Chapter 318: Like a damn fountain (m)
What Edgar had done to his finger was a premonition. A warning of what Cass was going to get later. His balls were sore from the attention that Edgar had showered them with, his cock having cum at least three times from the attention.
Lucian’s lips weren’t helping. Nor were his teeth.
Cass’ thighs were marked up. It was clear what had happened, and every time that Cass glanced down, a rush of embarrassment filled him.
Two men, glowing eyes, between his thighs. There was no way he wasn’t going to cum.
Cass let out another whimper as Edgar ignored the pulsing, needing thing between his legs. Cass finally couldn’t take it anymore.
"Eddie, stop teasing me." Cass got out, choking on the words. "Leave my balls alone." Cass begged and watched as both men shuddered.
Cass heard Edgar release his balls with a soft, sucking sound and shivered.
"Alright, Babe. I can do that. We have been so focused on cleaning up other parts of you that we neglected the most important part." Edgar’s voice was soft, smooth, and Cass wiggled against the bed, his hips jerking. Edgar watched him, his eyes molten pools of heat and desire. "I’ll make sure to clean you up." Edgar whispered, giving Cass no time to answer as he moved up, and with one lip lick, swallowed as much of Cass’ cock as he could take.
Cass let out a choked cry, his hips jerking as the same suction Cass had felt around his finger sucked on his cock. This was no fucking joke. Cass was a whimpering mess, his cock leaking into the warm, wet mouth of Edgar.
Lucian didn’t let up either. In fact, he got a little more bitey. Cass was wiggling, thrusting up slightly as Edgar sucked his cock like it was his favourite snack. It was so erotic of a sight that Cass could barely give him any warning before he came, but Edgar didn’t seem to care. He swallowed the cum down, and Cass felt his pulse quicken.
"T-That’s not food for you!" Cass complained, and Edgar halted, his eyes going up as he met Cass’ gaze. He pulled up and off of Cass’ cock, but not really. His tongue played with the head of his cock, before he began to lick it. His hand came up, wrapping around Cass’ cock as he pumped it with his hand. Cass had to clench his jaw against the powerful, pleasurable feeling.
"Not food for me?" Edgar asked softly. "Babe, is it food for you?" Edgar asked, sliding his gaze from Cass to Lucian who was behind him. Cass gulped, shivering as the man continued to jerk him off.
Cass had to close his eyes as he came again, splurting out cum around Edgar’s hand. Edgar didn’t stop, milking him.
"It is really thick." Edgar muttered to himself. "And it doesn’t get thinner. By now I would have been leaking practically nothing." Edgar said more to himself than to anyone else. He waited for a moment longer. The ever chatty Cass wasn’t even answering him, and Edgar smirked. "Since no one is answering me," He started, leaning in and licking up the trail of cum Cass had spewed onto his own body, "I’m going to make some assumptions. I guess you’re going to get all of my loads into your mouth, hmm, Lord Blackburn?" Edgar teased and Cass felt his whole body stiffen.
No one called him that anymore. He was so damn flustered hearing that, and it was only made worse when Edgar’s smile grew.
"Or, do you prefer Mr. Spencer now?" Cass let out a soft gasp. So shocked that his cock twitched and his legs tensed.
"M-Mr. Spencer?" Cass repeated, his voice higher from the shock. Edgar’s smile grew.
"Well, that’s your other name, isn’t it?" Edgar said casually, but there was something in his eye that made Cass shiver. He swallowed thickly.
"J-Just call me Cass." He said weakly, and Edgar grinned.
"So you didn’t hate it, but you didn’t like it either." Edgar said softly and Cass grew more flustered.
"I-I just haven’t heard anyone say that in a long time. No one called me that over there." Cass was rambling, he knew it, but he’d caught Lucian’s attention.
"No one called you by your title? How strange." Lucian said and Cass groaned, covering his face again. He couldn’t look at either of them.
"It’s not really a title over there. Just...a last name." Cass mumbled. "People were more likely to call me Caspian and think that that was formal than anything else." Cass muttered, embarrassed. "And I only got called my full name when I was in trouble." He wished he could stop talking.
"Who called you your full name when you were in trouble?" Edgar asked softly and Cass groaned.
"My sister. I only ever got in trouble with her." Cass admitted. "Well, she was the only one who would call me out on it." Cass was being honest, too honest.
"Oh? Were you bad over there, Caspian?" Edgar was enjoying this, Cass could tell. Especially with his hand still around Cass’ cock, and the soft noises that Cass was still making in between his explanations.
"I-I wasn’t all that bad. I just...tried not to get caught." Cass managed to get out, his gaze going to his cock. "W-Why are you asking?" Cass asked, swallowing as he looked up at Edgar.
Edgar was all smiles.
"Hmm. I just feel like now is the perfect time to ask questions." Edgar said and Cass groaned.
"How in the world is when you have your hand on my cock a good time to be asking about my fucking family?" Cass asked and Edgar let out a laugh.
"Mm. Fair enough. I wouldn’t be able to get hard if I was thinking about mine. Fair point there, Babe. I’ll stop asking for now. Lucy, I think it’s your turn." Edgar said, shifting until he and Lucian had shifted spots. Now Edgar was behind him while Lucian was staring at Cass’ cock, balls, and ass like a starved animal.
