"Let's just get this over with…" Cassandra muttered as she stepped into the room, already starting to remove her armor. Behind her, Cassian followed, an amused smile playing on his lips. Unlike her, he wore nothing beneath his armor, making the process swift. Once free of it, he turned his attention to her.
"Don't be like that," he teased, stepping closer to help her strip off. As he lifted her shirt, exposing her bare upper body, she raised her arms to make it easier. Cassian, however, seized the moment, holding her arms in place as he leaned in to kiss her exposed armpits.
Without hesitation, he licked the sensitive skin, completely unfazed by any hint of dirt or sweat. "You're making it sound is some boring chore," he murmured between kisses, his voice low and playful.
He ignored her protests, his focus entirely on the task at hand. Sucking on her smooth armpit, he left it tingling before moving to the other. The moment his tongue brushed against her skin, Cassandra jerked, a soft moan escaping her lips as the unexpected sensation sent a shiver through her.
"As it's only our second time, why make it sound like that?" he asked, his tone teasing yet deliberate. He leaned in closer, a smirk tugging at his lips as he continued, "Don't tell me it's because I couldn't satisfy you last time?"
With her arms now raised on their own, his hands were free to roam. They slipped down into her already unbuttoned pants, but instead of pulling them off, he took his time, squeezing her buttocks with palpable need. He pressed her against himself, his movements firm yet controlled.
While Cassandra, caught off guard, found herself at a loss for words, unsure how to respond to his question.
She could admit he had satisfied her—it was the truth—but saying it would only encourage him to pursue her again. On the other hand, denying it would be a lie, one she didn't mind telling, as she was determined not to let this happen again after today.
"Yes, you didn't," she snapped sharply, her voice cutting through the tension. "Now stop licking me like a dog and hurry up, minuteman!"
Lowering her arm to push him away, she tried to create some distance, but his hand remained firmly inside her pants, squeezing her. The motion threw her off balance, causing her to stumble toward him instead. Cassian didn't let go, holding her securely even as she attempted to push him back, his grip ensuring she stayed close.
Cassian's face lit up with amusement at her sharp retort, a mischievous smirk spreading across his lips. "Well then, today I'm not stopping until you say you're satisfied…" he said, his voice low and teasing. Brushing his lips lightly against hers, he added with a playful glint in his eyes, "No, scratch that—I won't even stop then."
Before she could fully process his words, he captured her lips in a firm, hungry kiss, leaving her momentarily stunned. Her surprise melted away quickly as his determination overpowered her hesitation, though she would surely regret indulging him later.
For now, she surrendered to his kiss, her lips moving eagerly against his. His hands roamed down to her hips, molding and squeezing her soft curves with possessive intent. Her pants began to slip, exposing the edges of her black panties, which were now caught snugly between her buttocks as Cassian continued to knead and tease her with unabated focus.
Her hand rested on his head as she kissed him back, no longer caring if he realized how much she wanted this too. Slowly, they moved toward the bed, Cassian guiding her to sit first. As he pulled back from her lips, her head instinctively followed, trying to capture his mouth again, only to find him crouching between her legs.
With a teasing smile, he slipped her pants off, spreading her thighs apart with deliberate ease. The motion released a sweet, intoxicating aroma that made his head spin. The warmth between her thighs was evident, the skin slick and sticky from the long build-up of arousal, even more so than the faint sheen under her arms.
His mouth watered at the sight, his hands trailing slowly up her trembling thighs. Cassandra, flustered, tried to close her legs in embarrassment, but Cassian was having none of it. He gently but firmly parted them again, pulling down her panties in one smooth motion. The fabric was soaked, glistening with her desire, and his smirk widened as he held her gaze.
Cassian didn't insist on coaxing her into revealing more. Instead, he stood up smoothly, grabbing her legs and lifting them effortlessly, causing Cassandra to fall back onto the bed with a surprised expression. His grin was playful as he said, "It's still noon. We'll be done by tomorrow noon—sound good to you?"
Without waiting for an answer, he spread her legs wider, stretching them back slightly, exposing her completely. Cassandra, trying to suppress her excitement, bit her lip to hide a smile. Her eyes kept darting to his hardened length, now resting just above her silver-tinted curls.
She barely registered his words, her voice soft and distracted as she nodded. "It's fine…"
Cassian smiled amusingly, nodding as he began sliding his length against her damp curls, moving back and forth in a teasing rhythm. The friction drew soft moans from Cassandra, her body reacting instinctively. He smiled at her excited expression.
"I'm just warming it up," he said with a smirk. "It's not going in —it needs to be ready."
Cassandra raised her head slightly, glancing down at his length as it glided over her sensitive skin. Feeling its weight and size pressing against her, her eyes widened in shock. She muttered under her breath, almost to herself, 'It can get even bigger?'
"Then hurry up and get it ready. I don't want to lie here naked under you any longer than I have to," she said, pressing her thighs against his chest and her hips against his crotch. Her voice carried a hint of hesitation as she added, "Should I… do something if it's not working?"
Cassian's smile widened at her words, his amusement evident as he looked down at her.