Death would not be enough to repay Cass for that smug look, but again it was something that would have to wait for later. Right now, Percy wanted something, everything, and this very instant. If he thought about it, he would know that it wasn't the best course of action, but he was beyond thinking. "I was ready ten minutes ago."
Of course, that didn't change Cass' mind. Instead he began torturing him with tongue and fingers. Percy spread his legs, head rolled back, and he bit his lip to stop the noises from coming out, but he couldn't prevent their escape. "Cass, I'm fucking ready."
That seemed to do the trick, or maybe Cass had finally lost his patience as well, and finally Cass pushed in. It was a strange feeling. He was completely full, but it felt so very good, and Percy pushed away all thoughts of this being wrong.