Cass squeezed Edgar's hand tightly as he watched Lucian. The tension was high once more, Cass' breath stilling as he watched Lucian between his legs, grab his 'smaller' dick. Cass let out a small sound as the man rubbed his cock against Cass' ass. He slipped, sliding against Cass' vagina, and Cass exhaled sharply.
"Sorry, love. You're so damp with need it's making everything slippery." Lucian murmured, focused on Cass' lower body. He slid a cheeky grin upwards, stealing more of Cass' breath. "Glad to know that you like me that much." He said and Cass flushed.
It was annoying that his body was so honest, but at the same time, it was relieving that he didn't always have to open his mouth and tell him what was going on. He was able to pick up on context clues, especially when it came to sexual acts.
