outcome, but putting up with it.
Cass didn’t know why he was behaving that way, and he still couldn’t understand when he saw what was in the box.
It was a primitive ribbed dildo, a smooth dildo, and a male masturbator. Cass had owned a few in his lifetime. They were fairly cheap in his time, and he felt his lips curl up slowly. Edgar and Lucian were watching his reactions, and him smiling was clearly not something they even considered.
"What? Which one has you smiling?" Lucian asked quickly, and Cass raised his hand. Lucian moved the box so that it was within Cass’ reach and Cass pointed at the male masturbator. Edgar frowned.
"What is that one even for? The other two make sense, I’ve seen plenty of those, but that? It looks like a creature." Edgar shuddered and Cass gave him a pitying look, but Lucian seemed to have an idea.
"I think, Eddie, I wouldn’t say that about it. Cass, why were you smiling about it?" Lucian asked and Cass sniffed.
"It’s not big enough for you." Cass said, and Lucian froze. Then he closed his eyes and let out a low groan. Edgar laughed, turning his body away so that his shoulders could shake.
"It’s not for me, Cass. It’s made for you." Lucian told him, his voice tight, and Cass let out a little giggle.
"Mm. I forgot you don’t have good materials here." Cass told them, smiling, but both men turned to look at him, at the way he was smiling, and then they shared a look.
"The right...materials?" Edgar asked and Cass nodded. He touched the items in the box, blinking slowly. None of the stuff in here was body safe, he could tell, but honestly? He wasn’t feeling like it was going to make him have a reaction so that was the most important part of this test.
"Yeah. They’re safe." Cass said casually, before looking up at the two men. "Is this the solution. Will this hit here?" Cass asked, showing the spot to Lucian as well. Cass watched as Lucian’s cocks bobbed, jerking at the image of Cass touching his stomach. Lucian rumbled, the sound filling the air. His eyes were barely human.
"I know damn fucking well what could hit that spot, and go further." Lucian rumbled, before he was on his feet, pacing next to the bed. He took in several deep breaths, running his hands over his face. "Fuck. I’ve been doing so well so far." Lucian muttered, more to himself than to the other two in the bed next to him.
Cass stared at him, eyes wide, and Edgar stared at him, sympathetic.
Both men were being tested. They’d signed up for it, and it was worth it, but this moment was hard for them. Cass crying and saying he needed something to reach deep inside of him?
Of course they wanted to help him, but there were only so many things that they could do to help him. Without breaking the contract that he had made them sign because both men knew that if they did that?
They were out. No second chances.
"What could do it?" Cass asked innocently, and Lucian let out a small roar.
"Fuck. That smooth stick, Cass." Lucian rumbled, and Edgar nodded eagerly. He shifted, grabbing the box since Lucian had dropped it and held it up for Cass again. Cass stared at the stick, picked it up from the thicker bottom side, and lowered it down to rest it against his crotch and lower stomach.
He was measuring it to see if that was true.
Cass frowned when he found that it might reach there, but it wasn’t certain.
"Are you sure?" Cass asked, looking up at Lucian. Lucian looked over, snarled, and moved in towards Cass again. He gave the man a second to reject him before he wrapped his hand around the back of his neck, pulled him close, and kissed him. His tongue was forceful, pushing his way into Cass’ mouth, having his way with him. Cass moaned into the kiss, his own cock bouncing from the pleasure that coursed through his veins. Edgar let out a soft sigh, moving on the bed but Cass couldn’t see what he was doing.
His eyes were closed, his head angled back as Lucian’s hair fell around his face, ticking his shoulders. His beard rubbed against his skin as he shifted him around, kissing him the way that he wanted. His hand was warm, hot, a brand on the back of his neck and Cass shivered.
It was pretty sexy how the man could manhandle him. Cass didn’t want to admit that out loud though.
"Do we have anything that we can use to wet these so they don’t hurt?" Edgar asked, speaking more to Lucian than to Cass.
