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Breaking Will
Cassius smiled as he lay down on his beach towel. A day off was exactly what he wanted. One day where he didn't have to train with Dick, or the kids, or fight anyone. He could just relax on a beach and not worry about anything. Except, he couldn't.
Within seconds of him laying down, he felt Rose's weight drop onto his hips. He sighed, cracking one eye open and raised an eyebrow. She had her hair in a ponytail for the beach, and when his eye trailed down to inspect her bathing suit of its own accord, she leaned back, making sure to give his gaze full access. Her choice of swimsuit was a silver bikini with the top too tight in order to give her already decently-sized breasts an even larger appearance, and a very thin bottom half with the strings on the sides reaching high on her hips and the main section thin enough to leave no doubt in Cassius's mind about her grooming habits. Not that he'd ever really thought about it, but random thoughts tended to pass through males' minds. That's just how males were.
"Any particular reason you're stopping me from getting a tan?" Cassius asked once he'd managed to force his eyes back up to her face, realizing her eyepatch was off at the moment.
"Firstly, because you don't need to tan," Rose said. "You can give yourself a tan any time you want. And secondly, we have the day off, and we have this beach all to ourselves." She leaned down to brush her lips against his as she whispered the next part. "Isn't there something...more entertaining you want to do?"
He smirked, kissing her, and Rose sighed, kissing him back instantly, slipping her tongue into his mouth. His own began to play with hers instantly, and Rose grinned, pressing closer to him and whimpering. Cassius restrained a groan, his hands tightening their hold on the small of her back, pulling her into him firmly. He felt her grin grow as she rocked her hips forward slightly, pressing into his growing erection. His next groan escaped despite his best efforts as she rocked against him firmly and captured his lower lip, sucking hard and biting down lightly before allowing it to slip back out of her mouth. Just then, Cassandra kissed the back of Rose's shoulder and she sat up, turning and kissing Cassandra as sensually as she had been Cassius. As she did, Cassius stared at Cassandra in wide-eyed surpeise.
In keeping with her usual habits, Cassandra had decided that a bathing suit was unnecessary, since it was just the three of them, and was now kneeling beside them completely nude. Cassius's eyes ignored his command to look away, and instead roved over her lithe form hungrily, memorizing the shape and perkiness of her breasts, her freshly shaved lips, every scar marring her perfect body.
Cassius sucked in a breath, hands instinctively gripping Rose's hips and pulling her against him harder. Finally, he tore his eyes away from Cassandra's body, only for them to shoot up to the girls' faces, finding them still kissing, but Cassandra watching him through one half-lidded eye as Rose smirked into the kiss, her hips beginning to grind into him. Cassandra pulled away from Rose and bent down, capturing Cassius's lips instead. Their tongues met in the middle and Cassandra whimpered slightly, however, unlike Rose's whimper, which was specifically to weaken Cassius's will, Cassandra's whimper was the result of her own desire to give in to the impulses Cassius was failing to resist.
Rose leaned down again, kissing the side of Cassius's neck, and Cassius formed a second head from the side of his neck, knowing it was what she wanted. Sure enough, she mashed her lips to his instantly, their tongues beginning to slide against one another in a much more hungry kiss than the one he was sharing with Cassandra, though his and Cassandra's kiss was no less passionate. The difference sensations sent his heads spinning, making it nearly impossible to think. Rose moaned as his hands pulled her down into him and his hips ground up against her, and one of her hands reached over to squeeze the firm flesh of Cassandra's tight ass.
However, just as Cassandra pulled back from the kiss to suck in a surprised breath, Cassius forced himself to tear away from his kiss with Rose, joining his heads back into one and shoving Rose's hips down away from his own. He opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out was a ragged panting. a frown creased his brow, but he didn't have enough air to say anything. Rose began to lean back down, but Cassandra caught her, stopping her and shaking her head.
Finally, he managed to form words. "Cassandra, please put a bathing suit on." He grimaced at the rough, gritty edge to his voice.
Cassandra nodded and walked over to the bathing suit she'd left by her towel. While she did, Rose moved off of Cassius's lap.
