Cass sat by, watching as Gideon put the lessons Cass had taught him to use. Cass watched as Edgar slid his gaze to Cass, a little surprised and his eyes wide, before he sunk back into the kiss, pressing himself up against Gideon’s chest. Gideon moaned into the kiss, Cass watching as the two enjoyed themselves.

It was a rather surreal experience.

Cass had never really witnessed something like this before, nor had he found himself in this position before. Edgar and Lucian didn’t really kiss. Cass wasn’t sure why, since they were both so good at it, but they didn’t. So Cass had never had to sit by before and watch as two people he had interest in...kissed.

Cass noticed the small shifts, the little twists, the soft breaths between them, the way that Gideon shuddered when Edgar did something. They way that they were holding each other, and the way that Edgar wasn’t playing fair.

Edgar was, by far, the most experienced out of the three of them. This was simply because of how Edgar had hunted up until now. He had to get blood somehow, and luring someone in for a few kisses was an easy way to do so. That was why Edgar was confident, and cocky when it came to kissing.

He was also spectacular at making any man erect, but Cass just might be biased. He’d had Edgar in his lap before, he knew that the man was feisty. Granted, Cass had done something similar to Lucian before, or at least, he was pretty sure.

He didn’t think they’d done it naked, like Edgar and Gideon were doing right now, but they weren’t under the same kind of rules that Cass was under. Edgar and Gideon could do it naked, hell, Cass was pretty sure that the two could have sex if they wanted.

A small shiver went down Cass’ spine realising that. It wasn’t a fearful shiver, it was a shiver of...anticipation. He knew that in his mind, it wasn’t quite right that he was excited to watch two other people do intimate acts together. He knew that he had been told his whole life that something like that was wrong, or a kink, or something similar. There was something in the back of his mind that told him watching Edgar and Gideon kiss, hold onto each other, grow more and more aroused wasn’t something that he should be interested in observing.

There should be something inside of him that’s angry, upset, maybe even jealous. Instead, Cass only felt excited to watch them. He could feel how his body was responding, knew that some of it could be from the demon blood that flowed through him, but Cass also felt that this just might be...a him thing. It might even be completely separate from Cass versus Cassian.

He didn’t know. He’d never been in a situation like this before. He hadn’t had two people that he cared about before who also cared about each other who wanted to touch each other sexually. He’d thought that he didn’t like people like that for most of his life and had come to terms with it.

Maybe...there wasn’t something wrong with him after all.

Cass swallowed, his eyes watering slightly but he pushed it aside. Right now was not the time for him to be getting emotional like this. Gideon was accepting Edgar kissing him like this for the first time, and Cass needed to pay attention, observe, and try to convince him that it was okay for this to continue.

Cass had accepted it, and Cass knew between him and Edgar, Gideon was the most similar to him. There was a reason that he had liked him the most when he had been reading the book.

Cass let out a shaky breath, his lips trembling slightly as he exhaled. He glanced at the boys, glad that they hadn’t noticed Cass taking a moment to himself. In fact, they were rather interested in each other.

Edgar had dropped the pretense that Gideon had any control over what was going on, his hand threaded in Gideon’s hair, his head back as he peppered kisses along his throat and shoulders. The soft pants from Gideon, the way his eyes were closed as if he was savoring each press of Edgar’s lips against his skin was a sweet moment, and an erotic one.

"Wow. You’re really enjoying that, huh?" Cass spoke softly, trying not to startle him, but it was of no use. Gideon would have been startled by anything, Cass believed. Good thing Edgar had a firm grip on him. He would have attempted to throw Edgar off of him, almost defensively, but Edgar would not allow that.

"No you don’t." Edgar rumbled, pressing himself tighter against the knight. It must have been a little alarming to be pinned in place by a man who wasn’t outwardly stronger than him, but it only took Gideon a few seconds to gather himself.

"Uh, sorry." He apologised lamely and Edgar chuckled. He slid his gaze to Cass, his eyes bright, his face alive. Cass had a feeling that the man was fighting his fangs from dropping, and Cass’ expression softened.

"While the tub is big, do we want to take this elsewhere?" Cass asked and watched two different reactions happen. Edgar looked thrilled that Cass would suggest something like that, while Gideon looked shocked. Almost horrified.

It was clear that he was allowing this touch now, but taking it to a secondary location was a bit much for his mind to handle. Cass chuckled, reaching out his free hand and squeezing Gideon’s bicep.

"You can say no." Cass told him warmly. "While I have no problem with what is going on, if you want to stop, you can. Edgar and I can have a little fun and you can watch, if you want." Gideon, his head still tilted back against the tiles by Edgar’s hand, blinked several times.

"What?" He repeated while Edgar softened.

"Oh, that is a good idea. That way he can adjust to what we do. He can learn by watching, not doing." Edgar said, excitement pulsing through his veins. He didn’t seem to care as long as someone he cared about was kissing him. His cheeks flushed, a tempting man to anyone’s eyes.

