Warrior Training System

"Sometimes, you really act like a dick, you know," Lumine muttered with an annoyed tone, plopping herself onto Cassian's back. Her soft, rounded rear pressed into him, making him smirk despite her irritation.

She muttered again, her tone still grumpy, "Didn't even let me relax for a second..."

Ignoring her complaints, she started massaging his shoulders. But as soon as her hands dug in, Cassian let out an unexpected yelp. "Ahhh! Are you trying to break my bones?" he groaned, his voice strained from the sudden pain.

Lumine immediately pulled her hands back, her face flashing an apologetic look. "Sorry!" she said, genuinely flustered.

Cassian turned his head slightly and smiled faintly. "Just go easy, alright? No need to put your entire strength into it."

"Fine," she huffed, rolling her eyes before getting back to work, this time with a gentler touch.

Lumine nodded and resumed the massage, this time using a much softer touch. As her hands worked gently over his shoulders, she asked, "Like this?"

Cassian felt a soothing warmth spread through his muscles and let out a pleased sigh. "Yeah... just like that," he murmured, his tone dripping with satisfaction. "Now do that all over my body..."

"Like hell I'd massage your whole body," Lumine shot back, her tone sharp, though her hands continued kneading his shoulders.

"Why not? I massaged your whole body!" Cassian replied, feeling thoroughly cheated.

Lumine snorted, rolling her eyes. "Whole body? You only massaged my back and legs, and don't think I didn't notice you just wanted an excuse to feel up my thighs, you pervert. Be happy I'm even bothering with your shoulders."

Looking annoyed, she added, "And why do I have to do this while sitting on you? Is this some kind of weird fetish of yours?"

"I just like feeling some weight on me," Cassian said with a smirk. Then, teasingly, he added, "And I was curious how soft your butt is... gotta say, I'm impressed. It's pretty soft."

"You're such a pervert!" Lumine shot back, her face turning red as she reflexively squeezed his shoulder—hard.

Cassian winced, laughing through the pain. "Haha, Lumine, no! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Stop, hahaha... it hurts!" he pleaded, squirming under her. But with her firmly seated on his back, escaping wasn't so easy.

Lumine, clearly annoyed, said with a mischievous grin, "Good! I

want

it to hurt, you naughty gay little boy." She laughed, enjoying the sight of Cassian squirming under her.

But her fun came to an end as Cassian finally managed to turn over, grabbing her hand. Now face-to-face with her wide, teasing smile, he chuckled and said, "I think you made me even sorer than before... you're a terrible masseuse."

"I don't have any reason to be good at it, unlike you, pervert," Lumine shot back with a playful smirk. She tried to free her hand but didn't seem to mind much, adding, "You probably only learned massage because you wanted an excuse to touch women's bodies, huh?"

Cassian, hearing her teasing, pulled her closer, making Lumine lurch forward. She stopped just inches from his face, her wide eyes locking onto his playful smile. As he tilted his face closer to hers, he said with a smirk, "I didn't learn massage to do perverted things with women... but, well, I still end up doing them. And now, I'm about to do one with you."

Before Lumine could react or turn away, she felt his lips press against hers. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she couldn't pull back—his grip on her hands and her position straddling him left her no escape.

At least, that's what she told herself.

Her resistance wavered, and soon she found herself leaning into the kiss, her earlier shock melting away. Instead of pushing him off, her lips moved against his, responding with equal fervor. Their tongues met in a heated dance, and the kiss grew deeper, both of them losing themselves in the moment as their breaths mingled.

After a few more seconds, Lumine's hand gently rested on Cassian's shoulder while his grip tightened around her waist. Finally, breathless, she pulled her lips away, gasping for air as she locked eyes with his smiling face.

"Think of it as payment for not massaging me back," Cassian teased, his fingers tracing the muscles of her waist.
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"Just... just this much?" Lumine asked, her breath still unsteady as she looked at him, a bit taken aback.

Cassian noticed the way her eyes lingered on his lips, a hint of hunger there. He chuckled, clearly amused. "No, that wasn't even a quarter of the full payment..."

"That's good, because your massage was really good..." Lumine replied, her tone a little breathless. She reached up, gently placing her hand on his cheek, and before he could react, she pulled him into a kiss.

Cassian, taken by surprise, barely had time to process it. He had only been teasing her, but now, as she kissed him hungrily, he could tell she was no longer just playing around.

His own hand started to roam around her back, first going under her clothes, feeling her bare waist and enjoying the hard muscle beneath her soft skin. Lower, his hand met more soft skin, this area without the hard muscle underneath, giving Cassian's hands more enjoyment as he squeezed it.

Lumine moaned into his mouth as Cassian's hands squeezed her rear cheeks, spread them as she continued to kiss him. And soon her hips began to grind slowly against Cassian's hard length under her, another surprise for Cassian but seeing her moving them clumsily, his hand guided them.

"Hah... was that enough?" Lumine asked, breaking the kiss but still grinding her hips, her breath heavy and warm on Cassian's face. His eyes locked onto her red lips, which seemed to glow with color. He smirked and said, "No, I need more..." before pulling her lips back onto his.

As she learned to move her hips on her own, Cassian's hand slipped inside her clothes again, this time moving toward her upper back. He had felt the muscles through her clothes before, but now, as he touched them bare, he found them even more enticing. His hand continued its journey, gently pulling her clothes up to reveal her toned abdomen, which moved with each of her breaths.