"Alright, enough. Get up off your knees. I'm not asking for anything of that nature, and I'm not enjoying you being on your knees right now." Cass told him and watched as Edgar's eyes flickered to a brighter shade before they flickered back to the flat blue that they were when he was 'more human'.
Lucian's soft, almost laugh-like exhale beside Cass had him whipping out his arm to smack his stomach again. Coming in contact with his flat, muscled stomach had Cass' mind going wild. Cass felt like the control he had on himself, and his urges were slipping.
He wondered how the hell this was happening so easily, and why it was happening? He had been fine so far, and honestly, he'd spent most of his time today in rooms around these guys. He hadn't had this reaction to them then, so why now?
