Chapter 699: You got to wash your hands (m)

All Cass had done was take a break. That was it.

Simple. Normal. Actually encouraged as something that he should do.

He’d gone to go relieve himself in the bathroom, maybe take a few minutes to read a book on the new bench in the bedroom. Put some space between him, his work, his bedroom, and allow Edgar to take a break too.

The man didn’t take breaks when he saw that Cass was working, which was not what Cass wanted. He should be able to work at his own pace, not the pace that Cass worked. Cass had years and years of work under his belt. As Cassian, and as Caspian. There was no way that Edgar was going to catch up with him.

So, Cass had decided to answer the call of nature and breathe a little.

He could tell that his heat was fast approaching. It wasn’t quite here, but in the two days since Cass and the others had...experimented in how to feed Cass, the desires inside of him had grown.

The boys had not been on their best behaviour, but they had kept things relatively to one area. They hadn’t ambushed Cass, not in the same way that they had been ambushing Edgar up until Cass snapped at them.

They hadn’t pestered Cass beyond teasing in the bedroom and had stopped when Cass had snapped at them. They had seemed satisfied with that.

Cass should have known better.

Honestly, he thought it would have been Edgar who would have pounced on him first. After all, he was the one who he spent the most time with. He caught how Edgar looked at him sometimes, especially now that he had his tail. Everyone seemed fascinated by it, while Cass found it annoying.

He hadn’t quite figured out how to sit down fully with it, or control it, so sometimes when he sat back at the wrong angle he howled. Like a damn cat who had hurt themselves. It was embarrassing every time it happened, and everyone came running every time as well.

Gideon was nearby now because he was working on the basement renovation and Sir Forsythe had traded places with him. It was also done intentionally so that when Gideon disappeared to help Cass with his heat that no one asked any questions.

Those not in the know, at least.

Either way, Cass had thought it would be Edgar. He should have known better.

There was one person who he should have worried about.

~

Cass was just finishing up going to the bathroom, sighing softly as he did. He left the closed off bathroom, not checking his surroundings because it was a bathroom exclusively attached to his room and headed for the sink. He washed his hands, not looking up in the mirror because he hated looking at himself.

That would not be a mistake he would make again.

He at least had the patience to wait for Cass to finish washing his hands, but not the patience to let him finish drying them. He was just turning off the taps when body heat slammed against him, grinding into him from behind and Cass let out a startled gasp as two hands wrapped around his chest, sliding up to grope his chest.

"My my, what do we have here? A defenseless, all alone Cass? Don’t mind if I do."

Cass let out a startled cry as he was yanked back, his hands still wet until he fell onto the man who’d backed up suddenly until he met the bench. Stunned, he sat there, his eyes wide as Lucian let out a pleased chuckle behind him.

"Caught you." Lucian sang, pleased and Cass didn’t even know what to say.

"I was using the bathroom." Cass said.

"Yeah, and you’re done. You even washed your hands. I was very patient with you, wasn’t I?" Lucian’s lips found Cass’ throat and Cass was embarrassed by the sound that left his lips as Lucian’s facial hair rubbed against his skin. "Mm. I love hearing you so vocal. I should have done this ages ago." Lucian murmured.

His large hands engulfed Cass’ still small chest, squeezing and molding the skin and fabric easily. With his face now buried in Cass’t throat, it was even worse. Cass struggled to break freak, even helplessly trying to hit his thighs and sides, but it didn’t work.

Lucian’s tongue and teeth teased Cass’ skin, his hands playing with him like he was a damn toy.

"Do you want a snack, Cassy Baby? Just a little one?" Lucian was not playig fair. He’d essentially ambushed him like a damn predator. Cass should be furious. He should be pissed.

He shouldn’t be feeling proud that he’d finally been ambushed.

"You’re not going to take no for an answer, Lucy." Cass rasped, frowning and hoping that made him sound sour. Lucian grunted.

"False. I would never force you. That’s why I’m asking. Feeling up my bondmate and feeding my soul isn’t a crime. Forcing you is." Cass shouldn’t have been moved by that. He really shouldn’t.

It was the bare fucking minimum, but for someone like Lucian? God, it was such a serious bout of development that Cass...Cass folded like a damn chair.

"Only my ass." Cass grumbled. "You can...you can use your other cock." Cass told him. Lucian paused, before that deep, rumbling purr started that was going to have Cass in a chokehold soon.

