"C-Can you at least let me go? It’s awkward walking up the stairs like this." Cass mumbled, feeling embarrassed as he pushed against Lucian’s stomach, trying to gently break free from Lucian’s grasp.
He wasn’t really trying that hard, but Lucian could tell. So could Edgar, who was watching Cass’ shy reaction with wide, blue eyes. Lucian’s expression was softer, warmer, and yet somehow, more animalistic.
They had climbed one set of stairs, but Cass wasn’t sure he could handle walking up another two sets of stairs the same way. Lucian had longer legs then Cass, meaning that their bodies rubbed against each other in a strange, stomach-churning way that made Cass’ legs shake. It was the sound of the fabric rubbing against each other, the feel of the heat against his skin and the breathing of the two men beside him mixed with Cass’ own.
It was too erotic. Cass had never expected that it would be. They were fully clothed, but the subtle way that Lucian’s grip would adjust, pulling Cass closer, his fingers shifting, the grip getting stronger.
Cass shivered as his hand did just that.
"Are you uncomfortable?" Lucian asked and Cass didn’t mistake his concern. He meant his words, but there was also a teasing smile on his lips. He knew that Cass was uncomfortable, and why. Cass let out a shaky breath.
"My legs feel weak. I need a bit of space." Cass admitted. He spoke quietly, knowing that they were near the damn stairs. Lucian’s body heat moved closer, his soft, warm lips pressing against Cass’ forehead before he pulled back, catching Cass’ eyes as he did so. He had a tender smile on his lips, his slitted, reptilian gaze watching Cass.
It shouldn’t have been warm. It shouldn’t have been tender. Reptilian eyes were famous for being cold, distant, but there was no way that Cass could ever find Lucian’s gaze that way. There was too much weight to it.
"You don’t want to be carried?" Lucian confirmed and Cass nodded.
"I don’t want to be carried." Cass confirmed and Lucian made a thoughtful noise.
"Understood. I’ll let you walk by yourself, but you have to hold my hand." Lucian negotiated and Cass nodded. That was an easy thing to compromise with. What was a little less so was the way that Lucian’s hand slid across Cass’ back, each inch that slid past Lucian’s fingers coming to life in a way that had Cass’ lips trembling and his cock straining against his pants.
Cass glared at Lucian, the man letting out a chuckle as his fingers locked around Cass’, tugging him close.
"You did that on purpose." Cass accused and Lucian’s gaze narrowed with pleasure.
"Of course I did. I can’t have you forgetting what we plan to do upstairs." Lucian said with a wiggle of his eyebrows. Cass groaned.
"How in the world could I? You’ve made your intentions very clear." Cass muttered, his face warm. Lucian huffed, a small puff of smoke following it.
"Well, think of it as me just making sure, Sweetness. Or, better yet, warming up my next meal." Cass sucked in, his chest tightening as he felt blood leave his head and go to his...other.
"Lucian!" Cass gasped, glancing around them. He couldn’t see anyone, but damnit, they were on the landing of the second storey. Anyone could be around!
"Relax. They all know what we do together anyways." Lucian teased. "Now, come on, Sweetness. I want to taste just how sweet you are. I’m sure Eddie is thinking the same." Lucian tugged both men along, Cass embarrassed at how his body was reacting. It was only made worse when Cass felt another hand reach out, squeezing Cass’ ass in his hand. Cass let out a small squeak, turning a surprised gaze towards Edgar.
Edgar’s face was flushed, his blue eyes glowing in his face, and his pretty, handsome face focused, intent. His lips were plump, glistening, and Cass could just imagine that he was licking them nervously.
"I am." Edgar said, and it took Cass a moment to realise that he was agreeing with Lucian about what Lucian had said earlier. Only a few seconds, but Edgar’s face had caught Cass by surprise. Cass glanced away, he had to. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his pulse slow in his veins and damn it, he was sure both men could feel it.
"We should hurry." Cass mumbled, flustered, and a little too hard for comfort. Lucian didn’t need any other encouragement.
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Cass moaned into the kiss, having his head tilted to the side as Edgar’s tongue delved into his mouth. Lucian’s soft chuckle could be heard behind him as Cass felt the cold wall against his back. The sound of water filling the tub to the right of them filling his ears. He could see Lucian moving around whenever he opened his eyes, but it was Edgar’s hands on Cass’ body, eagerly tearing at his clothes, undoing his buttons that had Cass’ eyes fluttering closed all over again.
Edgar’s tongue rubbed against the roof of his mouth and the sound that left Cass’ lips had Edgar doing it again. And again. Cass’ legs shook, his knees weak and his grip on Edgar’s jacket the only thing really keeping him upright.
The water still poured but a shadow fell over the pair.
