(BL) The Villain wants a Divorce!-Chapter 473: Someone is feeling a little chatty (m)

Cass thought that maybe he was going to be served a meal. A thick thighed man, whimpering as Cass licked and sucked them. Something empowering, with Cass in control.

Cass should have known that he was going to be the meal. He should have realised it the moment the two men positioned themselves on either side of him once they had cleaned his body. Cleaned their bodies too, the warm steam from the water building condensation on the valleys and mountains of Cass’ body. Dripping back down once his sweat had mixed enough with the steam coming up.

However, he was wrong about the order.

He had thought that Lucian would be the one at his back, the one spreading his cheeks with his fingers and plundering him, tasting him. He was wrong. Lucian was the man he had at his front, his hands against his thighs. Squeezing the thick muscles under his hands for support as his legs shook and trembled.

Lucian’s thick, two cocks bobbed in the warm air of the bathroom, the scent of shampoo and soap mixing with the more tempting scents coming off of the two men. They were begging Cass to pay attention to them, but so was the water droplet running down Lucian’s abs.

Cass watched it, watched as another joined the race, and made a soft moaning noise when Lucian’s breath made the droplets dance.

"Cassy Baby, what are you looking at so intently?" Lucian asked, his voice rough, deep. His arousal was obvious, his intention focused, and here Cass was, watching water droplets race to his crotch.

"Abs." Cass mumbled, and watched as said abs danced again as Lucian laughed.

"Yeah? You like them?" Lucian asked and Cass nodded. Lucian’s hand came out and gripped onto Cass’ throat. Cass worried for a second that it would be a tight hold, a commanding one, but Cass was wrong.

Sure, it was definitely a hold that told Cass that Lucian wanted to tell him what to do, but Lucian didn’t tighten his grip in the slightest. Just enough for it to be obvious to Cass that he was holding him there, but not enough to force Cass to panic. When Cass didn’t, Lucian let out a low, dangerous moan and he tilted Cass’ head back, devouring his lips in a kiss that made Cass’ eyes roll back in his head.

Edgar was not to be outdone by Lucian in the front. Oh no.

Ever since Cass had been cleaned up, Edgar had bent Cass over and was carefully teasing the man. Squeezing and rubbing, his hands soft, focused, but also deceptively rubbing against where Cass wanted him to focus but never lingering.

He was driving Cass insane, his hands gently gliding over his balls, his cock, his ass and sphincter and even over the spot that Cass was terrified of. The spot that Cass knew was a new sexual organ, one that he had gently explored with Lucian before in this bathroom but Cass still shivered every time Edgar ran his fingers gently over it.

"You’re so hard." Edgar whispered. "I’m barely touching you and look at you, you’re dripping. Look at how much you’re leaking. What have you been thinking about all day on your date with Lucian? Something naughty, Cass?" Cass flinched as Edgar’s hand landed against Cass’ ass. Just a little hard, just a little tap, but enough that Cass moaned into Lucian’s kiss. He could feel how his body responded to the touch.

Fuck, he was sure that Edgar could see how his body leaked more.

"Did you like that?" Edgar asked, a teasing note to his voice. "I think you did. Look at how wet you are. I can see more precum leaking from your cock. You’re so eager, Cass. Do you like it when we’re a little rough with you?" Edgar asked and Cass wasn’t sure how to answer that. He liked that Lucian had a proprietary hold on his throat, but he didn’t think he’d like it if he squeezed. He liked it when Edgar slapped his ass, but he didn’t think he’d like it if he did anything more.

But when he thought about Edgar sinking his teeth into Cass’ throat, or Lucian showing him his half shifted dragon form? Cass felt his legs close and Edgar chuckled. Lucian’s tongue swirled against Cass’, his mouth fully occupied by the other man until Cass needed to pull away to breathe.

He panted, his hands shaking on Lucian’s thighs, his body on full display before both men. His vision was hazy as he stared at the water below him, the steps under Lucian’s feet blurry with soap and...other things.

"What is our Cass thinking about that got his knees weak, hmm? Why are you trying to hide from me?" Edgar’s words against Cass’ ear had him closing his eyes, shivering.

"T-Teeth." Cass whispered, feeling his face warm. Cass felt Lucian’s thighs tighten under his hands.

"Cassy Baby, please. Have mercy on me. You want Edgar’s teeth more than my cocks?" Lucian sounded a little hurt and Cass made a small noise of protest.

"I-I was thinking about yours too." Cass whispered. He normally didn’t feel this chatty. Honestly, he felt...dangerous. Like they would act on any word he said. Cass hadn’t felt like this before and Edgar let out a soft gasp from behind them.

"Uh, Cass, are you in control of your lower region right now?" Edgar asked, his voice trembling slightly. Cass, dazed, licked his lips and looked up at Lucian’s face who also seemed a little concerned.

"Is something happening?" Lucian asked, voice deep.

"He’s, uh, begging me. Er, winking might make more sense." Edgar muttered. The sound of water shifting as Edgar moved back, a finger rubbing against Cass’ asshole had Cass closing his eyes and moaning.

