"Is Rowena being nice to you?" Katherine asked, her tone casual but with a curious glint in her eyes as she glanced down at Cassian, who was massaging her leg.
Cassian, glad to finally have some time with her after being apart for a while, nodded with a smile. His hands worked gently near her knees as he replied, "Yeah, Lady Rowena's been treating me well, my lady."
"Really?" Katherine pressed, her eyes flicking back to the book in her lap, though her tone betrayed her interest. She turned a page deliberately and added, "She hasn't made you do anything... weird, has she?"
Her words carried a bit worried undertone, though she maintained an air of nonchalance as if she were only half-paying attention to his response.
Cassian's lips curled into an amused smirk as he teased, "Weird how, my lady?" He didn't wait for Katherine's response, his tone playful as he went on, "You mean something unusual? Like making me clean her room without a shirt? Or training in her room.. also half-naked?"
Katherine's eyes widened in shock, her expression quickly shifting to one of fury. "Did she?" she demanded, her voice sharp.
Cassian couldn't hold back a chuckle as he shook his head. "No, she didn't," he replied, still grinning. His hands moved smoothly from her knees to her thighs, his touch confident yet deliberate. "Not like someone else I know," he added with a sly tone, "who has making me give her happy endings under the excuse of a 'medical procedure.'"
Katherine's cheeks flushed, though whether it was from indignation or something else, she didn't say. Instead, she narrowed her eyes at him, the book momentarily forgotten in her lap.
"But you know exactly what you're doing, and yet you still do it," Katherine said, her voice tinged with irritation as she set the book aside. Leaning forward, she grabbed Cassian's face firmly between her hands, her sharp smile carrying a dangerous edge. "And so what if I made you help me release? You're my servant, Cassian. You should've been doing it without me needing to make excuses in the first place."
Cassian's grin widened, unfazed by her commanding tone. "Well, I apologize, my lady. I didn't realize that was part of my duties," he said smoothly, his voice laced with mischief. His hand slid further up her thigh, brushing against the hem of her skirt with deliberate intent.
Katherine leaned in, her nose brushing against his as she smiled, her voice soft yet teasing. "No, no, it's too late for apologies..." she said, her tone dripping with playful satisfaction. Pressing a kiss to his cheek, she continued with a mischievous glint in her eyes, "You messed up, Cassian, and there's no escaping it now. So just sit back and take it like a good servant."
Before he could respond, her lips captured his in a firm, commanding kiss. Cassian, already lost in the moment, tightened his grip on her thighs, his touch filled with a growing intensity and need.
The massage sessions, especially the ones where Katherine stayed awake, had brought a new level of comfort between her and Cassian. It was clear in moments —how easily she initiated contact, how natural it felt. This wasn't the first time she'd stolen kisses from him, and it likely wouldn't be the last.
Some kisses happened in her lab, when Cassian visited her during late nights of work. Exhausted, she'd pull him close, claiming a kiss to "replenish her energy." Other times, it was sneakier, stolen moments away from prying eyes. For Cassian, it had become something of a routine—one he found himself enjoying. While much of what he did in his role could be exhausting, his time with Katherine was a rare source of relaxation and genuine happiness.
But it wasn't just Katherine. Lucy, too, held a special place in his life, and their time together was even more precious in its own way. However, with Laureen's sudden return, it had become increasingly difficult to find Lucy alone. Cassian couldn't help but think about how much he missed their "serious mouth-to-mouth talks," and he was determined to make time for her, no matter the challenges.
Not now, though, as Cassian was fully caught up in the moment with Katherine. Their lips were locked together, moving in a rhythm that spoke volumes, accompanied by the soft, wet sounds of their kiss. It wasn't just their mouths that communicated; their hands became part of the exchange, roaming over each other's bodies.
Their hands roamed, touching the parts of each other's bodies they craved to explore, aside from just their lips. Cassian's fingers traced the smooth curve of Katherine's thighs, while her hand gripped his neck, holding him in place. But soon, Katherine pulled back from the kiss, a playful smile tugging at her lips.
"Now, let's commence your punishment," she said, her voice laced with teasing authority.
Cassian smirked as he stood up and his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I thought it had already started..."
Katherine's eyes narrowed, and she puffed out her cheeks in mock frustration. "Is my kisses so bad? you think of them as your punishment?" she asked, her tone filled with mock indignation.
Cassian smirked, his eyes filled with mischief. "I don't know, let me try them again..." he said, leaning in and kissing her once more. His lips caught her by surprise, but the moment she felt his kiss, she melted into it, her delight clear.
As the kiss deepened, Cassian gently lifted her, his hands finding her waist as he stood, guiding her toward the bed. Katherine wrapped her arms around his head, pulling him closer, her lips meeting his in a deeper, more passionate kiss.
Cassian gently lowered them onto the bed, with Katherine positioned on top of him. She broke the kiss, her lips curling into a playful smile as she looked down at him. "What about now?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
Cassian, still looking unsatisfied, raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Hmm, I think I know if I try it once more," he said, his voice low with a hint of teasing.