Warrior Training System

Cassian, wasting no time after getting her permission, quickly raised her top, only to find another layer concealing her soft, full mounds—her bra. Without even pausing to notice its color, he deftly unhooked it from behind, surprising Katherine with his speed. She asked in a surprised tone, "How did you learn to unhook those so quickly?"

Without missing a beat, Cassian answered, eager to shift his focus back to her. "Oh, back on the ship, I used to wash your undergarments, so I figured out how they work..."

Katherine nodded, satisfied with the explanation, and seeing that she had no further questions, he turned his attention back to her chest. He carefully but quickly removed the unhooked bra, finally getting his first look at a pair of naked breasts in his life.

As Cassian removed the last barrier, Katherine's breasts were finally revealed to him in all their glory. They were generous in size, round yet with a natural, slightly elongated shape that tapered down, and above her nipples stood proudly. Despite their fullness, they defied gravity, staying in place with a youthful firmness.

Even the slightest movement from Katherine caused them to jiggle with a delicate bounce, as if they were made of the softest, most elastic material imaginable.

Her nipples, already hardened, stood out with a shade that hovered between a rosy pink and a deep, glossy cherry, their hue intensified by the faint blush spreading across her chest. The areolas surrounding them shared that same captivating color, creating a gentle contrast against her milky, smooth skin.

This slight difference in tone made them stand out just enough, yet they blended seamlessly with the creamy, almost rosy complexion of her skin, adding to the allure of the sight before him.

Cassian couldn't help but marvel at the perfection of her body, his hands itching to reach out and touch, to feel the warmth and softness beneath his fingertips. He swallowed hard, trying to maintain composure even as his excitement threatened to spill over, his eyes tracing every curve and swell of her newly exposed skin.

He wanted to ask for her permission to touch them, but since she had already allowed him to look, he took it as an unspoken invitation. Without further hesitation, his hands moved to fulfill their immediate desire. His palms cupped her breasts, covering her nipples and areolas as his fingers sank into the incredibly soft flesh.

Despite their firm, elastic appearance, her breasts yielded easily to his touch, letting his fingers sink deeper into the plush skin.

Cassian couldn't help but be amazed by the sensation—how perfectly his hands molded to her shape. Even as he squeezed gently, taking in the warm, supple feel, he realized that he could only manage to hold just a bit more than half of each mound in his hands. The rest spilled over, a delightful reminder of her generous proportions, making the whole experience all the more intoxicating for him.

Suddenly, he found himself pushed back, startled as his hands lost the warmth of her soft skin. Katherine, with a teasing smirk, said, "That's enough for now. Lucy would get suspicious if we took any longer, and I have some other matters to attend to..."

She couldn't help but enjoy the way Cassian looked—like an abandoned puppy, his wide, shocked eyes still tinted with red, and his hands frozen in mid-air, as if they were still holding her breasts.

Her gaze shifted to the nearly torn book lying on the bed, and with a hint of regret, she sighed, "I was still reading that..." Tossing the damaged book onto the bed, she snapped her fingers, igniting a flame around Cassian. He nearly screamed in alarm, thinking he was about to be burned, but to his surprise, the flames were only warm, evaporating the fluids she had sprayed on him.

As she stood on her still-trembling legs, she looked at him with a small smile and added, "I can't let you go looking like that."

Cassian nodded, still feeling a mix of frustration and disappointment that she hadn't let him enjoy the moment with her breasts a bit longer. Now, hidden beneath her shirt, their shape was still visible, and he caught glimpses of her hardened nipples pressing against the fabric.

As she walked toward the washroom, her bare hips swayed with each step, and she tossed the ruined book on the bed and instructed, "On your way out, tidy up the room a bit, and ask Lucy to get me another copy of that book. Her room is next door."

With that, she disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Cassian feeling like he had been used, a sensation that simmered in his chest. Frustration bubbled within him, but he knew he couldn't do much about it. Sighing, he glanced at the tattered book, then picked it up and began to clean the room, weariness settling into his bones.

He walked over to the next door and knocked. When Lucy opened it and saw him, she smiled playfully. "Did you learn the new massage techniques already?" she teased.
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"Yeah, and I even put them into practice," Cassian replied with a small smirk. Then, holding up the ruined book, he added, "The lady asked me to give you this and to get another copy if you can."

Lucy's smile faded as she took in the sorry state of the book, her brows knitting with concern. "What happened to this book?" she asked, clearly worried.

"Just... an incident," Cassian said, unable to think of a better excuse.

Lucy sighed, examining the bent and torn pages. "It's going to be tough finding another copy. This one took me six months to track down."

Cassian glanced at the damaged book and offered, "I could try to repair it if you'd like. It might take some time, but definitely less than six months."

"You would?" Lucy asked, her tone full of surprise.

"Of course. I can give it a try," Cassian replied, eyeing the book's condition. "But now that I think about it, it might be easier to copy it rather than trying to repair it. The damage is pretty bad, but I can write out a new version."

Lucy nodded, placing the book on a nearby table. "I don't mind how you do it—just try to finish it in a month or two if you can." Then, with a mischievous smile, she reached for Cassian's collar, adding, "And here's a little down payment for your hard work."

As she spoke, Lucy pulled the stunned Cassian closer by his collar, pressing her lips against his. Cassian, caught off guard, froze for a moment, feeling her lips move against his and her tongue teasing his own. Just as he began to lean into the kiss, she pulled back, smirking as she pushed him away.

"I'll give you the rest of that reward once you return with a repaired or copied book," she said playfully, before shutting the door in his face, leaving the torn book in his hands.

Cassian stood there, his recently calmed arousal flaring back to life, frustration building inside him. His shock quickly turned to irritation—first Katherine, now Lucy, both teasing him. "Next time, I'm not letting them get away with it," he muttered under his breath, clutching the book as he walked away, trying to think of anything unpleasant enough to ease his arousal back down.