Cass licked his lips, his saliva pouring from his mouth as he felt Gideon slide against him from behind, the man practically whimpering at the damp heat that encased him from behind. Cass was ready to admit that having a vagina came in handy at times like this. His thighs were soaked, slick with a wetness that was still foreign to him, but was slowly becoming familiar.
They didn’t need lube or anything, they had Cass, which meant that Cass knew just how good it felt for Gideon since he’d reached down and grabbed his own handful of slick and spread it between Edgar’s thighs too.
Cass’ hands traced down Edgar’s back and spine, up under the shirt that was barely on him at this point as Gideon held onto Edgar’s hips, wedging Cass in between in a luxurious, delicious sandwich that had Cass’ eyes rolling back into his head and his hips jerking restlessly against Gideon and Edgar.
Cass’ little thrusts in between Gideon’s more forceful thrusts had everyone even more in a frenzy. Cass knew he’d cum several times, his body trembling and shaking, but both men were adjusting to Cass when he was like this.
He never grew soft, staying hard for the whole duration of his heat. It was something that was annoying to Cass in the beginning, but now that he had several people to take it out on? To help him alleviate this deep, pulsing hunger in his gut?
Cass chuckled as he turned his fingers slightly, nails down and carefully pulled them down Edgar’s back. Edgar let out a low, loud moan and his thighs tightened around Cass’ cock. Cass moaned in response, his own body tensing and Gideon’s thrust stuttered as Cass squeezed his cock too.
"By the gods." It was a harsh exclamation from Gideon, his breath fanning over Cass’ skin. Cass shivered. He loved feeling the man lose his control. He always held onto it so tightly that when he stuttered, shifted, and he had that tense, wild look in his green gaze...Cass felt that he could go wild.
"Are you getting close, Giddy?" Cass asked, turning to stare at Gideon intently. Gideon shivered, staring into Cass’ eyes, his hips still moving. He couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. Cass was rubbing against him if he even hesitated for a second too long. A needy, hot man, desperate for anything.
"Yeah." Gideon breathed and Cass gave him a knowing smile.
"Good. I want you to cum all over Eddie’s back. Paint him with your cum." Cass ordered and watched as Gideon’s face flushed. His lips, already a little puffy from Cass’ desperate kisses, grew wet as he bit his bottom lip. Cass narrowed his gaze, watching him do it. He wanted to do that. He wanted to bite, lick and nibble at his mouth. His lips. His throat, chest, nipples.
Fuck he wanted to devour the man.
He tended to spend a lot of time consuming Edgar, but maybe this time...he would convince Edgar to tag team Gideon.
He didn’t think it would be hard to twist his arm.
"Can you do that for me, Giddy?" Cass asked softly and watched as Gideon’s throat worked. The man wasn’t fighting his demands, he was fighting cumming immediately. Cass’ eyes curled up at the corners as he smiled.
"I can do that." He promised and Cass felt his own cock swell in response. Cass turned to Edgar.
"You okay with that?" Cass asked, already knowing the answer. "Is our little Prince okay with having our handsome knight cum all over his back?" Cass asked and felt Edgar’s thighs tighten again.
"S-Stop calling me that." Edgar protested and Cass laughed.
"Why should I? You all call me nicknames. I can get away with a few of my own." Cass was feeling playful this time. He wanted to tease them, enjoy his meal.
"Fuck. I’m not a prince." Edgar ground out, but it was half cut off as Gideon thrust harder, his cock sliding into Edgar’s thighs as well. "Dear lord, Giddy. That’s a damn weapon." Edgar complained, but it sounded a little too breathy, a little too full of desire for anyone to take him seriously.
Cass smiled, digging his nails in a little deeper as his hands rested on Edgar’s ass. The mounds were so pretty, so round. Nice to grip, nice to smack. Cass heard Edgar let out a soft cry, his body twitching as he came. It was a shame, but Cass wouldn’t miss a drop.
He’d lick it off the floor if he had to.
Gideon groaned, his lips coming down on Cass’ shoulder, his mouth pressing fevered kisses against his neck and throat. Cass sucked in as he began to thrust harder, faster, pummeling both men from behind. Cass felt pleasure shoot down his spine right to his dick as Gideon kept sliding against him, rubbing against him.
"Tighten for me, Cass?" Gideon pleaded and Cass did immediately. Gideon’s long, heavy groan told Cass he was close, and Cass shivered. He loved that Gideon was vocal. He didn’t hide his desires, didn’t remain quiet.
Cass was going to lean back, tell him to keep taking when Gideon was suddenly not behind him. Cass almost stumbled but caught himself as Gideon yanked himself out from behind Cass, grabbing his cock and moving closer to Edgar’s back. They were standing thigh pressed against thigh as Gideon stroked his cock, his chest heaving as the loud moan left his lips. Cum shot out of his dick, hitting Edgar’s back. Edgar jerked in surprise before relaxing against the desk, his thighs trembling around Cass’ cock. Cass shivered, thrusting without much purpose as he watched Gideon paint Edgar.
