Cass wasn’t about to clear it up when blood was something that he could consume. Hell, especially if the blood alone was affecting Edgar, Cass could only imagine how other body fluids hurt him.
Wait, other body fluids?
Cass blinked, turning his attention to Edgar.
"Did it hurt when you kissed him?" Cass asked bluntly and watched Edgar’s face flush, Gideon turned pink and Edgar began to flounder. He was speechless for a long time before he finally coughed.
"I don’t...remember." He mumbled and Cass blinked slowly. So, he’d kissed the man to his heart’s content and then when he tried to drink his blood that was when things got messy? Yeah, from Cass’ memory, the man did move fast when the other party was inexperienced.
Cass glared at the vampire playboy and Edgar at least looked apologetic. Now it was up to fucking Cass to figure out what the truth was and he was annoyed by it.
"Gideon, this might be gross, but can I lick your fingers after you lick them? I unfortunately have to test if your saliva hurts me because Edgar is useless." Cass said plainly.
"Hey! I’m not useless." Edgar protested while Lucian’s shoulders tensed. Cass thought he was getting mad, but it turned out he was just holding back his laughter.
"If Cass says you’re useless, you’re useless. What good is a bottom if he can’t even find out something that simple?" Lucian asked and Edgar let out a gasp.
"A bottom? What the hell is Cass then? He’s also going to bottom!" Edgar protested and Cass flinched. That was...technically true. Cass felt Lucian’s grip on Cass’ hand tighten before Lucian spoke, a rumble of warning in his voice.
"Cass isn’t like you. He’s not a dedicated bottom. Cass just likes to help others. You just like pleasure." Lucian countered and Cass felt his face warm. He couldn’t look at any of the men because that wasn’t...quite true. Honestly, it felt like he was the most useless out of all of them. Even if he spoke harshly to Edgar, he was the one that they had to find solutions for because of his...demon blood. Edgar could just get blood from anyone, making his demon blood rather convenient.
Cass was the one that they had to take turns taking care of because he sucked the soul out of them. He was greedy. He knew no limits. Edgar had a hard time when dealing with him during his heat, and while Lucian was resilient, it was because he was a dragon he was able to ’keep up’ with Cass.
"What makes you think that I’m a dedicated bottom?" Edgar countered. "I can date men and women. I-I don’t strictly like just men! I would have to top when with a woman!" Edgar countered, and Cass could feel the energy in the carriage shift slightly. When Cass glanced up he found that Gideon’s open expression had shut almost entirely. It was clear that he did not like talking about Edgar’s past, but the man was too busy defending himself from Lucian’s allegations to notice.
Lucian, for his part, was having fun riling up Edgar. It was a bad habit, one that he shared with Cass.
"It’s not called topping when you’re with a woman, Edgar, and drinking and kissing a woman is not the same when you actually have sex with them. From your words, it doesn’t sound like you have. Has our dear little Eddie only had sex with men?" Lucian asked sweetly and Edgar twitched next to Cass. He was pissed, and Cass was worried that he was between the two men.
"That’s not important!" Edgar shouted and Cass flinched.
"Boys." Cass said warningly, and both men grew quiet. "This is so far from what we were discussing, so could you stop it? Lucian, you know better. You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?" Cass said, glancing towards the taller man. Lucian wasn’t pouting because there was too much of a glint of mischief to his gaze for him to be able to. He let out a heavy sigh.
"You caught me. He makes it too easy." Lucian complained and Cass shook his head, sighing.
"You shouldn’t tease him too much. Gideon’s not happy with this line of questioning, and honestly, neither am I. I don’t care if he knows how to pleasure a woman. It doesn’t fucking matter to me. We’re all men." Cass told him coolly and Lucian’s eyes widened slightly.
"Um, well, I know it’s not really my place to say it, but he should know a few of the basics." Lucian said carefully. "Especially since I’ll be gone. Especially from your reaction the other day." Cass stared at the man blankly, not picking up on what he was suggesting in the slightest.
Lucian slowly raised his free hand, putting up two fingers at chin level, spreading them wide until his mouth was in between them. Then, he stuck out his tongue in a rather crude, embarrassing gesture.
Cass sucked in, his face going red as Lucian stared down at him, his orange gaze warm with affection.
