It was late in the afternoon, nearly evening, when Cassian's eyes fluttered open from a deep sleep. His vision was blurry at first, and he noticed a figure moving in front of him, shifting from black to a soft pink hue. Confusion settled in for a moment, but as his sight cleared, he realized it wasn't a color change—it was someone undressing before him.
It was none other than Laureen, as he recognized from her orange-brown hair neatly tied into a bun and the familiar maid's uniform. Now, however, she stood before him in nothing but a delicate beige lace undergarment, which she was slowly peeling away. Cassian's drowsiness vanished in an instant as she slid off the bottom piece first, leaving him wide awake. Yet, he remained perfectly still, not wanting her to realize he was watching. His gaze lingered as she shifted slightly, giving him an unintended glimpse of the space between her thighs and the curve of her buttocks.
But even without a full view, the sight of her round, plump backside was more than enough to make him grateful for waking up at this moment. Next, she unhooked her bra, letting it slide off and exposing the smooth curves of her back. Unfortunately, she didn't turn around, denying him the view he truly desired.
As Cassian took in her bare form, memories stirred—she was the first to ever make him reach release, yet he had never confronted her about it afterward. Now seemed like the perfect opportunity, especially since no one else appeared to be in the room. Sitting up, he cleared his throat deliberately. "mmmmm…"
Laureen jolted in surprise, her bare body tensing as she quickly turned to look at him. One arm pressed against her chest in an attempt to cover herself, while the other rested between her squeezed thighs. Her wide, shocked expression met Cassian's amused gaze as he took in the sight before him. Her arms barely managed to shield her modest breasts—not as large as Lucy's or Katherine's, but on her petite frame, they appeared perfectly proportioned, something Cassian certainly appreciated.
After a moment of stunned silence, she finally spoke, her voice laced with embarrassment. "When did you wake up?"
"Just now..." Cassian said, still staring at her. Laureen quickly stepped back, grabbing her clothes and pressing them against her chest, but he could still see everything behind the thin fabric.
"Come on, drop the act. You were undressing right here, in the open. Pretty obvious you wanted me to see." He stepped off the bed, moving toward her with a smirk.
Laureen bit her lip, trying to hide the grin creeping onto her face. "Oh, please. I was just in a hurry..." She looked away, pretending not to care.
"Yeah, sure. In a hurry to flash me so I'd hurry up and jump you?" He chuckled, getting closer.
Then, just when she thought he was about to grab her, he suddenly turned around. Laureen blinked, surprised. "Huh?"
Cassian shot her a smirk as he headed toward the washroom. "Too bad for you, I'm not a stupid child anymore. If you want it, you're gonna have to ask for it."
Laureen watched Cassian walk into the bathroom, amused. He had clearly caught onto her plan—but that didn't mean she was done. And she definitely wasn't shy about asking.
Without hesitation, she let the clothes drop and followed him, a playful grin on her lips. "Alright, you got me..." she admitted, making Cassian pause just as he reached the bathroom door.
Instead of waiting for a response, she strolled back to the bed, laying down before spreading her legs wide, holding them under her knees to keep them open. The bold move caught Cassian completely off guard. His eyes widened as she looked straight at him, her voice sultry yet teasing. "So, Cassian... can you please fuck me?"
Cassian stood frozen, peeking from the bathroom door, eyes locked on the sight before him. His gaze trailed down, catching glimpses of the soft hair between her thighs, though he couldn't see everything clearly. His throat felt dry, and his mind blanked for a moment.
Seeing his stunned expression, Laureen raised a brow. "You said I just had to ask. Well, I asked. Now... are you gonna fuck me or not?"
Cassian walked toward her with a wide grin, peeling off his shirt as he spoke. "Of course, I'm gonna give it to you..."
By the time he reached the bed, his pants had already been discarded, leaving him bare, his hardened length standing proudly between her spread legs. His hands slid over her soft thighs, appreciating the contrast—thicker compared to her petite frame. He liked the natural imbalance, the way her curves stood out, especially her round, plump buttocks, which were just as big as Katherine's—maybe even bigger—despite Laureen being shorter in height. And he loved it.
As he squeezed both cheeks, his smirk widened, eyes trailing down to the soft brown curls between her legs. Her almond-colored skin was stunning, and the contrast of her slightly darker folds peeking through the trimmed bush only made the sight more enticing.
"And, I'm gonna give it to you real hard..." he murmured, gaze flicking up to meet hers. "But first, let me have a taste."
Without waiting for a response, he lowered himself between her legs, smirking as his mouth parted. Instead of teasing, he went straight for it, lips wrapping around the top of her folds as he sucked, drawing a surprised moan from her.
Laureen let out a breathy chuckle between her moans, gazing down at him through the peaks of her chest. Her breasts were full, naturally perky, shaped like soft oval cones, with beautiful pinkish nipples that stood firm.
"Why just a taste? Have as much as you want—I don't mind..." she purred, releasing her grip on her legs and resting them on his shoulders. One hand found its way to his head, fingers tangling in his hair as she guided him exactly where she wanted.
Cassian didn't need to be told twice. His mouth latched onto her folds hungrily, tongue stroking up and down before slipping between them. Laureen's moans grew louder, her body trembling under his touch. She looked down at him, panting, already breathless with pleasure.
"God... who taught you that?" she managed to say between moans, her voice laced with excitement.