Cass and Gideon locked lips in a slow, sensual kiss that had Cass angling himself towards the other man, his tongue rubbing against Gideon's in a soft motion that had Cass' toes curling up in the water. Edgar watched, his hand still on Cass' back and the other on Gideon's shoulder. Cass could feel how the other man was watching, but he didn't try to jump in or interfere.
It was…it was rather thrilling, if Cass was honest with himself.
Cass felt the moan leave his lips naturally, his body shifting on Gideon's lap as he pulled himself closer to the other man. The water they were sitting in began to feel cool compared to how hot Cass' blood was pumping through his veins.
Still, Gideon didn't deepen the kiss. He was learning how to tease, Cass found, as he licked at Cass' lips and tongue. He didn't delve deeper, didn't taste more of Cass' mouth and instead kept the kisses warm, tender, but not the lip locking intensity that Cass was expecting or wanting.