Lucian slowly pulled away from kissing Cass, a trail of saliva between their lips until it fell away. He looked...better. Satiated in a way. His second hand came up, pressing aggressively against Cass’ bottom lip, rubbing it against Cass’ bottom teeth as he stared at Cass’ mouth. He licked his lips and Cass let out another whimper.
"We have the best kind of thing to make that thing slick, Eddie. You yourself experienced it." Lucian told the other man and Cass slid his gaze to Edgar. Edgar blinked, before his blue eyes glowed.
"That’s dangerous, Lucian." Edgar warned and Lucian gave him a look.
"He’s dripping. It’s not dangerous. I would never, ever do that to him without his knowledge." Lucian told him. Edgar stared at him, trying to get a read on his words before he nodded.
"Alright. Do you want to do it? Or should I? Or should Cass?" Edgar asked and both men turned their gaze towards Cass. Cass blinked at them, his mouth open, his tongue trying to reach Lucian’s thumb so that he could suck on it. Both men chuckled.
"Yeah. Let’s...help him out, hmm? Cass? Sweetness? Can you spread your legs for me?" Lucian asked and instantly, Cass had his legs spread. Both men laughed at that.
"I am so going to tease him about that later. He would never do that otherwise." Edgar said, chuckling to himself. Lucian made a thoughtful noise in his throat.
"Hmm. I wouldn’t be so sure about that. If you disguise your intention, maybe?" Lucian suggested and Edgar tossed his head back and laughed.
"The man is suspicious of everything. How the hell would I be able to disguise my intention?" Edgar asked him and Lucian shrugged.
"I don’t know. I have no intention to hide it, so that’s not even something I’m considering." Lucian said as they tugged Cass gently down the bed until he was on his back. "This is a better position for you, Sweetness. Let us know if you feel uncomfortable, alright?" Lucian asked and Cass nodded.
Edgar reached over, brushing his hair out of Cass’ face, smiling at him warmly.
"You are so precious." Edgar told him and Cass wrinkled his brows at that compliment. Edgar grinned. "You’re almost out of it, maybe, since you were taking my compliments so well earlier." Edgar told him, and Cass grumbled.
"I don’t take anything well." He protested and Lucian laughed.
"Oh, I beg to differ. You’re about to take something so well it’s going to drive Eddie and I insane I believe." Edgar snorted at Lucian’s words while Cass stared up at him blankly.
Until he felt something smooth, and a little cold rub against his balls.
"What’s that?" Cass asked and Lucian smiled down at him, leaning in to press kisses against his chin. Edgar reached down and began to play with Cass’ nipples. Cass grew distracted easily.
"It’s just what the Doctor ordered, hmm? Our little hungry Cassy Baby is about to be filled up with neither I, nor Eddie. We’re on our best behaviour." Lucian said, almost like he was reminding Cass.
Cass felt a nervous feeling fill his gut, but it was also tinged with excitement. He knew that this was a lead up to something big. Something he hadn’t done in this body.
"More." Cass begged and Lucian rumbled softly, sweetly, almost like a purr before he kissed Cass. Slow and sweet, making Cass’ toes curl as Edgar continued to pluck away at Cass’ nipples. Pleasure was a constant, so constant that Cass didn’t even notice as the smooth toy warmed up, and slid further down.
Cass’ breath almost caught in his throat as it rubbed against something and Lucian quickly moved away from it.
"Breathe, Cass. We aren’t going there." Lucian whispered against his lips, pulling back to let Cass breathe. Cass nodded, his hands gripping onto the sheets next to him, the panic fading quickly as Lucian began to circle a more familiar area. Cass relaxed, his body back to normal as Lucian caught on his sphincter and slowly, so slowly, began to sink into Cass.
The moan that left Cass’ lips had both men shuddering.
"Fuck. Look at how he’s just taking it." Lucian muttered and Edgar let out a shaky breath.
"By the gods. Fuck." Edgar muttered in response and Cass reached out, grabbing onto both of them. He looked at them desperately.
"More." He begged and watched as both men’s eyes began to glow.
"You keep pushing, Cass. Good thing I wanted to get a stronger will." Lucian growled, but he sunk the toy into Cass completely, and luckily, Lucian wasn’t a liar.
It hit the spot.