Warrior Training System

Chapter 110: Bad habbits (R-18)

Both Cassian and Lucy panted heavily, their breaths mingling as they felt the last waves of their climax ripple through them. Cassian, still buried deep, increased the intensity of his release by pressing his length further into her with slow, deliberate thrusts, even though he was already as deep as he could go.

With each movement, the pressure heightened Lucy's own pleasure, her body responding as his thick head hit her most sensitive, innermost spot repeatedly. Each pulse released warm spurts that seemed to send her over the edge all over again, the sensation building on the lingering intensity of her orgasm. The tight, intimate connection drew them both into a shared rhythm, bodies intertwined as they rode the last surges together.

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Lucy's hands clenched the pillow tightly, her back arched high off the bed as her eyes lost focus in the haze of pleasure. Slowly, her body relaxed, her flushed chest sinking back down as her hips dropped onto the bed. Cassian stopped moving, catching his breath as he rested against her, his face nestled comfortably against her warm, soft skin.

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he lay on top of her, their breathing heavy and in sync. With a hint of playful determination, he gently guided her trembling legs around his waist. Without fully withdrawing, he lifted her from the bed, his strength surprising her as she felt gravity shift. Lucy's eyes fluttered open in surprise, finding herself now seated in Cassian's lap, as he sucked her still sensitive nipples.

She smiled, letting her lazy, gentle hands trail up to his face, pulling him up from her chest to meet her lips. This kiss was different from before—slower, deeper, as if savoring every second. Their tongues moved in a tender, unhurried dance as her trembling legs wrapped around his waist, holding him close. Cassian's hands slid down to her soft curves, squeezing and spreading them with a gentle but eager pressure, making her breath hitch as her body responded to his touch. With each squeeze, she felt herself tighten and release around him, sparking a slow but undeniable rekindling of his desire.

As she felt him grow fuller inside her, enough to feel that familiar stretch, Lucy broke the kiss, a hint of surprise in her voice as she gasped, "You... still want to keep going?"

Cassian paused, equally surprised, then nodded with a grin. "Yeah, but if you're tired, we can rest a bit first," he offered.

Lucy wasn't sure how to respond—her last orgasm had taken everything out of her, especially with his eager but relentless thrusts. She knew if they kept going, waking up feeling rested tomorrow might be wishful thinking. But something in her didn't want to stop just yet.

'Who knows when I'll get another chance to go wild like this?' Lucy thought, an amused glint in her eyes as she nodded. "Alright, a little break won't hurt," she murmured, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek before easing herself off his lap. His length slipped from her folds, and a soft sound escaped her lips as she felt the warmth of his release trail down her thighs. Settling at the edge of the bed, she left a faint stain on the sheets, mixing his release with her own.

Cassian, feeling the sudden emptiness without her warmth, slid over to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind, his hands wandering back to her chest. He kissed the nape of her neck, drawing a pleased chuckle from her as she arched into his touch. "You're so greedy, aren't you?" she teased, glancing over her shoulder with a playful smile.

Cassian didn't respond to her question, his lips finding the soft curve of her neck as he began to suck gently, his hands kneading her ample breasts. Lucy just smiled, reaching over to her bag and pulling out a slender, unusually long cigarette along with a lighter.

Noticing it, Cassian paused, raising a curious brow. "I didn't know you smoked, Miss Lucy?"

Lucy took a slow drag from the cigarette, exhaling with a relaxed sigh. "Well," she murmured with a playful glint in her eyes, "I only smoke when I'm either stressed… or feeling completely satisfied."

Cassian smirked, catching onto the implication. "So, the sex was satisfying?"

Her smile widened, amused by his boldness. She reached over, pinching his cheek lightly. "Don't be so cheeky," she teased, flicking the tip of his nose affectionately.

Cassian, still grinning, continued to playfully massage her breasts, watching her take graceful drags of her cigarette. Her expression softened as she smoked, and curiosity got the better of him. "Can I try it too?" he asked, eyes bright with interest.

Lucy immediately shook her head, not needing to hear more. "Absolutely not."

"Why not?" he pressed, a hint of mischief in his tone.

"Because you are kid," she replied, stubbing out the cigarette with finality, "and I'd rather not see you pick up any bad habits on my account."

Cassian leaned back as Lucy slid onto his lap, giving her space to settle in. "But I've already picked up a few bad habits because of you," he teased, a playful glint in his eye. "What's one more?"

"Oh, really?" Lucy replied, her smile turning mischievously sharp. "And what bad habits would those be?" She shifted in his lap, legs wrapping around his waist, her soft curves pressing against his growing arousal, her arms draped loosely over his shoulders.

Her smirk dared him to answer, and he couldn't help but grin back, his hands finding their way to her hips.

"Well, there are quite a few," Cassian began, his gaze fixed on her soft curves. "For one, your big, soft hips have me completely addicted. Whenever they're in front of me, my eyes just gravitate toward them. That's definitely a bad habit—especially if someone catches me staring…" He squeezed her cheeks, letting his arousal brush against her wet folds.

Lucy smiled, enjoying his words as he continued, "But the worst of all would be these…" His hands moved from her hips to her breasts, grabbing them firmly. He squeezed from the middle, making her hardened nipples protrude even more. "I'm so addicted to them that I wouldn't mind sucking on them for eternity…" With that, he leaned down and took a deep, lingering suck on each one, drawing moans from Lucy as she arched her neck in response.

Lucy smiled, reveling in Cassian's praise disguised as complaints about the bad habits he'd developed because of her. It made her feel special, and she leaned closer, her curiosity piqued. "Tell me more," she urged playfully.

With a smirk, Cassian obliged. "Well, one of the first habits I picked up because of you has to be your lips. Those beautiful, soft lips that sucked on mine so hungrily…" He paused, his eyes darkening with desire as he recalled their first kiss back in the Scarlet City. "I wish I could have them on me all the time. You have no idea how addictive they are."

Lucy felt a thrill at his words, her cheeks warming. "Oh? So, my lips have that kind of power over you?" she teased, biting her lower lip.

"Absolutely," he replied, leaning in closer, his breath warm against her skin. "Every time you kiss me, it's like I'm drawn in all over again. I can't help but want more." He captured her gaze, and his expression turned serious for a moment. "It's not just the taste, but the way you kiss me—it's intoxicating."

Her heart raced as she absorbed his words, feeling flattered and desired all at once. "Well, I can't argue with that," she said, a playful smile on her lips. "Maybe I should give you another taste, then."

She pulled him in for another kiss, this time with a hunger that left no room for hesitation. Their lips met forcefully, and while it might have seemed intense to others, Lucy craved a deeper connection. Her tongue danced around his, coaxing him to suck on her as she pulled him in even closer. After a minute or two, she pulled back, her breath mingling with his as she smiled at the breathless Cassian. "By the way, you're surprisingly well-spoken for someone your age," she remarked playfully.

Cassian smiled at her compliment, silently thanking Master Russell for teaching him how to communicate better, especially after struggling with sword fighting. The master had believed Cassian might find a career in the service industry, and as luck would have it, he was indeed working in that field, whether as a servant to Lady Katherine or in law enforcement—both roles fit the bill.

'What the hell am I thinking?' he chided himself, shaking off the useless thoughts while a magnificent woman sat naked in his lap, watching him intently. Lucy broke the silence, her eyes sparkling. "Do you want me to take charge this time?"

"I would be delighted, Miss Lucy," Cassian replied, though he wasn't quite sure what she meant by that. But he was eager to find out as she smirked and leaned in for another wild, hungry kiss.