"If you try anything weird, I swear I'll kick you in the face—hard," Lumine warned, lying down on the bed with her back facing up. Her tone was serious, and her glare made it clear she wasn't joking, even as she prepared to let Cassian give her a massage.
Cassian smirked but didn't respond. He placed his hands on her shoulders, starting the massage, but as his eyes wandered, his thoughts began to stray. At first, he had no intentions beyond helping her relax, but now… well, now things were different.
Her athletic fra caught his attention—well-defined muscles beneath her snug clothes that hugged her figure perfectly. The curve of her back was pronounced, narrowing into her slim yet toned waist, and below that, her full, rounded rear. Her muscular thighs were just as eye-catching, powerful and shapely. It was… distracting, to say the least.
As his hands worked on her shoulders, Cassian's focus wavered, and rational thought started to slip away, bit by bit.
"Ohhh shit..." Lumine blurted out, surprise lacing her voice as Cassian's hands firmly squeezed the tension out of her shoulders, right near her neck. Her body tensed for a mont before lting under his touch. Her wide, surprised eyes quickly shifted to a mix of shock and excitent. "You're... really good at this," she admitted, sounding almost impressed.
Cassian smirked, his hands never stopping. "That's just the warm-up. Give a minute, and you'll see what I can really do," he teased, moving his attention to her front shoulders.
His hands worked thodically, kneading down to her biceps. Cassian couldn't help but notice how firm and well-defined her muscles were, a testant to her intense training. As he massaged her, he couldn't ignore the comparison to his own progress—his muscles had started developing nicely from training, though he couldn't help but wish his height would catch up a little faster.
Cassian couldn't help but wish he were tall enough to et this beautiful, tall girl face-to-face—maybe it'd make things easier when dealing with her. But for now, he had his "magic hands" and the massage techniques etched firmly in his mind to bridge the gap.
As he worked on Lumine, she practically lted into the bed, her blissful smile lighting up her face. Her shoulders released all the tension they had been holding, the warmth of his hands soothing her tired muscles. Wherever his fingers traveled, it felt like a wave of relaxation she hadn't experienced in years—not since she was a carefree kid.
"Damn, Cassian, you've got magic hands. You should totally open a massage parlor—you'd be rich," Lumine said, her voice muffled by the pillow as she sank deeper into the bed.
Cassian smirked. "Appreciate the praise, but you know I'm gonna charge you for this, right?"
She turned her head slightly, shooting him a side glance. "Oh yeah? How much?" Her tone was playful, clearly not taking him seriously.
His hands stopped working, making her whine in protest. "Depends," he said with a smirk. "How much are you willing to pay?"
Lumine stared at him, her brows furrowed in confusion. When it hit her that he was serious, her jaw dropped. "Wait, you actually want to
pay
for a massage? A massage you
offered
? You're seriously charging your friend?"
Cassian just nodded, a smug grin on his face.
"Unbelievable," she muttered, flipping over onto her back and glaring up at him. "You're such an asshole."
Still, not wanting to miss out on the rest of the massage, she sighed dramatically and added, "Fine. Greedy bastard... I'll give you one silver. Now get back to work."
"I don't need money," Cassian said, shaking his head as his hands moved to her thighs. With a sly grin, he added, "Just return the favor and give a massage later."
Lumine chuckled, adjusting herself slightly and spreading her thighs just enough to let him work comfortably. "Deal," she said casually, her tone amused.
Cassian, however, was already lost. His fingers pressed into the firm, muscular surface of her thighs, marveling at their size and strength. They were impressively built, probably even a bit bigger than Katherine's or Lucy's, yet perfectly proportioned to her athletic fra. The well-defined muscles under his palms sent a wave of heat through him, making it increasingly difficult to keep his thoughts... professional.
He hadn't realized muscles on a woman could be this enticing until now. As he tried to wrap both hands around one of her thighs, he couldn't even co close—there was a noticeable gap between his fingers. Her thighs were just that solid and thick. The thought of seeing them bare crossed his mind, tempting him more than it should.
But he shook off the distraction for now. First things first—getting her completely relaxed. A relaxed woman is always easier to convince... or so he told himself.
As Cassian worked his hands over Lumine's thighs, his thoughts wandered to what other fun he could have with them. He quickly moved on to her lower legs, finishing up faster than usual—he was starting to feel the fatigue himself. Even though Lumine wasn't a trained masseuse like him, he couldn't deny the appeal of having soone—preferably a beautiful woman—dab at his sore muscles. Surely, that alone would speed up his recovery, or so he liked to think.
The re idea of a massage was enough to make his muscles feel a little looser. 'I should ask Lady Katherine to give one soti...' he mused, smirking at the thought. He wasn't sure if she'd be annoyed or amused by the request, but he knew she was skilled in the sa techniques he'd mastered. And given how much she—and everyone else—loved his massages, he was curious to experience the magic for himself.
For now, though, his job was done. Lumine remained sprawled on the bed, utterly blissed out. Even the noise of loud cries from outside their room didn't seem to disturb her peace. She just lay there, as if floating in a serene oasis.
Cassian, on the other hand, flopped down next to her and nudged her lightly. "Alright, your turn. Massage now," he said with a grin.
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