"Oh Cass. Don’t encourage me." Lucian couldn’t hide the smile in his voice. "If that’s the case, can I try something else too?" Cass didn’t know what it was, but he nodded. Foolishly.

~

Cass’ wrists ached, his feet dangling uselessly as his pants fell off one leg and hung on for dear life on one of his feet. Lucian’s heavy pants and growls filled Cass’ ears, his own moans mixing with Lucian’s as the man pounded his cock into Cass from behind.

Cass’ cock bounced, grazing the cool tiles of the wall, Lucian’s hand holding him up like a brand of warmth against his skin. Lucian’s other hand was on Cass’ waist, holding him in place so he didn’t slam against the wall with each thrust. He had no purchase on the ground since Lucian was holding him up high enough that his feet dangled. It was a necessary touch, even if it scalded Cass.

Cass’ tail was curling around the arm Lucian had on his waist, an embarrassing display that he had no control over that seemed to rile up Lucian even more. They’d moved further inside of the bathroom, near the larger new tub. This was what Lucian wanted to request of Cass.

He wanted to have Cass at his mercy. He wanted Cass unable to touch the ground, pinning him there like he was a prized animal. Cass could barely talk.

He’d told Lucian that he could slide his thicker cock inside of him. Feeling cocky after having two dicks inside of him at once, but he’d forgotten that he hadn’t ever permitted Lucian’s second cock inside of him. He was a fool.

The cock had spread him wide, truly spearing him from behind. It had taken Cass a few minutes to adjust to him and now he was just ruthlessly pummeling Cass from behind.

It was made worse as Cass could feel his own dampness dripping, falling onto the floor. That hadn’t happened, not really, but this was the first time that Cass had engaged in anything sexual after they’d fucked a few days ago. Who knew how things would change?

"Where is that pretty mind wandering?" Lucian’s gruff voice had Cass’ spine stiffening. His face flushed, immediately guilty that his mind had been wandering. He wasn’t exactly not thinking about Lucian, but- "Am I not good enough for you?" Lucian rasped. Cass gasped.

"N-No! You are! I was just-" Cass let out a whimper as Lucian’s stubble rubbed against the sensitive skin of his throat.

"You’re so pretty, Cass. My sweet, pretty fairy. So sweet and delicious. Fuck. I want to taste you again. I want to like you clean, bite down hard and pound you senseless. The gods are merciless. I’ve tasted the sweetness of knowing your emotions once, and now I must long for it until you grant me the right." Cass’ eyes were wide listening to Lucian’s pretty words.

"Lucian, I-" Cass gasped as he slammed his cock home. Deep. Powerful. He held himself deep, his second cock rubbing against the tender, wet folds of his vagina.

"For now, I have to calm myself and remember, I am one of the lucky few you allow to fuck you like this. Who you allow to feel you, stretch you, love you. I’ll temper myself with the warmth you provide, find solace in your wet, greedy little holes, and wonder when I’ll be able to thrust both of my cocks deep inside of you, sink my teeth deep into your flesh and finally brand you as mine." Lucian’s growl was on the dangerous side of feral.

Cass felt his body fucking melt, even as his mind raced.

Was Lucian okay? He normally didn’t talk like this? He’d had his heat, but he’d been fine? Or maybe...he spoke like this when he ambushed the others?

"Oh look, you tightened up. You liked that, didn’t you?" Lucian’s teeth nibbled at Cass’ shoulder, his clothes askew because of Lucian’s rough handling of him. Cass let out a soft whimper.

"N-Not now, Lucy." Cass begged and Lucian let out a deep growl.

"I know. I wouldn’t like to mark you like this either. Fuck. Don’t tighten more, sweetness. I’m trying to control myself and ride this out as long as possible. I don’t want to give up our alone time yet." Lucian growled.

Cass’ eyes flickered, the orgasm that Lucian had been driving him towards growing closer and closer. Alone time? Did Lucian consider this alone time?

"Lucy, fuck. Right there, I’m close." Cass gasped, his mind growing foggy as his tail gripped Lucian’s arm tighter. He had no idea that the mark from his tail was going to warn like a badge of honour later, so he kept squeezing.

"Ah fuck. Me too!" All thoughts were pushed to the side. The two men were busy enjoying the pleasure they took from being with each other.