Warrior Training System

Katherine slowly opened her eyes, pretending she had just woken up. Seeing Cassian sitting between her legs, his face flushed red and covered in her fluids, she could tell he was a bit scared. Her initial annoyance at being disturbed faded, and she glanced toward the door.

"Who's there?" she asked, her voice calm.

"Miss Katherine, it's Nile," came the response—a cracking voice, clearly belonging to a teenage boy in the midst of adolescence.

"What do you need, Nile?" Katherine asked, her gaze shifting back to Cassian with a smirk, enjoying the way he looked even more nervous now.

"Miss Katherine, the Jaras particles are about to crystallize! I just came to inform you," the voice outside said, sounding a bit excited.

Katherine perked up at the news, responding, "I'll be there shortly."

After that, there was silence from the other side of the door. Katherine turned her gaze back to Cassian, who was busy worrying, clearly overthinking how he would explain what he'd been doing if she had caught him. His nervousness was palpable, and she couldn't help but enjoy his flustered state.

After a long pause, Katherine broke the silence, staring at him with a smirk. "Were you still massaging?" she asked, her tone teasing.

Katherine's eyes narrowed in playful suspicion as she glanced at his face. "Then why is your face covered in sweat?" she asked, feigning confusion, "It's sweat... right?"

Cassian tensed as the unmistakable scent of her essence still lingered on his skin. He could feel the tension building. The room wasn't even warm—winter's chill was settling in. "It's just sweat, my lady," he stammered. "I don't know, I suddenly felt hot while massaging you."

He was panicking inside. How could he explain that her orgasm, which he had caused while she slept, hadn't woken her? It had felt so intense, he half-expected her to wake up, but now he was stuck trying to justify the evidence left on his face.

But Katherine didn't seem to realize what had just happened. Or was she deliberately pretending, waiting for him to admit it? Cassian thought, his mind racing. However, as he watched her nod at his flimsy excuse, it didn't seem like she knew. She got off the bed, briefly showing him a wet spot on her underwear, likely from the fluids left behind by the orgasm he hadn't fully consumed.

"Thanks for the massage, Cassian. You must be tired now. Go ahead and rest—I've got some work to do," she said, stretching her arms and yawning. Then, with a small smile, she added, "But I have to admit, your massages are the best. I don't even know when I fall asleep during them."

Cassian smiled, relieved that she seemed unaware of what had truly happened. Her praise made him feel at ease, and he sighed inwardly. It was clear she hadn't caught on, confirming that she was indeed a deep sleeper. This realization gave him confidence, making him think that in the future, he could be bolder without her noticing.

"I try to do my best, my lady," Cassian said with a smile, wiping the sweat from his face with his shirt. He had wanted to taste it again but refrained, not wanting to seem suspicious.

"I expect nothing less than the best," Katherine replied, her eyes briefly flicking down to the noticeable bulge in his pants.

Smirking, she added, "If I finished the work tonight, tomorrow, you can massage me all day." She smirked before turning toward the washroom, her hips swayed slightly, drawing Cassian's gaze to the curve of her waist and the soft roundness of her buttocks, glistening faintly with a sheen of sweat. Read today on m,v,l,e,mpyr

He noticed a few faint white streaks—remnants of his earlier release—lining her skin just above her panties.

As Katherine reached for a towel near the washroom, she felt Cassian's lingering gaze on her waist, an amused smirk playing at the corner of her lips. Deciding to tease him a little more, she let the towel slip from her fingers deliberately, watching as it fell to the floor. She bent over slowly, knowing full well that Cassian's eyes would be glued to her.

Her large, curvaceous butt became even more pronounced as she leaned forward, her hips angling perfectly, giving him the best possible view.

The lace panties she wore clung to her skin, hugging the curves of her buttocks and tracing every line of her shape. The soft fabric stretched over her full, round cheeks, accentuating their size, making the lace look as if it was barely containing her. As she bent, her thick thighs pressed together slightly, the flesh stretching taut, and the muscles flexed under her smooth skin.

Her hips swayed just a little, making the lace dig into her in a way that only highlighted the fullness of her body.

Katherine glanced back over her shoulder, catching a glimpse of his face—his expression was a mixture of awe and lust, his eyes wide and fixed entirely on her. She felt a surge of satisfaction at the power she had over him. 'That's enough for today,' she thought to herself, her lips curling into a smirk.

Straightening up, she tossed a final glance at him before turning and making her way into the washroom. As the door closed behind her, Cassian was left sitting there, still staring at where she had stood moments before, his body tense with lingering desire.

This time, he had only been able to orgasm once, but the thrill of it—the taste of her body on his tongue, the satisfaction of knowing he had made her climax while she slept—lingered in his mind. He could still remember how she had reacted, even unconsciously, her body moving in sync with his. The mere thought of it had him even more excited for what might come next.

'Next time...' he thought with a racing heart, '..next time, I'll be able to do even more.'

With that, Cassian lay down with a smirk, eagerly awaiting Katherine's return, hoping to catch another glimpse of her figure. However, as he waited, he drifted off to sleep without even realizing it. A few minutes later, Katherine emerged from the washroom, her hair still damp and a playful smile on her lips.

She couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of him, his face still glistening with the remnants of their earlier activities.

As she approached him, she dried her hair with a towel, the strands slowly falling back into place. She leaned closer, her teasing smirk growing wider as she observed his peaceful expression. 'Should I also do something a little naughty?' she wondered, though she already knew what she wanted to do.

Leaning in, she pressed a gentle peck against Cassian's slightly parted lips, which were tinged with a reddish hue from sleep.

However, just a quick peck wasn't enough to satisfy her. Katherine felt a rush of excitement and found herself enveloping his lips with hers, sucking on them for a full minute. The taste of him was intoxicating, and when she finally pulled away, his lips were shiny with her saliva, and she was left a bit breathless.

'And he think's I'm a deep sleeper…' she mused, her eyes wide with surprise and a playful smirk as she noticed he hadn't stirred, even after her kiss.

'This is fun I should do it often.' she thought, leaning in for another kiss. Cassian's face, with its flawless complexion—white and rosy, perfectly inheriting the Ven Dyke family genes—only added to her amusement. This time, she kept the kiss brief, a quick press of her lips against his before breaking away with a smile as she left the room.

Meanwhile, Cassian, blissfully unaware of his surroundings, smiled in his sleep. It was uncertain whether he was awake or merely dreaming, but his smile radiated contentment, genuine happiness lighting up his face.