"You seemed to like it when I did this, don’t you remember? Sweetness, you made the cutest noises, and you kept wiggling your hips to help me hit the deepest parts of you. I had to hold you in place otherwise the pleasure would have overwhelmed you." Lucian said without remorse, his fingers still in place.
Cass was literally so shocked he couldn’t speak.
"Y-Y-You-"
"Lucy, stop embarrassing Cass! He’s right that we shouldn’t be talking about this, and I know the fucking basics. Do you think that the district I managed would let me get away without that knowledge?" Edgar growled, his face pink. Lucian chuckled, turning his gaze away from Cass but he didn’t drop his fingers.
"Oh, so you know how to do this at least?" He teased and Edgar growled in annoyance.
"I know how to eat a girl out, by the gods! I also have eaten Cass out too, Lucy, and he had no complaints then!" Edgar snarled and Lucian laughed.
"Right, you did do that, and he was pretty chill about it. You haven’t really seen him now that he’s changed and started to let others touch him. It’s a different place now, Eddie. Softer. Wetter. More dangerous." Lucian warned and Cass could not believe that they were discussing this right now.
He should have let them remain silent. He shouldn’t have brought it up. He should have remained pissed off at them for hiding things from him if it would mean that he wouldn’t have to listen to this shit so early in the morning and while he was trapped.
Not only was he stuck between them, but he couldn’t even leave. A literal nightmare.
"More dangerous? Why is it more dangerous?" Edgar asked and Lucian chuckled.
"Because it smells good. Don’t you remember? You smelt his desire before. That came from the new place, the soft, wet, welcoming spot that is so sensitive that just rubbing around it can make him cum."
"Enough!" Cass shouted, and silence fell over the carriage. Cass was ready to vibrate out of his body, ready to leave the whole plane. Who gave a fuck about saving the world? Who gave a fuck about the promises he’d made? This was too embarrassing for him to be able to handle, especially when he looked up at Gideon and the man had no fucking clue what the men were even talking about.
"Cass?" Edgar asked, sounding concerned and Cass shrugged off both of their touches, moving suddenly. He jumped over to the other bench, crossing his arms in annoyance as he slammed his body into the other side. Gideon was jostled in the seat due to the force behind his move.
Edgar and Lucian were staring at him with wide eyes, clearly surprised that he would move willingly but Cass really couldn’t understand why they were so surprised.
They had been sexually harassing him with words. Speaking of his body like in public, while he was stuck between them and around a man who was-who was interested in Edgar, not even Cass!
"I can’t fucking believe you two." Cass muttered, anger dripping off of each syllable. "Here I am, pissed that you three were keeping something from me. Then, when I forgive you for it, realising that you were probably right in keeping it from me, you then go out of your way to not just annoy men, but fucking sexually harass me with your own damn words while you know I have no way to punish you for your words or escape so that I don’t have to fucking hear them anymore? You’re damn scum." Cass was so pissed that he couldn’t see through the red haze covering his eyes.
Lucian looked shocked, Edgar looked horrified, and Gideon? Gideon looked like he couldn’t breathe.
"C-Cass? Can you please calm down? You’re making Gideon uncomfortable." Edgar said carefully and Cass growled.
"Making Gideon uncomfortable? You’ve been doing a swell job of that already? Why is it now my fault that I’m doing that?" Lucian reached over, throwing open the window for some strange reason.
"Sweetness, I understand, but you’re making him uncomfortable for a completely different reason. Your demon blood is in full effect. He’s a saint. He’s having a hard time." Cass didn’t know what that meant, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t snap to attention.
When he looked over at Gideon again he realised that the man was holding his mouth, bent over slightly, and Cass cursed, loudly. Fuck. His anger had somehow let out his...pheromones? Powers? Whatever the fuck they called whatever the hell was happening to him.
Cass turned away from him angrily, going to the other side of the carriage to fling open that window. He huffed, shuffling closer as the cool air filled the carriage.
"You guys are fucking ridiculous." Cass muttered, refusing to look at any of them. Now he was pissed and there was nothing and no one that he wanted to help. Lucian’s soft laughter only made Cass more pissed.
He raised up his middle finger, flipping the man off and Lucian chuckled.
"I care about you too, Cass." Lucian said warmly and Cass scowled deeper.
"That is not what it means." He grumbled and Lucian laughed louder.
"Sure. I’ll believe that." He was impossible.