Chapter 673: We’ll catch you (m)

Lucian didn’t waste any time once he’d been given the green light. Much to the horror of Cass, the man ripped the crotch out of his pants.

Cass let out a gasp of horror. He didn’t have a lot of pants that fit, and Lucian should have known that. It didn’t seem to matter to him, though, as his hand gripped the fabric protecting his lower half and tore it like the seam wasn’t hand woven and the fabric wasn’t of good quality. Cass was honestly stunned when Lucian’s hand came away, revealing that Cass wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

"No underwear? Cass, you’re so naughty." Cass was stunned, staring at his bare cock and balls while Lucian was still tucked away.

"What do you think you’re doing?" Cass demanded, his voice low while Lucian’s eyes glittered as he stared at Cass. He smirked, then Cass watched in shocked silence as he showed off. His pants came undone without him touching them and it was only a few seconds later that his cocks were out, proud, and on display.

"That’s unfair." Edgar muttered, and Cass had to agree. The fact that he had that much control was annoying and unfair. Cass knew it would take a while before he could do something like untie ties with magic without even looking. Even if he was capable of doing something like cleaning himself and Edgar, it did not feel the same.

"Give it a hundred years, boys, and you too can be as cool as me." Lucian told them, all wide smiles and warm eyes. Edgar scowled at him while Cass found he couldn’t do the same. Why?

Lucian had moved in closer, his cocks rubbing against Cass’. The slide of his cocks against the sensitive, suddenly bare skin of his crotch had Cass shivering. His hands shifted, sliding towards Lucian to wrap firmly around his neck. He knew he’d need to hold onto him to keep a hold on his sanity when Lucian slid inside of him.

Cass stared at the two cocks, noticing, not for the first time, that they were different sizes. It had just been a while since he’d given the dragon a blow job so coming face to face with them like this again was...nostalgic in a way. The top one was thinner. Not in length by no means, but it wasn’t as girthy as the bottom cock.

That one hung like a damn threat, thick and meaty, the veins pronounced in a way that had Cass’ mouth watering unintentionally. It pulsed, bobbing in the air the longer Cass stared at it until Lucian’s chuckle brought Cass’ gaze upwards.

Cass met the dancing, pleased gaze of a male dragon, his lips quirked up in a smile that told Cass he knew exactly what he’d been thinking. Cass blushed but didn’t shy away from his gaze. That only made Lucian’s smile widen.

Moving, Lucian rubbed his cocks against Cass, the heavy weight sending shivers down Cass’ spine as the man ground himself against Cass’ most sensitive area. Cass felt his eyes flutter, the pleasure rocking him. He nearly jumped when Gideon’s hand touched Cass’ lower back, tentative, supportive.

"It’s okay, Cass." Gideon told him softly. "You won’t fall. I’ve got you." It wasn’t even a concern to Cass at the moment, but gods, he was glad that Gideon was telling him something so ridiculous right now. Cass nearly laughed, glancing towards Gideon warmly.

"Thank you." He told him sincerely and Gideon nodded, his face flushed but clearly determined to be of use.

"You’re so kind, Giddy horse." Lucian rumbled and Edgar giggled.

"Our Giddy horse has always been kind, Lucy." Edgar chastised, drawing everyone else’s attention. Edgar’s eyes glittered like sapphires, full of mirth and playfulness.

"Edgar." Cass said softly, even as Lucian continued to rub his cocks against his own. Cass could feel his own dampness dripping onto the carpet, his face warming and glad that no one else had noticed. "Be careful, or else you’ll be known as our prince all throughout the mansion." Cass warned, ready to fight fire with fire.

Edgar’s mirth disappeared and Lucian laughed, leaning in and pressing a firm kiss against Cass’ mouth.

"Oh, I love when you’re like this." Lucian whispered. "Unapologetically in charge. You’re so hot, Cassy baby." Lucian continued to rub against him, soaking his own cocks in Cass’ damp. Everywhere he rubbed cooled as soon as he left, making Cass twitch at the strange touch. "Did they stretch you enough? Or are we still on the smaller cock?" Lucian asked. It was directed towards Cass, but Gideon answered.

"We didn’t stretch him more. It was more about feeding Cass yesterday." Gideon told him and Lucian grunted.

"Understood. Smaller cock it is. Can’t hurt my precious, sweet boy, can I?" Cass’ heart squeezed at Lucian’s sweet words.

"No, we can’t. No tearing Cass in half, please. I do not want to explain that to the Doctor." Edgar muttered quietly. Lucian scoffed.

"The Doctor? I’m more worried about explaining that to Sam." The three men paused and as a unit, shivered. Cass let out a surprised laugh.

"You’re that scared of him?" Cass asked, glancing between them. All of them had lost all humour, their eyes serious as they nodded in confirmation.

"He’s scary to us, Cass. Not to you, of course, you’re his master, but I feel like...Sam would gladly throw us into a pit and light us on fire at the smallest transgression." Gideon said slowly. Cass was surprised by the visual, but...he probably wasn’t off by much. Cass and Sam didn’t really talk about it, but Cass got the same vibe. He was slowly growing respect for them as time went on, but Sam didn’t seem like the kind of man that would ever forget how they had treated Cass in the beginning.