Decision made, Cass and Edgar began to clean up in earnest, Gideon still involved. The two men touched Gideon without a true sexual urge, helping him clean and not balking at the fact that he was obviously hard, especially after touching Edgar.

It became obvious to a shocked Gideon that Cass was also hard, but the two men were behaving as if that was normal. Gideon was experiencing all kinds of shocks, and it didn’t end there.

Gideon was even dried off by Cass’ magic, allowed a towel because he didn’t want to step into the bedroom without one on, while Edgar and Cass stepped out, fully nude. For them it was easy to do so, the duo forgetting that Gideon couldn’t hear as well as they could, so they knew that the room next door was empty. No one else would be inside besides them.

Of course there wouldn’t be anyone inside besides them. Sam and Byron were bonded, they would need to spend some time together at night as well.

Cass and Edgar, moved towards the bed, the tub draining, both chattering to each other. They hadn’t even realised that they were holding hands, but they knew that they were intentionally leaving Gideon behind them. Partial temptation, but also to let him adjust to the new reality.

Cass was aware that they were moving rather quickly; he also knew that he had a uh, voracious appetite. His face felt warm as he even thought those words. After what he’d done to Edgar, he realised that the only reason Lucian had been able to keep up with him was because he was a dragon.

No other reason. It was because the man had two dicks and an engine that wouldn’t quit. Each heart he had went to each dick. The man could keep up with him, feed him the way he needed, because of it.

Honestly, Cass was a little nervous about doing a heat without him now that he’d experienced the freedom that came with having Lucian around. He might even hurt his hands again without him around. He might hurt someone else’s hands.

"Hey. Where is your mind going?" Edgar’s hand tugged on Cass’ as the two sat down on the edge of the bed. Edgar’s voice was soft, caring, and Cass let out a heavy sigh.

"Sorry. I feel like my mind is wandering a lot right now." Cass admitted, his gaze sliding towards Gideon, who had stepped into the bedroom but still looked a little cautious, tentative, and was clutching onto the towel wrapped around his waist like it could actually prevent the two monsters sitting on the bed from pouncing on him.

They weren’t doing that because they were decent folk, not because a towel could stop them.

Edgar reached over, rubbing a hand comfortingly up and down Cass’ thigh. The friction made the skin under his hand warm, his body coming aware of Edgar’s touch in a very fucking obvious way, but Edgar made no comment on it. Neither did Cass. His blue gaze was focused on Cass’ face, and the self deprecating smile on it.

"Your mind is allowed to wander. I’m actually happy that it is. It means you’re allowing us to look out for you instead of being on high alert. Is what you’re worrying about something I can help with?" He asked. Edgar was also in a better mood now that he’d had a bath, kissed Gideon, and gotten everyone he could behind closed doors. Cass gave him a soft smile.

"I’m worrying about my heat." Cass admitted and Edgar’s eyebrows drew together.

"Why are you worrying about that right now? We’ve still got some time, don’t we?" Edgar asked, both men noticing how Gideon was slowly making his way closer. He was behaving as if they would startle if he got too close suddenly. The cuteness of it all almost made Cass smile.

"We do, but I also realised that the only reason that Lucian was able to keep up with me is because he’s a dragon. I’m worried I’m going to exhaust you, and then hurt myself again." Cass admitted. "There isn’t really a going back point now that I’ve touched myself. I know that, so the only way forward is to do so. I’m also...voracious." Cass flushed, and Edgar flushed, both remembering Cass’ meal.

"Well, you are that, I can admit that, but I don’t think Lucy would forgive us if we outsourced." He said and Cass sighed.

"I know that he’d be mad. I know that, but...if it was for my health..." Cass trailed off as Edgar made a similar confused, conflicted face. They sat there in silence, Gideon slowly approaching until he was standing in front of them.

"What do you mean by voracious?" He asked carefully and Cass blinked. He turned his gaze upwards, past the chiseled body of the knight before him and met his green gaze. He was serious as well. "And by outsourcing, are you suggesting that Cass get his food from outside of the mansion? Are you saying that he would sleep with them?" He asked and Edgar shook his head.

"No. Both Cass and I are pretty much forbidden from doing so." Gideon raised an eyebrow and Edgar exhaled. "We made a promise to Lucy that we wouldn’t fully penetrate while he was away. I wouldn’t let Cass treat his body that way either. No, I was thinking more of a distant thing. Pay men to ejaculate into cups or something and have it delivered to the mansion." Gideon looked tense even at the suggestion.

"That is too dangerous. You have no idea what these men could be putting into those cups, and that could be even more dangerous if other nobles catch wind of that odd behaviour. It could put Cass in danger." Edgar seemed to agree with Gideon’s words, but it wasn’t like there were a lot of other options.

Edgar and Cass were both of the mind that they were not going to force Gideon to join them. Or, Cass was. He didn’t want to take away his choice, just show him the fun of it all.