"I’m going to do something different, since Cass liked it so much, and we got over the hurdle last time. So that Cass isn’t as afraid of it when I bring it up again in the future." Cass felt his eyes widen as Lucian reached over, snatching a pillow off of the bed and sliding it under Cass’ hips. Cass reached up, gripping on the sheets above his head.
"Y-You aren’t-I’m not clean!" Cass complained and froze as a pair of orange eyes peered up at him over his own cock.
"Sweetness, I cleaned you up, remember? You are clean, I promise. Plus, It’s better if I don’t suck your dick too much. I want to swallow you whole, and I could damage it because of my fire starter." Cass felt his eyes widen at the new information.
"W-What?" Cass said, startled and Lucian grinned.
"You’ve got a big enough dick that I could hurt it. I wouldn’t want to do that. Best to leave it up to the sucking professional." Edgar let out a sound like he was almost offended.
"Hey! That’s not fair. What if I want to eat his ass?" Cass gasped at his words and Lucian turned his gaze up to Edgar.
"I thought you wanted him to eat your ass?" Lucian asked and Edgar glared at him.
"I can want both." He declared and Lucian blinked, seemed to change his evaluation of Edgar, and then shrugged.
"It’s called taking turns for a reason, Eddie. It’s my turn." Lucian warned, and Edgar grumbled.
"I wasn’t doubting that, I was just saying don’t put me in a damn box." He said and Cass couldn’t believe that these two were having this conversation over eating Cass’ ass.
"I’m not some kind of toy you two are taking turns with sharing." Cass told them and got a look from both of them.
Cass did not like it. Like they didn’t fully agree with him.
"I am not a toy." Cass enforced again and Lucian let out a soft, gentle rumble.
"Who in their right mind would think you are a toy? If you wanted, Sweetness, you could blow my brains out right now with your magical powers. Would it kill me? No, but it would be a bitch to clean up." Lucian said with a chuckle. "If you were a toy, you’d be a very dangerous one." Lucian continued, and Cass narrowed his gaze.
"But we do need to put some lines in place for Lucy and I." Edgar continued. "To us, we both want you, so we need to figure out what that means for us. Sorry if you were feeling left out." Edgar told him, giving the thighs under his hands a squeeze. "Can we make it up to you?" Edgar asked sweetly and Cass was opening his mouth before he could think about it.
"Kiss me." He demanded and Edgar blinked, before he shook his head, not upset in the slightest. He left Lucian at the end of the bed, walking around to the other side since it was easier and climbed up. He angled himself so that he could rest on his forearms as he kissed Cass, and then he was off.
Cass was so distracted by Edgar’s lips, tongue and fangs that he almost let out a scream when Lucian began to rub his textured tongue against his ass. Holy shit.
Holy fucking shit.
Cass wiggled his hips, trying to get away but Lucian reached up, holding onto his hips and pulling him down further on his tongue. The man never penetrated, never dug into his ass, but he was teasing him.
Cass came with a muffled scream, filling Edgar’s mouth with the sound. Edgar drank it down greedily, his eyes watching Cass’ face as he was overcome with pleasure. He drank up every second, even more so as Lucian continued his assault on Cass’ asshole.
Lucian slid his tongue upwards at one point, sliding over something that Cass had never noticed and Cass’ legs locked around Lucian’s neck, his body jerking as he came a damn fountain, spraying everywhere. Edgar froze, Cass froze, Lucian froze. His tongue was still out, adding a little bit of comedy to the whole situation as Cass tried to catch his breath.
Edgar pulled away from Cass’ mouth, letting him breathe as his whole body shook.
"I-I was going for your balls." Lucian gasped out, and Cass believed him. He was too shocked to be able to lie.
"P-Please avoid that spot." Cass whispered hoarsely, and both men nodded.
"Heard loud and clear." Edgar muttered, staring at the mess that Cass had made. "Can I see it? So I know to avoid it?" Edgar asked and Cass felt his face bloom with colour. Lucian glanced up at Cass, wanting to get his permission and Cass raised his hands.
They were already at this point. It just made sense to let Edgar see too.
"Yeah. Show him." Cass muttered and didn’t watch, but heard the shuffling around. The breeze as Lucian pulled back, spread Cass’ thighs to show off the no no hole.
"U-Understood." Edgar said, his voice a little choked. "Can I ask what that is?" Edgar said quietly, and it was clear he was already thinking about what it was. Cass said nothing, and that was answer enough. Edgar cleared his throat. "Understood. Alright, I think it’s time all of us were naked, right Lucy?" Edgar said, and Lucian let out a sigh.
"Yeah. It’s about time. Cass needs his favourite meal." Cass groaned at Lucian’s words.
"It’s not my favourite." Cass complained and Lucian snorted.
"I don’t believe you. I haven’t seen you eat anything else with such gusto. You never lick the plate clean at any other meal I’ve witnessed." Edgar let out a strangled laugh, clearly trying to cover it up.
"You’re an asshole." Cass declared hotly and Lucian let out a laugh. Hands reached down, taking them off of his face as Cass glared up at the dragon. He was all smug smiles.
"Yeah, but I’m your asshole." He said sweetly and Cass hated how he melted slightly into the bed. Fucker.