"Fair." Cass said, his eyes falling to where Lucian was rubbing himself against Cass like a cat in heat. "Can I help you?" Cass asked, slyly sliding his gaze up towards Lucian through his lashes. Lucian growled, his nostrils flaring as Cass stared at him.

"You just want to wrap your hand around my cock and squeeze it, you demon." Lucian accused before he leaned in and nuzzled Cass’ throat, rubbing his scruff all over him. Cass let out a small yelp of protest. "Of course you can touch me. You own my cocks, sweetness. Of course, as long as the others don’t mind." Lucian joked, pulling back to smile at Edgar and Gideon.

"Let him have them." Edgar muttered, sounding annoyed. "You make me feel like I’m going to burst when you put that thing inside of me." Edgar was putting on a show of being disgusted, but Cass knew better. Before he reached for Lucian’s cock he leaned towards Edgar, catching him by surprise as he kissed him chastely on the lips.

"You like it." Cass told him, smirking. How did he know? Because Cass liked it too. Edgar blushed, and Cass turned his attention to Gideon who was examining Lucian’s cocks like he was looking at an impressive piece of art in a gallery. "Giddy can look and touch whenever he likes, too." Cass said and watched as Gideon nodded silently. Then, Cass turned and after hesitating for only a second before he talked himself out of it, Cass took his left hand off of Lucian’s neck and lowered it down Lucian’s body.

When his hand met the thick and long length of just the first, thinner cock, he shuddered. He could already imagine it filling him and Cass was unaware of how his eyes dilated, filling up the red hearts that were already unique to his new body.

"Gods, Cass, stop getting so pretty." Lucian muttered. "Or else I really will just hide you away in the den." Lucian warned. Cass let out a light laugh, lowering the head of his cock. They both groaned as he rubbed against the molten core that everyone was dancing around and Cass gave a little breathless laugh as he rubbed against Cass’ other entrance.

"Enjoy it while it lasts, Lucy. I’m going to go on a tear once I’m free to move about on my own again." Cass told him, breathless. Lucian’s throat was in stark relief as Cass rubbed the tip of his cock against Cass’ hole. Fuck, he was going to feel so good when he finally filled him. Cass’ hole fluttered and Lucian groaned.

"Really? What are you going to do?" Lucian asked, both men letting out a deep, lusty moan as Lucian began to push in. Cass felt his head fall back, his throat exposed as Lucian began to fill him up. Further, wider, dear lord, the man was already a damn beast. Cass couldn’t even begin to imagine how his other cock was going to fill him up.

"I’m going to spend so much money." Cass rasped, his hand sliding back to Lucian’s neck. He was going to need it. Lucian hadn’t even finished pushing himself all the way in, getting caught as Cass’ body squeezed him tightly. "I’m going to throw it in the air, give it to villagers. Light it on fire." Cass rambled, his mind and his mouth disconnected as Lucian gently pulled out before slamming hard home. Cass nearly bit his tongue at the force, Lucian’s teeth clenched, and all words were forgotten.

It was a good thing that Gideon had told him that he was going to support him because Cass did worry at one point that he was going to fall off of the table. The heavy way that Lucian was plowing him made the desk rattle, the papers stir. Cass was sure there was going to be a mess to clean up after this, but Cass could barely think.

His hands dug into Lucian’s shoulders and neck, his nails sharp as an unrelenting series of moans left his lips. Gideon’s arm was around his waist, holding him up as Lucian gripped onto Edgar and Gideon, using them as a balancing force as he slammed himself over and over into Cass. Edgar also held onto Cass, his eyes focused on Cass’ face as he watched the man succumb to pleasure.

All three of them watched Cass, seeming to take pleasure of their own in how disheveled Cass grew with each thrust of Lucian’s cock. Cass was sure he was making a mess. His cock was spilling cum all over the place, the vagina he’d grown also leaking, soaking both of Lucian’s cocks. The wet, slapping sound of Lucian’s body slamming against Cass’ filled the air in between the wonton sounds of Cass moaning.

Though Lucian had set a brutal pace, he didn’t change it. Much like Gideon, the man had a will of steel. He could cum whenever he wanted, and it was clear that he wanted Cass to cum first. He always did. Cass could feel how the man was watching him, how he would turn his attention to Edgar and Gideon when Cass’ eyes fluttered closed.

Cass heard them kiss, heard the soft sighs and breaths, his body coiling closer and closer to orgasm until finally, Cass dug his nails in a little too deep and Lucian growled.

"Fuck." Lucian rasped and that one word sent Cass over.

Crying out, Cass twitched, his back arching as he squeezed Lucian for all that he was worth, his ass fluttering on the thick cock as his own cock poured cum. It didn’t shoot far today, but that didn’t mean a normal amount came out either. Cass twitched helplessly as he cried out. Lucian bent, his lips swallowing Cass’ cries of pleasure as he growled his own, a burst of heat so hot it burned as it shot inside of Cass.

Cass took it, heard the sound of something hitting the front of his desk and decided he didn’t need to know what that was. He didn’t need to care.

All he needed right now was the warm tongue in his mouth, the aftershocks of this orgasm, and the people he cared about around him. Everything else could come after.