"Cass. You’re being bold. Do you want something inside of there?" Lucian asked, shifting and Cass let out another gasp as a thicker finger rubbed against Cass’ asshole. Cass didn’t open his eyes, the pleasure making his back arch. Cass’ mind was elsewhere, however.

He was thinking about the two men, shifted, their forms not quite the same that everyone knew. Edgar with his glowing blue gaze and those sharp, dangerous fangs. Lucian with those scales on his body, his form a little bigger, a little more dangerous with horns and sharp fangs. Cass wondered if his tongue was longer, too.

"Mm. On the bed. I want something in it on the bed." Cass told him. His hands curled until his fingernails were digging into Lucian’s thighs. He felt Lucian inhale sharply, his breath warm as it fanned over his ass and lower back. Goosebumps formed on his skin but Cass didn’t care.

"You’re leaking from your second hole, Cass." Lucian murmured. "I can smell it. It’s...intoxicating." Lucian’s rumble had Cass squeezing his ass tightly. It was hot. It was too damn hot for Cass to even comprehend.

Sex scenes were so much easier to read on a page then they were to experience.

"It’s scary." Cass admitted, honesty coming to him easily in this moment. He should have found it more difficult since he was already stripped bare, but he blamed the pleasure being the reason why his lips were so loose.

"Scary, huh? Well, how about we work on that tonight, hmm? Let’s explore, make it a little less scary. Eddie, sweetheart, can you pull the plug while I pull this mess of a man out of the tub and throw him onto the bed like the meal that he is?" Lucian asked. Edgar let out a laugh.

"As long as you don’t start eating without me." Edgar joked. Lucian snapped his teeth at Edgar, making both Cass and Edgar jump.

"Careful, or you’ll find yourself as the meal." Lucian warned warmly.

As the two men said, Cass found himself out of the bath, dried off with a soft towel and carried over to the bed to be laid on his back, his legs spread while Lucian quickly braided his hair so that it was out of the way.

Cass watched the man work, his fingers deft. It was clearly not his first time doing so and Cass let out a soft sigh. Man, he wondered what else those fingers could do? Then he felt his face warm as he remembered exactly what those fingers could do.

Cass held out his arms as he watched Edgar close the bathroom door and make his way towards the bed. Lucian paused his fingers, staring down at the other man for a moment before he bent, pressing his lips against Cass’.

It wasn’t exactly what Cass wanted, but it would tide him over until Edgar got there.

"I wanted something else." Cass complained, pouting as Lucian pulled away, flicking his braid over his shoulder as Edgar came to join them on the bed. Cass was laying in the center of the bed, his legs wide, his cock and balls on full display.

"I know, but I told Eddie I wouldn’t. You have to behave too." Cass pouted at Lucian’s words and both men smiled down at him. Then, Lucian and Edgar shared a look. "Cass, are you okay with us touching you? Truly touching you? We won’t, uh, do anything you don’t want, but I do think you should get used to what your new parts can do before your next heat arrives. I think it will make things worse." Lucian made a good point.

Edgar was staring at Cass like a hungry animal, but he wasn’t moving. Lucian, Cass realised, was doing the same. They were waiting for permission from Cass, and Cass squirmed on the bed.

"What if it hurts?" Cass asked quietly, and Lucian’s shoulders heaved with his sigh.

"Then we back off. I would never want to hurt you." Lucian said.

"Me too. I don’t want to hurt you either." Edgar echoed. "If you want either of us to stop, tell us." Edgar promised. Cass stared up at the two monsters staring down at him and realised that it had taken a long time for them to get here. Cass’ stomach clenched, that new, tingly feeling filling him and he watched as both men inhaled sharply, deeply.

Lucian’s purr was loud to his ears.

"Is that your response?" Lucian asked, his orange gaze piercing as he stared down at Cass. Cass gave a quiet nod, his hand sliding to the spot between his belly button and his groin. Then gently tapped the spot, knowing without words that what was forming there was a dangerous thing for Cass.

"M-Maybe a finger. Or a tongue, but only one." Cass told them. Both men nodded, entranced at the nervous little circle that Cass was drawing on his own skin.

"What about your ass? Just one or can I do both again?" Lucian asked and Cass felt his face warm.

"I...I’m fine with that." Cass mumbled. Lucian’s purr grew louder.

"Music to my ears. Alright, let’s get you a little less boneless. Eddie, go offer him up your cock." Lucian said, reaching out and tapping Edgar’s ass with his hand. Edgar didn’t even hesitate. He began to climb onto the bed, moving up the bed until his cock and balls were next to Cass’ mouth.

Cass felt his mouth water. Edgar’s laughter filled Cass’ ears as the other man reached down, stroking Cass’ ear. He pinched the slit point in between his fingers, and Cass felt the other man settle his weight on his chest. It was a welcome weight and Cass felt his cock twitch at the words that left Edgar’s sweet mouth.

"Is someone feeling a little hungry? Is your mouth empty? Come here, Baby, let me give you something to suck on."