"I was close that time," Rose smirked.
"Don't," Cassius said hoarsely. "Not yet. I can't."
Rose nodded. "Okay. But I doubt it'll be much longer. You've been struggling to ignore it more and more recently. Based on this, it won't be long."
Cassius gave her an exasperated stare before turning to Rose as she knelt beside him again. However, he instantly regretted looking, at least in part. Her black bikini top had thin strings, a pair of miniscule triangle pads that only reached the outside curve of her breasts on the points, and such little padding that her nipples were clearly visible, standing out through the fabric. The bottoms were actually worse, because the section between her legs was as thin as Rose's, had a pair of strings per hip, and based off of what he had seen when she had picked it up, now that he thought back on it, had only a string in the back, like a thong.
"Sorry," Cassandra said. "Didn't mean."
"I know," Cassius said, closing his eyes and resting his forehead against hers, fighting back the memory of her naked body kneeling beside him as she kissed Rose, and of the unique three-way kiss they'd all shared. "Where'd you get this?" He brushed his thumb alone her right shoulder strap as he asked.
"Rose bought," Cassandra said. "Sorry."
He smiled and shook his head, kissing her lightly. "It's alright. you don't have to apologize. I'll just need to be a bit more careful."
Cassandra nodded, but seemed to hesitate. "Don't...have to. Ready now. Actually."
"I'm not," Cassius said. "Not yet."
Cassandra nodded. "Wait."
Cassius smiled. "Thank you."
Cassandra hugged him, and he lay back, holding her against his left side as he held his right out to Rose, who accepted the invitation. They all settled in quickly and remained there for a while before moving to the shade so that the girls wouldn't burn.
Cassius spun, sending Dick sailing out of the ring just in time for Cassandra to use the same throw against Connor, sending them crashing into each other back-first. Both groaned, though Connor more to make Dick feel better, and Cassandra nodded approvingly to Cassius, who laughed. Here he was her former teacher, and she was proud of his performance. It was enough to make him feel old.
"I think I'm done sparring with the former assassins," Dick groaned.
"Agreed," Connor said. "Getting beaten in three seconds four times in a row is a real pride breaker."
"Why do you think I made you fight her," Dick smirked. "Fighting Cassius is a bit less humiliating."
"Hurtful," Cassius called after them as they left the room, Dick waving a hand back at him. Cassius smirked, shaking his head and turned to Cassandra. "It's getting pretty late, let's head up to bed."
Cassandra nodded and they changed and walked up to the bedroom, only to stop, finding Rose lying on the bed in only her panties.
"Where...clothes?" Cassandra asked.
"Over there somewhere," Rose said, gesturing toward the foot of the bed. "Not like I need them. It's just us three in here."
Cassandra shrugged and stripped her shirt and bra off, then dropped her pants and joined Rose on the bed, kissing her for a moment before laying beside her and looking over at Cassius, both giving him an expectant look. Cassius groaned and shifted into a pair of pajama bottoms before joining them on the bed. They both instantly lay along his sides, and he restrained himself from looking down at them. However after a moment, he felt Rose shift a little more on top of him, her full breasts pressing firmly against his chest on the left side before Cassandra's smaller but perkier breasts did the same on the other side. Against his better judgement, he looked down, sighing heavily as he saw them kissing each other sensually. His pants began to grow a bit tighter as they did, but after a moment, they separated and Cassandra reached up, kissing him instead, her tongue sweeping into his mouth and meeting his instantly. His arm tightened around her just as he glanced past her at Rose, who flashed him a Cheshire grin and slipped out of his arm. He reached out for her, but she evaded his hand. A second later, her hand closed around his erection through his pants, stroking slowly, and his outstretched arm instinctively grabbed onto the nearest thing it could. Cassandra moaned softly as his left hand gripped the firm flesh of her ass, and her hips rocked against his legs, her kiss becoming a bit hungrier and more needy. Cassius groaned as Rose tightened her grip, his other hand dropping to Cassandra's rear as well, kneading her firm flesh and pulling her tight against him. Cassandra whimpered and rocked her hips more insistently. After a few minutes, Cassius's hands slid up to Cassandra's chest, beginning to knead her chest firmly and Cassandra moaned, pulling back from the kiss. However, just as she did, reality slapped Cassius across the face and he yanked his hands back, catching Rose's arm.
