Cass couldn’t breathe as Edgar shoved his cock deeper into Cass’ throat. The man’s fingers dug deeply into Cass’ hair, using his face and throat as he wanted. Cass’ own hands dug deeply into the flesh of Edgar’s ass, squeezing the skin under his fingers, his nails digging in deeper.
Edgar’s face was flushed, his eyes watery, his chest heaving and he was flashing a little fang.
God, Cass wanted to swallow him whole.
The wet sounds filled the air, and that only seemed to spur Cass on more. His tongue felt warmer, his throat tightening and Edgar’s face scrunched up. He was going to cum. God, Cass wanted him to cum.
"Shit. Cass, I’m gonna-" Cass took control, shoving Edgar even deeper into his throat and swallowing the helpless whimper Edgar gave him like it was his god given right. The little hip thrusts, the whimper, all of it made the cum coating his throat taste even sweeter.
Who needed to breathe when you had a handsome man throat-fucking you?
Edgar’s eyes were closed, his face tense and that little fang looked like it was going to pierce his damn lip. Cass almost wished that it would. He would love to see a little bit of blood right now.
When Edgar finally pulled back, Cass’ fingers dug into his ass a little tighter, a little more aggressive and Edgar’s cock glistened with Cass’ saliva. Edgar’s chest heaved, his pecs rising and falling quickly. It shouldn’t have surprised Cass when Lucian’s hand reached under Edgar’s arms to grab onto his pecs, one hand then sliding down Edgar’s body to rest on his lower stomach.
Edgar’s eyes went wide as Lucian rested his head on his shoulder, staring down at Cass with a little smirk.
"Someone looks awfully pleased with themselves." Lucian joked and Cass licked his lips, laughing a little.
"He tasted good." Cass admitted and watched as Edgar flushed. Lucian’s gaze slid to Edgar, a smirk on his face.
"Well, I’m glad that he did. However, it’s now my time to eat. Edgar, you either flip on your hands and knees and let Cass eat you like the little bottom you are, or get that cock out again because I prefer eating on my back."
It only took Cass a few moments to understand what Lucian was saying, and it was made even more obvious when Cass found himself pulled up, his ass against Lucian’s mouth and beard all over again, his hands intertwined with Edgar’s as Cass felt his body shake.
They were about to do it again, only this time, he had Edgar there for emotional support. Edgar watched Cass, then watched Lucian as both men sat on top of Lucian.
"Are you sure this is okay?" Edgar asked for the second time and Lucian, who was hooking his hands into the folds of Cass’ thighs, right where his stomach and thighs met, chuckled.
"Eddie, baby, neither one of you could crush me or harm me. In fact, why don’t you back that plump ass of yours up and rub against my cocks, hmm? I’m sure you’ll like the feeling." Edgar’s face flushed at Lucian’s teasing and Cass watched as the man frowned.
"That’s Cass’ meal. Not mine." Edgar muttered and Lucian froze, before he let out a deep laugh.
"I am sure that Cass would love to eat it out of you if it came to that. Or off of you, right Cass?" Cass found himself nodding at the ridiculous words, the image of cum that wasn’t his on Edgar’s back a little strange, but not something he was opposed to. As long as it was Lucian’s.
Or Gideon’s, but only in this context.
"Alright, I’m not talking anymore. Someone is eager for my attention, and I plan to give it to them." Lucian murmured, his chest rumbling as Cass gulped. His hands squeezed Edgar’s, anticipation making his hands shake as the first, warm rub against his asshole was felt. Cass had worried for maybe a second that Lucian would start with the unfamiliar.
The unknown.
He should have known, at least in some part of his mind, that Lucian wouldn’t want to scare him like that. Cass had already admitted that he was scared, he knew better. There was still a small part of Cass that didn’t trust Lucian, just a small part, but it slowly faded as the man continued to lick and tease his sphincter, almost like it owed him money.
Cass found his head lolling, his hips rolling slightly as he found what gave him the most pleasure. Edgar watched him, his gaze transfixed, his eyes a little wide and his mouth a little open as he watched Cass in the moment.
Cass’ moans were breathy, his tongue constantly licking his lips to wet them, his fingers clenching on Edgar’s tightly as Lucian had his way with him. His moans got louder when Lucian slowly began to breach his asshole, teasing the rim like a damn pro.
"Oh fuck." Cass moaned, his face scrunching up as pleasure washed over him. His cock was leaking, his balls felt heavy, and he knew that Lucian’s chin was soaking wet. The friction against the beard hair and the soft, tender skin that he was unfamiliar with made Cass’ head spin. "Lucy, oh god, that feels...mmm." Cass couldn’t put it into words.
