Warrior Training System

Cassian emerged from Katherine's room early in the morning, looking thoroughly satisfied and refreshed. As he quietly closed the door behind him, the scene inside was a breathtaking sight: Katherine lay sprawled on the bed, her bare body illuminated by the soft morning light. She remained on her knees, her face buried in the pillow, her hips still raised high in the air—a vision of sensual exhaustion and beauty.

Her raised hips bore the marks of passion, the cheeks flushed a deep red. At the center, her wet folds glistened, a trail of Cassian's essence trickling down over her reddened curves and along her thighs. Above those folds, another entrance lay open, its delicate, dark pink insides exposed.

Her body trembled every few minutes as more of Cassian's essence seeped from her folds. Her half-open eyes gazed unfocused into the room, while her lips curled into a wide, contented smile—an undeniable sign that she, too, had been thoroughly satisfied.

Meanwhile, Cassian entered Lucy's room, finding her sound asleep. Without hesitation, he lifted her shirt, nestling against her now-exposed, ample breasts. Still lost in slumber, Lucy instinctively smiled and wrapped her arms around him in a warm embrace.

Cassian still felt the desire to do more, his arousal evident as his bulge pressed against Lucy's stomach. Yet, for now, he was content. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close and drifted off to sleep, a satisfied smile on his face.

He stayed peacefully asleep for quite some time, only to stir when he felt a warm, tender grip around his member, massaging it with such skill that a delighted smile spread across his face even before he was fully awake. Far from annoyed, he savored the sensation, though curiosity eventually prompted him to open his eyes. His vision was blurry at first, but he could make out a figure seated atop him, moving rhythmically up and down. As his vision cleared, the figure came into focus, revealing their identity.

He was momentarily surprised but quickly broke into a bright smile as he saw Lucy bouncing gently on his member, her soft, hairy folds enveloping him in pleasure. Her ample breasts swayed with every movement, glistening with sweat, a clear sign she had been at it for some time. Her heavy breathing and closed eyes reflected her enjoyment as she moved slowly and smoothly, even though the sensations clearly made her feel overly sensitive.

Cassian guessed her unhurried pace was an effort not to wake him, though he certainly wouldn't have minded being woken up this way.

As Lucy gazed down at Cassian's smiling face, she leaned forward with a soft grin, her breath warm and heavy against his skin. Her hips continued their slow, deliberate rhythm, moving up and down, her stomach's curves pressing together in a way that made her look irresistibly alluring. Her thighs, flexing with each squat, seemed even fuller and more enticing.

"Good morning..." she whispered, her voice low and needy. Before Cassian could respond, she captured his lips in a ravenous kiss, her warm tongue slipping into his mouth and banishing its dryness. Cassian eagerly met her passion, savoring her taste as his hands found their way to her swaying breasts, kneading them gently. Her movements grew faster, the pressure around his member tightening with each thrust.

From the side, the scene was even more erotic—her body curled forward as she squatted over Cassian, holding his face close while their lips locked. Her bare form was raw and uninhibited, her every movement exuding primal desire. Though not classically graceful or delicate, the way she slammed her soft, ample buttocks down onto him carried an untamed eroticism. The speed of her thrusts increased, a clear release of the frustration she had held back while moving slowly before he awoke.

She moved her hips with precision and expertise, raising them almost fully before slamming back down, taking all of Cassian's length deep into her tight folds. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure through her, as the head of his member hit the deepest part of her with each thrust. The sensations caused her to release more and more fluid, and Cassian could feel the intensity, his stomach tightening with each pulse of warmth that surrounded him.

Her moans escaped her lips, each breath growing heavier as Cassian's face contorted in pleasure, his toes curling slightly as his hips pressed deeper into the bed. The heat building inside him intensified until, with a powerful jerk, he released his morning essence deep within her, her tight folds eagerly taking it all in. She continued to move her hips, her movements becoming more frantic as she neared her own release. With a final, forceful thrust, her hips jerked and stayed still, trembling in the aftermath. Cassian, still releasing into her, savored the kiss they shared, his hands gently squeezing her soft breasts.

Finally breaking the kiss, Cassian grinned and said, "Good morning to you too..."

Lucy smiled at his words, leaning back and letting all her weight rest on him as she gathered her hair into a bun, exposing her sweaty armpits, which looked enticing to him. Cassian couldn't resist, sitting up and immediately moving toward her exposed skin. His hands caressed her breasts while his mouth trailed down to her armpit, sucking gently on it. Lucy chuckled softly, letting him continue as she ran her other hand through his hair, teasing, "Stop it, it's dirty..."

Cassian pulled away from her armpit with a smirk, holding one arm still raised while teasing, "Not as dirty as the things I'm going to make you suck on later..." He moved to suck on the newly raised armpit, while Lucy smiled, keeping her hand lifted. Her hips shifted in a slow, grinding motion, feeling his member grow hard again beneath her.

"Do I really have to suck it? Isn't once a morning enough?" she moaned, her voice tinged with desire. "We have all day ahead..."

Her words suggested hesitation, but the way her hips moved, driven by her desire, betrayed her need for more.