There was a sense of absolute smugness at Percy's reaction, and Cass looked up for a moment, admiring the sheer beauty of the man that was his. He would have smiled, but instead he licked his lips, lust filling his eyes. 'I will,' he said softly. 'When you're ready for me,' he added, moving enough that he could reach out his hand and grab a tube of muggle lube he'd placed in a drawer in the nightstand when he moved in.
He knew very well that there were magical ways of doing this, that took less time and got guaranteed results. Still, some things were just better the muggle way, and this was one of them. Returning his tongue to Percy's arse, he listened to his lover's reactions as he more or less fucked him with his tongue alone, only stopping to spread lube on his fingers and Percy's arse, slowly easing them inside him, prepping him, making him moan and writhe with need and want and lust until he knew Percy was ready.
His own needs were dying to be satisfied, his cock achingly hard and leaking pre-come against the sheets. Not that he cared. Just watching Percy like this, wanton, hungry for more...it was simply amazing, and he couldn't get enough of it as he moved up and slowly moved to slide into Percy, watching his every expression before he leaned in and claimed Percy's lips with his own.