His mind was blanking with pleasure and Edgar? Who was watching everything? Well, he was rock hard once more.
Edgar licked his lips, watching Cass, watching him move and twitch and moan and he let out a shaky breath.
"This is so hot." Edgar whispered. "Holy gods above, thank you for this feast." Edgar sounded like he was saying a prayer, which only made Cass confused before the man kissed him. Cass’ moans became muffled, but the pleasure intensified for him as his tongue and his ass were played with.
Edgar released one of Cass’ hands so that he could run his hand over Cass’ body. Touching him reverently as Cass moved his body on top of Lucian’s mouth, his nose rubbing against soft spots that normally saw no one.
It should have been embarrassing. It should have been alarming. Instead, Cass found himself melting into the touch of the two men.
Cass came for the first time quietly, letting out a low, deep moan into Edgar’s mouth while Lucian thrust his tongue in deep for the first time. It was against his control, his body squeezing around Lucian’s tongue, pulsing like a lifeline while Edgar swallowed the sound, his stomach and Lucian’s stomach sprayed with Cass’ seed.
The mere idea of Cass’ seed on both men had Cass rock hard only a second later. Cass wanted to touch it, spread it all over the two of them. The image of Edgar on his knees, Cass rubbing his cock against his pretty, pouty lips had Cass shivering.
Edgar gave Cass a second to breathe, pulling away to press kisses across Cass’ throat and shoulders. Lucian barely gave Cass 30 seconds to recover.
Lucian’s hand let go of Cass’ hip and Cass knew something was coming. He was expecting the duo combo of his fingers and his tongue in his ass, so when Lucian’s fingers rubbed against the new sensitive skin of the new organ below him, Cass let out a startled whimper. Lucian froze, as did Edgar.
"Bad? Do you want him to stop?" Edgar asked, being the voice for Lucian in this moment. Cass took a deep breath, startled, but not scared.
"Just startled." Cass admitted. "He can continue." That was all that Lucian needed. However, the forceful touch changed, shifting to a more gentle, softer touch. He stroked around the new folds Cass had, similar to how he had Cass touch himself the first time. It was strange, but not in a bad way.
The moan that left Cass’ lips when Lucian, who still had his tongue buried in Cass’ ass but wasn’t moving it, began to push a finger into Cass’ new spot, was so loud that Edgar almost thought something was wrong. Cass’ grip on his hand tightened, the other hand that he’d placed on Edgar’s side digging in sharply.
"O-Oh my god." Cass had no way to describe the pleasure he was feeling. It was so foreign to him, so strange that he felt like he was choking on it. It was made more extreme by the fact that Lucian’s tongue was still buried in his ass. "Oh my god. O-Oh my god." Cass felt like a broken record as Lucian buried his finger in completely. He wiggled it slightly and Cass felt his legs go weak.
When he pulled the finger out, Cass thought he was going to see stars. He wanted to pull away from Lucian, but the man wouldn’t let him. Edgar, seeing how much pleasure that Cass was experiencing, wanted to be a part of it.
He shifted closer until their cocks were grazing against each other, flesh against flesh, panting breaths filling the air. Cass nearly whimpered when Lucian pulled his finger out. He wanted to protest, even more so when Lucian pulled his tongue out of Cass’ ass.
"I have to taste it." Lucian’s soft murmur was the only warning that Cass got before that slick, hot tongue was rubbing against the new area. Cass nearly choked. The sob that left him was swallowed up by the eager lips of Edgar, tasting and devouring the pleasure that Lucian was giving him.
Lucian didn’t penetrate him right away, teasing him into a fever pitch before he probed carefully, sinking his tongue inside of Cass. Cass felt like his body was going to convulse, like he was going to cum just from the act alone.
Edgar’s tongue playing with Cass’ in his mouth made his body tense, his cock rubbing against Edgar’s made his back bow. Then, Edgar pulled back, his eyes glowing, his fangs sharp and Cass knew what was coming. The whimper left his lips even as he angled his head to the side, telling the man without words that he had permission.
Edgar’s eyes flashed for a moment before he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the offered skin before sinking his fangs into Cass’ throat.
Cass let out a loud cry, his body twitching, his cock squirting cum all over as Lucian pumped his tongue on and out of the warm, wet pussy he’d grown. He was sure he soaked the man, but he didn’t quit. In fact, he put two fingers in Cass’ ass, angling them towards his prostate and milking him more.
Cass was a shivering, pleasure-filled mess as the men pierced him from both sides. He had no strength in any part of his body as his cock twitched, his ass shivered, and he felt another orgasm coming on as Edgar’s fangs pulled blood from his veins.