Lucian finished his meal, giving Cass' ass a deep kiss when he was done just for good measure. Cass, for his part, was a wet noodle on his chest. A defeated man.
He'd stepped into a battleground that he had very little real experience on, and he had lost.
He was ass up on Lucian's chest, his cum, of both types, all over the chin, chest and throat of the other man. He could barely move, his chest heaving as he laid there.
His limbs felt weak, his ass twitched, and god, he knew that if Lucian pushed it, he'd probably let the man fuck him. He felt that the man had earned it, given how he'd sucked Cass dry, like he'd said.
"I can tell you liked that." Lucian rumbled, patting the ass in front of him. Cass even forgave him for the loud sniffing noises he made. "God, I think I'm going to go crazy. You smell so fucking good." Lucian breathed. Cass made a small noise of complaint, but that was the best he could do.
