Cass was slowly getting used to how Lucian was kissing him after however long he'd been kissing just Edgar.
Lucian wasn't subtle like Edgar was. He was more forceful, brash. He wanted to swallow Cass whole, and his kissing style mimicked that. He licked, bit, and sucked in a way that made Cass tremble behind him. That had his hips jerking against Edgar's without intention, just feel.
Edgar, for his part, didn't seem to mind seeing Cass kiss another man on top of him. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying it. Cass could feel the hardness press against his hips, against the seam of his pants. Edgar may not be kissing Cass' lips anymore, but the man certainly wasn't doing nothing while Lucian kissed Cass like a man trying to devour him completely.
Edgar was using his hands, undoing all of the work he'd done in the morning until Cass' clothes hung off of his arms, almost binding him into place while the two men had full control over Cass' exposed chest and back. Edgar wasted no time.
