It had become clear to Ravess what an orgasm was — at least in the way Cassian made Katherine experience them. She watched, tense and conflicted, as Katherine gave in again and again under his touch, her body reacting instinctively, voice breaking into moans and half-formed words, Cassian's name escaping her lips more than once. He kissed her like a man starved, and she responded like someone who'd forgotten how to resist. But now, even that had shifted. Cassian had changed their position — Katherine lay with a pillow under her stomach, keeping her hips slightly raised.
Cassian moved behind her, relentless, the creaking bed the only sound aside from the faint rhythm of their breaths and Katherine's whimpering moans.
"Ahh… nghh… ngh… slow down…" Katherine moaned, not caring if Ravess would wake up or not. Or perhaps they knew she was awake and simply didn't care.
Ravess, however, was conflicted. She had wanted to storm out of the room after the first hour of watching them, but couldn't bring herself to do it—partly out of embarrassment, and partly out of fear of being labeled a pervert. Still, she kept watching them constantly, even as she began to feel something stir between her thighs.
It was a tingle she couldn't quite scratch and a growing wetness she had never experienced before. At first, she thought it might be the urge to relieve herself, but as a Circle Warrior, she had full control over such things. That only made her more confused about why it was happening—until she started rubbing her thighs together. The sensation intensified, her heartbeat quickening as the tingling feeling grew more persistent… and strangely addictive. It didn't help that the two in front of her were fully immersed in what they were doing—touching every part of each other, kissing, even the occasional slap. Well, only Katherine got slapped, but Ravess noticed something else—Katherine seemed to enjoy it.
'Why would anyone enjoy getting hurt?' she asked herself, finding the sight of someone being slapped on the butt strange. But there were many other things the two did that she found just as odd—the intense kissing, Katherine letting her breasts be touched and sucked, allowing her servant to treat her body so freely, almost like it was his to play with.
Katherine's pale skin was marked in several places—reddened from kisses, bites, and especially from the slaps on her butt for those reasons.
But despite everything, she found herself strangely drawn into what they were doing, even starting to like some of it. Her hand eventually slipped between her thighs, trying to ease the persistent tingling. She was surprised by how wet it felt—more than she expected—and slightly slick. A soft moan escaped her as her fingers brushed against the sensitive folds, though she quickly held herself back. As she adjusted to the sensation that made her body tremble, her eyes drifted back to the two. Cassian was still moving steadily, each motion making ripples along Katherine's lower back. Katherine had clenched the bedsheets tightly, her red hair damp with sweat, her face turned toward Ravess with eyes rolled back.
"nghhh..." A loud moan escaped as Katherine's hands clenched the sheets tighter, her body jolting—Ravess assumed it was another orgasm. She then noticed Cassian grunt, likely reaching his own climax. But unlike before doing it inside her, he pulled out and released his semen onto Katherine's reddened lower back and curves.
'That's... a lot,' Ravess thought, surprised by the amount—nearly a quarter of a glass, even after doing it multiple times already. Her surprise grew, recalling how her husband never released even half that much, even during his first time.
As Ravess looked away from the trailing essence on Katherine's back, her eyes briefly caught Cassian's satisfied expression. He stood near Katherine's face, still holding his length—now slick with their combined fluids. Katherine, as if well-practiced, had already opened her mouth with a pleased expression, taking him in and cleaning him thoroughly, the soft sounds of suction reaching even Ravess's bed.
Cassian let out a low moan as Katherine continued, and after a minute, she finally released him—his skin now free of anything except a faint trace of her saliva. He gently brushed her hair back as she swallowed whatever she had collected from him without hesitation.
Katherine nodded, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she laid back, clearly unwilling to leave the moment just yet. Cassian smiled gently at her, his voice calm as he reminded, "You still have to head to your lab, my lady. But don't worry, I'll be here tonight... and tomorrow as well."
"Yeah, I know..." she replied, still a bit disappointed, her voice trailing off. She raised her arms slightly, adding, "Take me to the washroom..."
With a soft smile, Cassian nodded, carefully lifting her trembling body into his arms. As she kissed him, their lips lingering for a moment, the bathroom door just a few steps from her bed, Ravess quickly closed her eyes. She didn't want to watch them as they moved toward the door, but she opened them again once she heard the door softly click shut, letting out a quiet sigh.
She wasn't concerned about what was going to happen there. Looking at the closed door, she muttered, 'Lady Katherine is so weird.' As she muttered this, she lifted the blanket and glanced between her thighs. Even though she was wearing pants, there were visible signs of moisture, even a string forming between her thighs as she widened them. After just a minute or two, her hands had become noticeably damp.
"Why?" she asked herself, thinking about the reason for it. Not just the wetness, but also why it happened and why it felt different. She was still contemplating this when the door opened, and she heard, "What's that you've got there?" She quickly let go the blanket and closing her thighs.
She blushed, noticing Cassian staring at her with a smile. Fortunately, he was still wearing pants, but the rest of his body was bare and sweaty from just a moment ago. "Why are you naked? Don't you have any shame?" she asked, looking away as she sat up, keeping the blanket over her damp thighs.
Cassian shook his head as he reached for a water bottle from the table near Katherine's bed. "I don't, but neither do you..." he said with a slight smirk, catching Ravess off guard as she looked at him in confusion.
He paused, glancing at her, and added, "Or why would you have pretended to be asleep while watching us?"
Ravess's face flushed red, caught off guard by his words. Cassian went into the washroom without another word, leaving her to silently clench the sheets in embarrassment. She couldn't believe she'd been caught. She wondered, 'did Lady also know?'
If she knew, Ravess wouldn't even know how to react in front of her. She'd probably die of embarrassment if Katherine even brought it up.