Warrior Training System

"Well then, show me," Sher said after a moment of thought.

Cassian's lips curled into a confident smile as he replied, "Let me finish with your back first… then I'll prove to you that beauty like yours never fades."

Sher looked amused but nodded, letting him work his magic on her back. Since he had already massaged it earlier, he didn't linger too long—just a few minutes, enough to draw out soft moans and let her body sink deeper into relaxation.

"Now, can you turn over, Commandant?" Cassian asked, his voice smooth yet firm.

Sher had nearly dozed off under his touch, but his words pulled her back. With a drowsy smile, she rolled onto her back without hesitation. Her ample bosom swayed slightly with the movement, soft yet full, her pinkish nipples slightly puffy and already firm, as she lay before him, waiting for him to prove just how desirable she still was.

Cassian caught the hint, a faint flush creeping onto his face as he hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"What I'm about to do is indecent… and it may even offend you," he admitted, his voice steady but laced with anticipation. "But This is the only way I can make you see, just how desirable you still are."

With that, he unbuttoned his pants. Sher's eyes widened in surprise as a massive bulge strained against the fabric before springing free—thick, veiny, and already glistening at the tip. It was easily the largest she had ever seen.

She stared for a few moments before quickly looking away, her cheeks tinged red as she asked, "What… what are you doing?"

Cassian smirked as he tucked himself back into his pants, though the unmistakable bulge remained.

"I've been this hard since the moment I walked into this room… and even back in your office when I massaged you earlier," he admitted with a confident grin.

With his arousal still evident, the large bulge pressing against his pants, Cassian moved closer, gently guiding her to lay back. His voice was low and confident as he said, "Now, let me show you just how desirable you are to me… so you'll understand that letting me massage you isn't just a favor—it's an honor."

As he began kneading her shoulders, Sher remained stunned, her face flushed with a deep blush. Sitting just above her head, he leaned forward, his strong hands working her tense muscles. But with her bare chest exposed and uncovered, her eyes kept drifting downward—drawn helplessly to the prominent outline in his pants, making her blush even deeper.

Sher had wanted Cassian to be aroused by her, but now that she saw just how much he was, embarrassment flooded through her. Technically, she had seduced a much younger man, well just a kid—and now, she was lying bare before him, letting him touch her while his impressive hardness remained obvious, something he had even shown her outright.

She wasn't sure how to feel. She wanted to keep receiving his massages—Cassian had even called it a privilege—but doubts still lingered. After all, he was just horny teenager. Was he truly aroused because of her, or was it simply the excitement of seeing a naked woman up close for the first time?

'Is he really this hard because of me?' she wondered, her gaze drifting back to the obvious shape in his pants. Her breath hitched slightly as she unconsciously tried to gauge its full size, unable to ignore just how prominent it was.

Meanwhile, Cassian continued massaging her shoulders, still avoiding her breasts—but it was hard to ignore the way his hips subtly moved, his crotch hovering just above her face, almost as if he was doing it on purpose.

But Sher didn't catch on to his subtle movements—she was too caught up in her own conflicting emotions. She didn't want him to stop massaging her, but knowing he was this aroused from doing so was both uncomfortable and oddly thrilling. A strange heat stirred inside her, making her squeeze her thighs together as she hesitantly asked, "Were you really this hard for me?"

Cassian smirked, as if his plan had worked perfectly. Nodding, he replied, "Yeah. Who else would it be for?"

"Why?" Sher questioned, her voice carrying genuine disbelief.

Cassian chuckled at that—her first question had already answered this one. With an amused glint in his eyes, he leaned in slightly and said, "Commander Sher, why don't you believe me? You're hot."

Sher's lips parted slightly, her blush deepening. She wanted to argue, to insist that she was too old, that her body wasn't what it used to be—but Cassian's unwavering gaze made her hesitate. His hands were still on her shoulders, his fingers kneading into her muscles with deliberate care, but there was a lingering heat in his touch, a slow, teasing drag of his thumbs that sent little shivers down her spine.

She swallowed hard. "You're just saying that."

Cassian leaned down, his breath warm against her ear as he murmured, "Am I?" His hands slid lower, tracing the line of her collarbone before gliding down to her upper arms, his touch slow and deliberate. "Because I don't think I've ever been this hard for a woman I didn't want."

As Cassian reached out to squeeze her breasts, Sher flinched slightly, letting out a soft moan. She was in no way a shy woman, and she wasn't about to start now. Rubbing her thighs together, she gave a teasing smile and said, "Well, if you're this hard because of me, it's only right that I help you relieve it…" Her hand trailed down, caressing the thick bulge in his pants.

Cassian was momentarily surprised, but he didn't waste a second. Shifting to the side, he let her hand follow the outline of his arousal, smirking as he said, "Finally, I was waiting for some kind of sign… and grabbing my cock definitely counts as one, doesn't it?"

His grip on her breasts became more eager, more indulgent, as he kneaded them with a shameless hunger. Sher chuckled at his reaction, realizing she might not have been the one seducing him after all. As he leaned in, aiming for her lips, she placed a hand on his chest and stopped him.

"No kisses," she said firmly, meeting his eyes with a knowing look. "Everything else is fine."