(BL) The Villain wants a Divorce!

Cass knocked on the door to his bedroom. The reason being is that he didn’t want to walk in on the two doing anything. They could just be cuddling, but Cass just wanted to give them respect before he opened the door.

He shouldn’t have worried.

Cass heard the pitter-patter of feet, a body slamming against the door before it was flung open and the handsome vampire, his eyes red-rimmed, his blue eyes watery, threw himself at Cass. He wrapped his arms around Cass’ neck, his legs wrapping around Cass’ hips as he held onto him and buried his face into his shoulder and neck.

"I missed you." Edgar breathed and Cass wrapped his arms under Edgar’s ass and thighs, holding the man up. It was with great pride that Cass was able to do it, and when Cass looked up from the pretty white neckline that was before his eyes and up, he found Gideon there, ready to help Cass if Edgar was too much for him. Smiling at Gideon, Cass pressed a kiss against the pretty neck too close to his lips.

"I wasn’t gone for long, Eddie." Cass told him, no bite to his words. "But I missed you too." Cass told him, the words easy to say when Edgar was this fragile. Edgar’s arms tightened around him, squeezing him tightly as Cass, slowly and carefully, entered into the bedroom proper.

"I tried to stop him." Gideon said softly and Cass chuckled.

"It’s fine. What am I eating all this food for if not to get strong enough to carry my lovers?" Cass asked and watched as Gideon turned beet red. Cass winked, feeling playful after hiring the two girls. "Soon, I’ll be strong enough to carry you. Lucy might be a pipe dream without magical aids, but you? I’ll carry you one day." Cass promised and Gideon let out a loud sigh, raised his hands and covered his face.

"I would never want to force you." Gideon mumbled while Cass turned and closed the door behind him with his foot. Edgar’s weight was a welcome one, a warm one, and feeling Edgar’s breath fan against Cass’ neck did something to him. It built this protective desire inside of him and Cass, for his part, didn’t want to keep that inside of him.

"You both make me want to protect you." Cass said quietly, and Gideon lowered his hands from his face, stunned.

"What?" Gideon asked and Cass just smiled. He didn’t elaborate, didn’t want to, just wanted to say it out loud.

"Gideon, can I get your help in the bathroom? I was thinking of running a bath and maybe sourcing some bloodwine. Eddie should get a little pampered today, and I think a nice bubble bath with some wine will help. Afterwards, we can all cuddle again on the bed." Cass told him and felt Gideon follow behind him.

"I don’t want to get a bath alone." Edgar muttered, sounding grouchy. Cass laughed.

"Well, the tub isn’t big enough to hold more than two people, and even then, you’d have to be foot to foot. I know exactly what kind of bath you want, but that will have to wait." Cass said. "Lucy has come up with a good plan for the remodeling, it just hasn’t started yet because, well, I can’t leave my rooms yet." Cass joked. Edgar, for his part, grumbled more.

"Well, that’s not helpful right now." He complained. Cass felt a silly, stupid grin cross his face. He was cute. His behaviour, being needy right now, all of it was so fucking cute. Edgar was clearly also awkward with this behaviour as well. While he was trying to sound grumpy and gruff, it was how his arms tightened around him, squeezing him, and the sound of his heart thudding in his chest that really made it clear the man was panicking about his behaviour.

Cass pressed another kiss against the line of exposed skin near his lips and felt Edgar shiver.

"I’m sorry, my prince. I am but a demon trapped in a tower." Cass said with a heavy sigh. He was clearly poking fun at Edgar and the vampire tensed in his arms.

"Stop calling me that!" Edgar protested, pulling back from Cass’ neck to glare down at him. All it did was shift Edgar’s weight so Cass had to grab his ass to support him. He also wasn’t very intimidating with those watery blue eyes of his.

"Oh, I’m so sorry, Eddie. I didn’t mean to upset you. What would you like to be called instead?" Cass asked and watched as Edgar blushed. He worried his lips, pulling those plump things in between his teeth and Cass felt his body stir at the sight. The soft exhale behind Cass from Gideon made Cass feel better.

At least he wasn’t the only one who was getting turned on by the weepy vampire.

"I-I don’t know, but I’m not a prince. I don’t like being called that." Edgar argued and Cass smiled warmly at him.

"Even if I consider you my prince?" Cass asked and watched as Edgar grew silent, his face warming an even brighter shade. He turned his face away, even his ears pink and Cass wanted to squeeze him, he was so cute.

"That’s not-I’m not-Princes don’t usually uh, bottom, Cass." Edgar mumbled and Cass thought that was a poor excuse. Who said Princes needed to be put into top boxes? That was silly. Let Princes bottom too.

"What? That’s silly, Eddie. Who said that? Romance novels?" Cass asked, before scoffing. "Of course the stories geared towards women in this world would have the princes top, strap ons haven’t been invented in this world yet." Cass said, and watched as confusion crossed Edgar’s face.

Cass, who had stopped moving, began to march towards the counter and gently placed Edgar on the edge so that he could lean in closer to him. Edgar blinked, his eyes all pretty and alluring, and Cass grinned.