"Clothes, now," Cassius growled.
Both nodded, Cassandra looking ashamed and Rose looking proud. Cassius waited until they were both dressed before kissing Cassandra gently.
"I'm not mad at you," he promised, Cassandra nodding. "Rose, you're sleeping in your own room for tonight."
Rose sighed and nodded. "That's fair."
She kissed both of them before leaving the room and Cassius and Cassandra both climbed back into bed, Cassius pulling the covers up before pulling Cassandra back against him. Cassandra shivered as his erection pressed firmly into her rear and arched her back, pressing against it for a moment before settling. Cassius kissed the back of her neck and sighed.
"It's going to be damn-near impossible to resist the two of you," Cassius sighed.
"Will wait," Cassandra promised.
Cassius pushed himself up slightly, Cassandra turning her head to meet him for a kiss before they both settled back in, neither falling asleep for hours later due to their bodies both wanting to continue but being denied.
Cassius walked into the kitchen, yawning, then stopped, seeing Cassandra standing bent forward at the waist slightly, looking through the fridge. The light from inside of it illuminated the pale skin of her bare body in a soft light, and he only barely managed to tear his eyes away.
"Cassandra," Cassius said, his voice slightly more gruff than usual.
Cassandra looked over at him over the refrigerator door and smiled. "Snack."
"Clothes," Cassius sighed exasperatedly.
"Late," Cassandra said. "Two."
"That doesn't make it alright," Cassius said. "How many times have I told you?"
Cassandra shrugged, choosing an apple and closing the door. Just as she took a bite, a door across the room began to open. Cassius shot forward, forming himself into a set of black sweatpants and a black sweatshirt for her just as Dick walked in. He raised an eyebrow as he saw her, but then his face grew into a knowing grin.
"Midnight snack?" Dick asked, getting into the refrigerator himself and pulling out the milk.
Cassandra nodded, taking another bite. She paused for a split second as the pajamas Cassius had formed for her began to grow distinctly tighter around her hips and between her legs. Before Dick could notice she'd stopped, she took a bit, chewing it a little faster now. Dick sipped at his glass of milk slowly, watching her subconsciously begin to eat faster and faster. Finally, she finished and threw the core away, heading for their room again.
"Good night, you two," Dick said.
"Yes," Cassandra said, then screwed her face up slightly in concentration. "Night."
Cassius grew a hand out of the back of the sweatshirt, flipping Dick off, and Dick began to laugh. As soon as they were in Cassius's room with the door closed, Cassius separated from her, reforming, and reached down, planning to adjust his painful erection so it was more comfortable. Instead, Rose caught his arms and all but dragged him onto the bed on top of her, kissing him fiercely. Cassius groaned, his body giving in instantly and returning the kiss in kind, his hips pressing down into Rose's, his erection pressing into her through the fabric of his pajama pants and her panties. Rose groaned, pressing up against him as his hands began to knead her full, bare breasts almost roughly. Cassandra, now wearing panties, knelt on the bed beside her and Rose reached over instantly, her hand slipping between her legs and beginning to rub her through her panties. Cassandra moaned, rocking her hips against Rose's fingers and reached down with her left hand, gripping Rose's forearm to keep it in place while her right fisted in the sheets behind her as she leaned back. Cassius cracked an eye open hearing Cassandra's moan and looked to the side, groaning as he saw what was happening beside him, and pressed into Rose harder, his hands kneading more firmly. Rose moaned in response. However, after another second, Cassius stopped, tearing himself away from the kiss and rolling off of Rose before all but throwing himself off the bed. He shifted into clothes and leaned against the wall, panting from the effort of stopping himself. Both girls watched him silently, waiting for him to say something.
"I can't fucking take this," Cassius muttered, grabbing his cigarettes and leaving the room.
