Cass almost felt bad for how he was being treated. He was naked in the bath around two other men, but that was the least of his concerns.
Lucian was rubbing his head with firm, strong strokes, his nails scratching his scalp in just the right spots as he shampooed Cass' hair. Edgar had poured Cass a glass of wine, both types, and he was rubbing Cass' feet on the other side.
Cass had never felt so pampered in his life.
"Just relax, sweetness. Let all the stress leave your body." Lucian whispered and Cass could barely even open his eyes to look up at him. He was like a damn limp noodle from their attention.
"Are you hungry? Do you want a snack?" Edgar asked and Cass sighed.
"No. I'm okay." Cass told him softly, before a light groan left his lips as Lucian slid his hand down and began rubbing the back of Cass' neck. Fuck, that felt good. He hadn't realised how tense he was until Lucian got his hands on him.
