It was like as soon as Cass finalised the last letter, all restraints he'd put in place dissolved. It wasn't a snap on his control like before, but they simply began to disintegrate.
Cass' mind slowly clouded, but his ability to think remained. The desire he'd repressed slowly began to grow, his body warming, his cheeks flushing, and he rubbed his face against Lucian's side. He wasn't careful with his horns, but Lucian didn't seem to mind. Cass wasn't goring him or anything that dangerous, just nicking his clothes and tearing them with the solid points of his horns.
"These horns are rather cute." Lucian murmured, his hand slipping into Cass' hair and Cass melted. His big hand ruffled his hair, his fingers bringing pleasure just with a simple touch. When his hand slid down until it grabbed Cass' throat from either side, Cass let out a breathy moan that had Lucian purring.
"They're small." Cass countered. Lucian let out a hum.