Cassandra's face fell, but Rose slid up behind her, attaching her lips to the side of her neck, Rose's left hand beginning to knead Cassandra's left breast and her right dipping between her legs and into her panties. However, before she could do anything besides pull a moan from Cassandra's lips, Cassandra caught her hands and pulled away, turning to her.
"Cassius," Cassandra said meaningfully.
Rose sighed, nodding and taking her hands back. "Fine. Fine. That's fair. But, if the two of you are going both leave me high and decidedly not dry, I'm going to go to the bathroom."
Cassandra nodded, pulling a shirt and sweatpants on as Rose did the same and headed for the bathroom.
Cassius took a long pull from his cigarette before exhaling heavily. He couldn't take this. It seemed like every since time he kissed one of them he suddenly lost all sense and went too far. It was too much. He couldn't deal with it. He couldn't do that to them. He couldn't force himself on them just because he couldn't keep himself under control.
"It's been a while since you've smoked," Dick said, sitting beside him and taking a cigarette.
"It helps me control my impulses, if only a little," Cassius said.
"Personally, I don't know why you're bothering," Dick said. "You might as well just go for it. It's going to happen anyway, so you might as well just let it."
"Not everyone can be like you and just stick their dick in anything that opens up for it," Cassius said.
"While that's true, Cassandra and Rose aren't just anything to you," Dick said. "If I know you half as well as I think I do, you probably think that if you give in, you'd be taking advantage of them, or forcing yourself on them, am I right?"
Cassius blew out a cloud of smoke with a heavy sigh.
"I thought so," Dick nodded. "Now, I want you to think back, and I mean really think. Do you remember when you were trying to wait before dating them openly?"
"Of course I remember," Cassius said. "That was among the hardest things I've ever had to do, and I once fought Batman, Superman, and Martian Manhunter all at the same time."
Dick nodded. "Now tell me truthfully, were you actually waiting because they were too young, or were you just afraid?"
Cassius opened his mouth, but hesitated. Finally, he blew out a heavy breath, taking a drag from his cigarette. Dick was right. He had just been afraid. Not because he didn't love them, and not because he didn't trust them. It was himself he didn't trust.
"Exactly," Dick nodded, already having known the answer. "No answer me honestly on this. Are you really holding yourself back now because you don't think they're ready? Or because they're young? Or are you afraid again?"
Cassius stared at his cigarette.
"Cassius, they've been ready for a very long time," Dick said. "They waited years for you to be ready to accept that they were yours. They've been waiting for you to be ready for years. They were both ready by the time they were fourteen. They were both too young then, but they were ready. They would never consider it you taking advantage of them. You couldn't force yourself on them if you tried, because they would accept you willingly. The only one that doesn't want to take the next step is you. They're not afraid, and they're not going to force you. They will wait for as long as you need. Rose, I'm sure, has been trying to help you decide you're ready, but she won't force you. However, whether they're willing to wait or not, I'm sure you noticed that the longer you wait, the harder waiting will be."
"Yeah," Cassius snorted humorlessly. "Hormones suck."
"That's not hormones," Dick said. "Hormones don't make it continually harder. That's because you're in love with them. It's not bad that you want to do it. And it's not bad to do it." He stood, flicking his snuffed-out cigarette away. "You don't have to do anything if you don't want. Just think long and hard about why you're actually resisting before deciding that you won't. Because no matter how patient they are, it's hurting them. Every time you get close and have to force yourself to stop, you make Cassandra feel bad because she thinks she was forcing you to do something you don't want. And if you wait too long, they'll think they're doing something wrong and making you not want to."
Dick turned, walking back inside, leaving Cassius alone with his thoughts. Cassius remained there for well over an hour before heading back inside, finding Rose and Cassandra asleep in each other's arms, both fully clothed. He climbed into the bed, gently wrapping his arms around them both from behind Rose, both stirring just enough to acknowledge his presence before drifting off again. Cassius closed his eyes, pressing his forehead to the back of Rose's head before willing himself to sleep.
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