So pretty, and it smelled divine. Cass licked his lips, glancing at the fevered, flushed face of Gideon, his lips slightly ajar. He was panting, and god, Cass wanted to eat him whole.
"What a good boy you are." Cass told him softly. "Look at what you did. You painted Eddie and made him even prettier." Cass watched as Gideon’s eyes sharpened and his eyes flickered to Cass. The way he looked at him, the way his body stilled ever so slightly as he came to attention told Cass something dangerous. Something important.
"I did?" It was a soft ask, but from a knight? Oh hell, Cass felt the power of it course through his veins. Cass reached up, grabbing the back of Gideon’s hair in a grip that was as instinctual as it was rough. He yanked Gideon close, licking his lips, sucking on that bottom lip that was a little too full for a man who had remained single until now.
"You’re a good boy." Cass repeated, watching Gideon’s eyes. He watched as the man shivered, his eyes dilating at the name, the words, and Cass felt a gleeful smile touch his lips. Oh hell. The man liked it.
Gideon liked it.
Cass knew that Edgar liked it, but he liked it because it was Cass acknowledging him. He didn’t like it because of the words or the praise. But Gideon? Gideon really, really liked it. What was Cass going to do with him? He wasn’t sure he could just...give him commands or something. He wasn’t a knight or anything like it, and bossing him around didn’t seem like something fun.
Unless...
Cass continued to kiss Gideon, feeling the man’s tongue eager and warm against his own in his mouth. It was wonderful, messy, and had Cass’ cock swelling once more.
Edgar had turned, watching them from over his shoulder with a longing that Cass caught and didn’t ignore. Edgar wouldn’t have to wait for long. Cass had gotten almost everything he wanted out of this room at the moment.
They couldn’t do any of the other things he wanted because, well, no one was allowed to fuck the other. Not truly. Cass would have to keep the rest of his fantasies locked up for safe keeping. Once that door was open though?
Cass feared that there would be no going back.
Cass pulled Gideon’s head away from Cass’ lips with the firm grip he had in Gideon’s hair and watched as the man’s gaze glazed over slightly. Cass gave a dark chuckle.
"Oh no. It seems you liked that. A lot, huh?" Cass teased, smirking as Gideon’s tongue darted out to touch his lips.
"I don’t think you are one who can say anything, Caspian. You liked it too." Edgar mused, speaking up in Gideon’s defense. "You also like when I bite you." Edgar pointed out and Cass chuckled.
"Yeah, but I don’t respond to good boy like he does." Cass mused, before the smell that he loved hit his nose again. He inhaled deeply, pulling it into his lungs. "Mm. I can’t forget that I have a delicious meal before me." Cass muttered, letting go of Gideon entirely to focus on Edgar’s covered back. In the time that Gideon and Cass had been kissing the cum had begun to pool along Edgar’s spine. Cass chuckled. "Don’t mind if I do." He said to himself before he leaned forward.
With an open heart and a willing mouth, Cass began to lick up every last drop, Edgar having to drop his head and shudder as Cass licked and kissed along Edgar’s spine.
"You’re a demon." Edgar moaned and Cass took that as a compliment. After all, that was exactly what he was.
"Thank you." Cass told him. Cheeky, full of himself, his eyes glowing unnaturally. Edgar, when he met Cass’ gaze, he shuddered.
"If I’m not careful, you’re going to eat me alive." Edgar whispered and Cass grinned.
"Whose to say I’m not already doing that?" Cass asked, and Edgar flushed. He slid his gaze to Gideon, who was watching Cass clean Edgar with blatant desire. Edgar shivered.
"Uh, Giddy? Care to help?" Edgar asked, looking for support but Gideon shook his head.
"Can’t. Caspian is eating. I’ll help you in a minute." Gideon responds were short, clipped and Edgar let out a short, slightly hysterical laugh.
"Oh, I see. As soon as it becomes feeding time, I’m thrown to the wayside, huh? What about our friendship?" Edgar asked. Gideon was quiet for a moment before a small, little laugh left his lips. His eyes creased as he smiled.
"Eddie, what I want to do to you has nothing to do with friendship. Even I am not so naive to think that. Just let Cass clean you before I eat you whole." Gideon chuckled. "Or, before I eat your hole." Edgar gasped as Cass pulled back, glaring at Gideon.
"Hey. That’s mine." Cass declared and Gideon chuckled.
"Mm. What if we negotiate, Cass? What if I eat everyone’s hole? Put my fingers and tongue inside, get you nice and loose? Thinking about what will happen once Lucy comes home? What do you think?" Gideon was speaking Cass’ language, and for a man who liked to be called a good boy, he was too good at this.
"Deal." Edgar sputtered.
"I have no say in this?" He protested, but Cass and Gideon gave him a long, hard look. No.