"Besides, what’s a better way to show you care for me than being the prince I sheath my sword into, hmm? I’m sure Gideon would agree." Gideon started coughing behind Cass, Edgar gasped, and Cass gave an unrepentant grin.

He’d been trying to make a prince pun for a while, and he felt that he’d finally nailed it. From the way that Edgar was staring at him in shock, and from the way his pupils dilated, Cass knew he’d gotten it right.

"And what a pretty sheath I have." Cass added, smiling so wide he was sure his cheeks were creasing. Cass then reached up and took off his sunglasses and Edgar sucked in.

"No! I had some protection against you, keep them on!" Edgar cried, his hands reaching up and fumbling, trying to keep Cass’ sunglasses on. Cass laughed, letting the man push the glasses back on even if they were lopsided.

"What? Protection against me?" Cass repeated, smiling. "Why do you need protection against me? We’re in our rooms. Do you not want to be attracted to me right now?" Cass asked and watched as Edgar fumbled.

"I just, I don’t, stop seducing me!" Edgar exploded. "I’m a mess right now. I’ve been a mess all day. There is no way you find me attractive right now." Edgar panted, like the words had taken a lot out of him. Cass paused, heard the tub water turn on, and then felt Gideon come in and press against his back. Gideon’s hands reached past Cass’ body, cupping Edgar’s face from behind him. Edgar flinched, turning his face away further but Gideon just reached his other hand out and placed it on Edgar’s other cheek.

"Eddie, my love, our love, there is no way you could ever be unattractive." Edgar blushed. "I know there is another answer to these words, but objectively, you can’t be unattractive. I’ve never seen anyone cry as beautifully as you do. You have, for the last several years, been the most attractive person in any room you’ve entered. I know I’m biased, so is Cass, but that is just an objective truth. Your family has used that to their advantage for years. You’ve used that to your advantage for years. I understand that you’re confused and hurt, but please do not ever doubt our attraction to you." Gideon said passionately.

Cass was a little surprised that Gideon didn’t say something sweeter, and yet, he kind of knew that was exactly what Edgar needed. Edgar seemed shocked that Gideon didn’t provide him sweet nothings, and Cass tried to hold back his laughter.

"I mean, Giddy isn’t wrong, objectively." Cass said, and Edgar turned his shocked, stunned eyes towards Cass. Cass smiled warmly. "You’ve always been attractive, Eddie, so why wouldn’t I want to seduce you. Also, this might make me sound like an asshole, but seeing your eyes all watery and red-rimmed? It kinda turns me on." Edgar’s mouth fell open as Gideon shifted behind him.

Cass felt his face warm as the man pressed in tighter. Cass could feel the outline of his body against Cass, but especially his cock. Cass tried not to react since this moment was supposed to be about Cass.

Gideon was not about to let that be the case.

"Cass, don’t think you escape that reminder to Eddie, either. You have always been attractive, too, you just scowled at everyone to hide it." Gideon murmured. "And don’t think we also don’t like it when you have tears in your eyes, either. Eddie just doesn’t want to be the only one on the receiving end of your powerful gaze. Why are you only seducing Eddie, Cass?" Gideon’s soft words against Cass’ ear had Cass shivering.

"Uh, well, I thought Eddie needed a little bit more attention today?" Cass said dumbly. "I wasn’t planning to neglect you, Giddy, I was just going to wait till tomorrow." Cass admitted, telling him his plan. Gideon let out a soft grunting sound.

"You’re not lying because I’ve caught you where I want you?" Gideon asked and Cass blinked, meeting Edgar’s stunned gaze as well.

"Uh, no?" Cass replied, his throat drying up. All of the humour and laughter he had while carrying and teasing Edgar was drying up in the face of Gideon pressing in on him. Cass even let out a soft gasp as Gideon moved his hips, rubbing his cock against Cass’ ass.

"Good. I’ll go add the bubble bath." Gideon pulled away, dropping his hand down from Edgar’s face and his body heat left Cass. Cass swayed on his feet, shocked, and when he met Edgar’s gaze after, he looked about as dazed as Cass felt.

Cass had forgotten that Gideon wasn’t just someone who was meek and mild. He was, after all, a knight who had survived for several years under some of the harshest environments one could grow up in, and he was only meek because he wanted to be.

Cass realised that maybe he shouldn’t have let Gideon get that much sleep and rest because now he had a bunch of energy that could be used to pester him. Cass stared at Edgar, watching his chest rise and fall, and Cass realised that he was in danger.

Especially now that Edgar was looking at him like he was a snack and the playfulness that Cass had was fading, fast. He could feel alarm bells beginning to ring and he was absolutely in danger.

"Let’s get you undressed, hmm, Eddie? Can’t bathe fully clothed." Cass joked, reaching for Edgar’s shirt buttons. Edgar’s hand clamped down on his wrist, halting him. Edgar’s big, blue eyes blinked a few times, staring at Cass.

"You aren’t going to bathe with me?" He asked and Cass wanted to swear. Now that Edgar was assured of himself in some regard, Cass was once more, fucked. He had wanted a sweet evening, even sweeter than the previous night.

He didn’t think he was going to get that from their behaviour.