"Alright, shift over, Eddie, Both of you need to be undressed, and Cass’ outfit is meant for someone else to take it off." Lucian’s voice alone made Cass shiver and Edgar pulled Cass off the wall. Cass would have slammed into Edgar, disrupting their kiss but Edgar was strong, keeping Cass exactly where he wanted him. Lucian slipped behind Cass and now Cass was pressed against two warm male bodies. Lucian’s hands were all over him. Undressing Cass with practised hands.
His fingers teasing Cass’ nipples when they hit air, Cass gulping into the kiss, pulling his lips away from Edgar’s to breathe deeply. Cass could feel how distracted he was, how the pleasure was washing over him, making him drunk on it.
"How are you feeling, Sweetness? Good?" Lucian’s warm breath on Cass’ ear, his throat, had Cass trembling. Edgar wanted to kiss him more, Cass could feel it, but instead of kissing his lips, he tilted Cass’ head back, pressing wet kisses on his throat. Cass’ eyes rolled back into his head.
"Good. I feel gooood." Cass moaned. Lucian let out a deep breath.
"Good. Eddie? How are you feeling?" Lucian reached out, sliding his fingers into Edgar’s hair and pulling his head back. Edgar’s face was flushed, his lips puffy and his gaze as dazed as Cass’. Cass let out a whimper as he watched Edgar’s fangs descend.
"I want Cass to fuck me so bad." Edgar whispered, licking his lips. "I want to sink my fangs into his throat as he pumps his cock into me. Gods above, forgive me." Edgar murmured. Cass felt a rush at hearing Edgar’s words. His own body reacting to the visual. Lucian pulled Edgar’s head back more, exposing Edgar’s throat. Lucian, over Cass’ shoulder, bent and pressed his lips against Edgar’s throat.
The needy moan that left Edgar’s mouth had all three men getting even more antsy, more turned on.
"You’ll have to wait." Lucian murmured. "He’s not doing a damn thing like that to you till I get back. Patient boys get rewarded, Eddie. So be a good boy for Cass and I. He’ll be sure to reward you." Lucian told him. Cass found himself nodding even before Edgar’s gaze moved to him.
"No sex yet." Cass agreed, even as if he felt like his body was going to fall apart if he didn’t have someone touching his cock soon. Cass’ gaze slid to Edgar’s fully clothed body and he sucked in before he slid his hands up, shakily undoing a button on his jacket. "Bath first." Cass murmured. "Need to be clean." Lucian’s rumbling chest behind him made Cass shiver.
"That’s right, Sweetness. Come on, Eddie. Help Cass help you. You like it when he plays with your nipples too, don’t you? Come on, help him while I play with his nipples. A nice little show, hmm?" Lucian’s hand released Edgar’s hair and Edgar stumbled for only a second before his gaze locked onto Cass’ exposed chest.
Cass’ clothes might be undone, but they weren’t off. The clothing pooled around his arms, making it harder to move. Lucian’s warm hands touched Cass’ skin, forcing Cass’ back to arch at the touch.
"Warm." Cass muttered, tilting his head back to look up at Lucian. Lucian groaned before he bent, kissing Cass’ lips in a wet, loud kiss that had Cass rubbing his ass against him without him even being aware.
"You’re going to undo me, Cass." Lucian whispered while Edgar’s hands eagerly overtook Cass’, doing away with his clothes quickly. Cass could hear the sound of clothing falling to the floor, felt Edgar’s hands on his own, quietly taking one arm out of his clothing and then the next. Edgar’s fingers worked on Cass’ pants, undoing buttons and pulling his cock free. Cass bit his bottom lip.
"I-I-" Cass stuttered, unsure what he was even trying to say. He thought for a moment that Edgar was going to touch him, maybe even suck him off, but instead he worked on getting him fully unclothed before Edgar leveled the dragon with a serious look.
"You’re fully dressed." Edgar accused, both Cass and Edgar now naked, aroused, and ready. Lucian’s hands palmed Cass’ chest, plucking at the already hard nipples in his hands.
"Mm. Don’t worry, Eddie, I made these clothes. They can disappear in the blink of an eye. Why don’t you turn off the water for the tub and pick your side. Cass needs some attention, don’t you think?" Cass felt like he could barely see out of his eyes, and realised it was because he kept closing them. The pleasure coursing through his veins made it hard for him to do so since he just wanted to feel it.
He forced himself to watch Edgar, watch him think and move, his hard cock bouncing with each step, the muscles in his ass moving as he turned and did as he was told. Cass wanted to bite that ass.
"I want that." Cass whispered, and both Edgar and Lucian froze. The sound of water pouring into the tub still filled the air.
"What?" Lucian asked, his tone breathless as Cass licked his lips.
"I want to bite that ass." Cass clarified, his voice a little shaky. "I want to sink my teeth into it." Cass’ hands twitched, almost like he was squeezing it in his hands. Lucian let out a relieved breath.
"Eddie, the water. Or Cass might attack you." Lucian warned. "We need to get this man a dick, pronto."