With his stomach full from breakfast, the morning's training started to catch up with Cassian, making him feel lazy. He lay back with a satisfied smile. "You seem content," Katherine said, glancing at him with a smile of her own.
Cassian nodded and, stretching lazily, replied, "Food after training always feels the best." Then, moving toward her legs, he added, "Now, should I pick up where I left off, or start over, my lady?"
"You can pick up from where you left," Katherine said with a smirk as she returned to her book.
Cassian settled back between her legs, starting with slow, deliberate movements to warm up her muscles. As he slid her gray skirt up, fully exposing both her legs to the knees, he gently lifted one leg and rested it on his shoulder, surprising Katherine with the bold gesture.
Katherine remained silent, and Cassian sighed inwardly in relief. He glanced at her foot resting on his shoulder. The technique he claimed to have developed was real, but it hadn't been his creation—it was the system that had merged skills from both massage books to form it. While he wasn't lying about the technique itself, the "improvement" came more from the system's work than his own.
If Katherine ever asked how this was an improvement, the system had already provided him with some information to justify it—something about improving blood circulation. That was why he had confidently claimed to have made improvements, allowing him to indulge in some of his more questionable desires without Katherine realizing.
That was his plan, at least. But if Cassian ever found out that Katherine had been aware of his true intentions all along, he'd probably be shocked—likely dropping to his knees to beg for mercy.
Thankfully, Katherine didn't seem inclined to make him do that. With a slightly amused smile, she relaxed into his massage, which was admittedly much better than the usual ones, all while waiting for his real objective to surface.
She soon realized what he was after, though. After massaging her legs, lifting and repositioning them several times, her skirt, which had been bunched up at her knees, slipped down to her stomach. Her legs were now fully exposed, along with her panties—plain gray, matching her skirt, and not the lacy kind she usually wore.
Cassian tensed up immediately when it happened, fully prepared to apologize and insist it was an accident. But to his surprise, Katherine didn't react at all. He was both shocked and relieved, quickly stealing just a passing glance at her panties before looking away. He made sure not to linger, not wanting to risk giving any hint that might make her suspect him of being a pervert.
Cassian continued massaging Katherine's legs, keeping his hands focused on her calves even though his mind wandered to what lay beyond. Katherine noticed the hesitation, and with an amused smile, she broke the silence. "You've really improved the technique," she said, her tone impressed. Cassian felt a surge of pride as she continued, "But enough with my legs, focus on my thighs.
They've been feeling tense today."
Cassian blinked, feeling his heart race slightly at the opportunity she had just presented. He swallowed, quickly masking his excitement. "To properly massage your thighs with the improved technique, I'd have to get... a bit closer, my lady," he explained, his voice cautious yet hopeful.
Katherine's smile widened, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Like I said before, if it takes away the tension, I don't mind. I'd even sleep with someone if it meant peace. And this? Well, this is just you getting a little closer," she teased, giving him the permission he'd been waiting for.
Cassian was momentarily shocked by Katherine's remark about sleeping with anyone if it meant getting rid of her restlessness. She had never said something like that before. If she had, he might've boldly offered his services much sooner. Shaking off the shock, Cassian reminded himself that she probably said it casually and didn't mean anything serious by it.
Still, her words echoed in his mind, sending a thrill through him.
Determined to focus on the task at hand, he slid a bit further between her legs, settling into a position where his legs spread around hers. His crotch was now just inches away from touching her. Katherine's legs spread around him, and with care, Cassian gently lifted one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder. The motion caused her hips to rise slightly from the bed.
Her leg hung in a relaxed yet enticing manner—half of it resting behind his back, with her thigh positioned close to him. Her knee rested more firmly on his shoulder, creating a comfortable but suggestive pose. Cassian, keen on keeping her comfortable, quickly grabbed a pillow and slipped it beneath her raised hips, supporting her as he adjusted his grip.
With her hips slightly elevated and one leg on his shoulder, Cassian started to knead her thigh, his hands moving more confidently now, knowing she had practically invited him to continue.
Now, Cassian was much closer than before, and the fact that Katherine was fully aware made his excitement grow. As he squeezed her thighs, he couldn't help but glance at her panties. They were made of thinner, lower-quality fabric, outlining her crotch in more detail.
The shape of what Cassian could only think of as her vagina was more pronounced, and to his surprise, a few strands of her pubic hair peeked out, revealing that they were the same striking red as the hair on her head.
He was surprised because, despite being a redhead himself, his pubic hair was black. He didn't dwell on it for long, though, as he focused on massaging her thighs, kneading them firmly from the innermost parts near her crotch to the back of her butt. Without removing the leg already resting on his shoulder, he lifted her other leg onto his opposite shoulder, causing her hips to rise slightly more.
Taking advantage of this, Cassian slipped another pillow underneath her for support.
Katherine, caught a bit off guard by the new position, chuckled with an amused tone, "Well, it's certainly closer than I thought."
Hearing this, Cassian froze, his hands resting on her butt as a genuine look of surprise crossed his face. "If my lady is uncomfortable, we can stop," he said, concern lacing his tone.
Katherine looked up from her book, noticing the worry etched on his features. She shook her head. "No, keep going. It feels nice. Just let me adjust a bit," she replied, shifting her position. She pressed herself closer to Cassian, resting half of her weight on his lap while the other half remained on the pillow beneath her.
This unexpected move caught Cassian off guard, leaving him momentarily shocked.