A shudder wracked through Cassian's body as Daevon filled him. He was spent, limp and boneless beneath the Prince. But still... he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction, of completion. His oath had been fulfilled, for now.

"As you wish..." he managed to whisper, his voice hoarse from exertion. "I am yours."

Cassian laughed, a rough and broken sound. "If you insist on treating me like your pet, my Prince... perhaps one day." He turned his head to the side, baring his neck to Daevon. "But for now, I am yours. To command, to please."

His body trembled slightly as he waited for Daevon's touch, any sign that they were done and could rest. It had been a long, intense night... but somehow, Cassian couldn't imagine it ending any other way.