Warrior Training System

The two days traveling back were the most euphoric of Cassian's life so far. He couldn't recall a single moment when he wasn't inside her—whether it was her folds, her mouth, or her hands, she kept his member entranced the entire time. His hands never left her body, exploring her curves constantly. Aside from brief pauses to drink water, eat, or handle other necessities, their passion was relentless. By the time they finally stopped, they were both in dire need of a shower, their bodies heavy with the unmistakable scent of arousal.

After reaching the city, they stopped at an inn where they enjoyed a refreshing shower. Lucy, still with bare skin, emerged from the bath, smiling as she said, "No, young man, I'm not going to try anal. That place is not meant for that kind of thing..."

Cassian followed her, his face pleading like a child asking for a toy. With the same tone, he said, "Please, Miss Lucy... I promise, you're going to like it..."

Lucy, drying her hair with a towel, firmly said, "No means no." Meanwhile, Cassian, hands on her waist, squeezing the soft curves, replied, "But you seemed to like it when I finger you ass before while my dick was in your pussy. The only difference is, this time I'll be using fingering your pussy... and dicking your backdoor."

Lucy glanced at him with a mix of annoyance and disbelief. Turning to face him, she said, "Honestly, I wanted to slap you when you did that..."

Cassian smirked, not taking her seriously. Squeezing her buttocks, he pressed her closer to him and said, "But you didn't..." his hands parting her cheeks, revealing the a entrance area between them. It was framed by a hint of darker skin, contrasted against the smooth, pale expanse of her skin as it deepened, stretching slightly.

His finger slipped inside, causing Lucy to gasp and her body to shudder. Her breasts bounced with the movement as Cassian continued, "Because you liked it..."

Lucy's eyes were shut tightly from the sudden intrusion of his finger, and she gasped, "No, I didn't…" She glared at him, her cheeks flushed with anger. "Now take your finger out…"

Cassian smirked, ignoring her request. Instead, he pushed deeper, feeling her muscles tighten around him, causing her to release another soft moan. She jolted again, and he murmured, "First, tell me the truth… Say you like it…"

"I don't..." Lucy protested, grabbing his arm and trying to pull it away from her, but Cassian moved his finger deeper, ignoring her efforts.

"Say you like it..." he repeated, his voice low, as Lucy moaned again, her hips instinctively bucking forward from the sensation. Her body responded, warmth building between her thighs as her previous dryness was replaced by a growing moisture.

"I don't..." she repeated, her voice trembling as she clung tightly to his arm, her other hand gripping his shoulder for balance.

"Oh, but you do..." Cassian murmured, clearly enjoying her reactions. Her muscles clenched tightly around his finger, yet he continued his deliberate movements, sliding in and out with ease. Unable to resist, his gaze dropped to her chest, and he leaned forward to take one of her breasts into his mouth. His tongue teased her sensitive skin as she struggled against the overwhelming sensations he was forcing upon her, resisting it.

But it only lasted a few seconds before her breathing grew ragged, her moans became louder, and her grip on him weakened. With a breathless expression, she met his gaze, her eyes softening as he continued to suck on her bosom. The anger in her face faded, replaced by a helpless smile. "If it weren't for how cute you are, I would've been done with you already," she murmured.

Cassian smirked, pulling his lips away from her now hardened nipple, glistening with his saliva. "Really? Then, am I cute enough to fuck you in this hole?" he teased, his fingers brushing against a particularly sensitive spot in her folds, making her body jolt in response.
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She nodded with a soft moan, her voice trembling as she said, "You can... but the problem is your size. I don't think it'll fit in there..." Her gaze dropped to his hard length, standing tall and pressing against her body. The sheer size and length of it made her hesitate, a flicker of fear crossing her face at the thought of taking it in her anus.

Cassian chuckled, unfazed, as he continued to move his finger in and out of her behind. "Don't worry," he said with a teasing grin, "I'll make sure you're ready first."

Lucy wasn't entirely sure what Cassian had planned, but she wasn't all that interested in finding out. Instead, she gave a casual nod, and before he could react, she slipped out of his grasp. His hands fell to his sides, now empty, as he stared at her in surprise. Already a few steps away, Lucy glanced back at him with a sly smile and said, "Let's get going. Lady Katherine is waiting for us, and I don't want to get messy again."

Cassian sighed helplessly, a smirk tugging at his lips. He had certainly been thinking of making her messy—messy with his essence—but meeting Lady Katherine was a priority. He nodded and asked, "Is she doing well? It's been over a month since I've had the chance to give her a proper massage."

As Lucy slipped into her panties, she shook her head and said, "I'm not sure. She never shows it, even when she's in bad shape." Reaching for her bra—large enough that one cup alone could easily hide Cassian's head with room to spare—she continued, "When I started working for her, I didn't even realize she had that issue. I only found out the day she couldn't move at all, her body stiff and tense, like a wood."

Cassian's expression grew serious, his usual teasing demeanor replaced by genuine concern. He had never thought Katherine's condition was severe, but with his recent studies of the human body for his system task, he now understood how dire it could become without regular care. Muscles left untreated for too long could lead to permanent stiffness, even immobility. The fact that Katherine could still walk baffled him.

Pulling his pants up, he approached Lucy, who stood in her undergarments, casually combing her hair. She seemed completely unbothered by his presence, her focus on her reflection. Without warning, he reached out and gave her stomach a firm squeeze, drawing a small smile from her.

"How long have you been working for Lady Katherine?" he asked, his tone a mix of curiosity and concern as his hand lingered on her waist.