Warrior Training System

"Do I lick this part first?" Lumine asked, squatting in the river, both hands wrapped around Cassian's penis, stroking it. Her eyes locked on its big head, barely able to grip it properly, the weight of it making her nervous about putting it in her mouth, based on stuff she'd heard.

Thing was, she had no clue how to do it right, but lucky for her, Cassian knew the deal—not from doing it himself, but from plenty of women who'd gone down on him, some of them damn good at it.

"Yeah, just roll your tongue around it, get it wet with your spit… all over, start with the head if you can," Cassian said. Lumine hesitated, her tongue coated with saliva as she gave the head of his penis a few tentative licks, clearly unsure. Cassian was into it, though—not much sensation yet, but seeing her face down there, her silver hair wet and her hesitant tongue circling the head, was enough. As she got more comfortable, she stopped holding back, using her lips to suck lightly, her tongue working inside them, making Cassian groan. He put his hands on her head, guiding her to the spots he wanted, not yet pushing her to take the whole thing in her mouth.

"Now go down… slurp it up…" Cassian said, his voice rough. Lumine did as he asked, her lips moving after he'd been sucking her chest earlier. She'd been stroking his member, and Cassian was close to losing it, holding back because he wanted her mouth to finish the job. But as her lips slid up and down one side of his shaft, her hands still working, he wasn't sure he could keep control much longer. When Lumine reached the head again, sucking harder, his hips bucked, and he came hard, shooting into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out, caught off guard, his load filling her up.

From Lumine's perspective, the warm rush of Cassian's semen filling her mouth hit her like a shock. At first, it felt gross, her instinct to gag kicking in hard, but then she caught the look on his face—pure satisfaction, his eyes half-closed, a groan escaping him. Something about it flipped a switch in her, a weird sense of pride washing over her as she kept going, swallowing more as he kept releasing. She sucked harder, drawing it out, his hips jerking in response, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. It slid toward her throat, the thick head—big as a tennis ball—stretching her, making her eyes tear up from the strain.

But she didn't pull back. The heat of it, the way it filled her throat, sparked something confusing in her core, a burning sensation she couldn't quite place. It wasn't supposed to feel good, not with something this intense, but for some damn reason, she was into it, her body reacting even as her mind scrambled to make sense of it. Her milky skin flushed hot, her silver pubic hair matted against her pelvis, her muscular thighs flexing as she stayed crouched in the river, her toned stomach tightening with each gulp.

Cassian's hands held Lumine's head, guiding her as he kept unloading, his hips bucking, each thrust making her throat tighten around him. When he finally finished, Lumine pulled back, his penis still dribbling semen, leaving a trail across her throat and tongue. She opened her mouth to show him, the mess staining her chin as she stroked him, coaxing more onto her tongue, pooling there. "Mmm…" she hummed, as Cassian watched it drip down her throat.

"Fuck, that's hot," he muttered.

Lumine, done wringing him out and swallowing the rest, looked up, surprised. "Really? What, me gulping your load or taking it down my throat?"

"All of it," Cassian said, as she kept stroking his now-soft cock. "Stop that if you don't want me to make you go again."

Lumine smirked, easing up on stroking Cassian's limp cock, her fingers still wrapped around it as she wiped her chin with the back of her other hand.

"Guess I did alright for my first try," she said, her voice teasing but still a bit hoarse from the effort.

Cassian leaned back against the boulder, catching his breath, a lazy grin on his face. "Alright? You're a fuckin' natural," he said, shaking his head. "Keep that up, and I'm gonna be useless for the rest of the day."

"Yeah, that's all you're getting today," Lumine said, stepping out of the river. She took a final dip, rinsing her mouth, as Cassian trailed behind her. "Don't flush my hopes for more action. Even if you're done, at least let a guy dream about it."

He watched her slip on her dark red panties—simple, but a bit small, hugging her peachy ass tightly, leaving him a little bummed that the view was covered for now. Not ready to lose access completely, he reached out, grabbing her breasts, giving them a full squeeze while kissing her neck. Lumine swatted at him. "Cut it out, we're late. The team's probably already headed back."

Lumine swatted at Cassian again, but he didn't let go, his hands still on her breasts, fingers teasing her nipples, already hard from the cold river water.

"C'mon, just a bit longer," Cassian said, smirking, his lips brushing her neck as he rolled her nipple between his fingers, giving it a light pinch. "Team can wait. They're probably still scrubbing their own asses."

Lumine groaned, half-annoyed, half-giving in, her thighs twitching as she stood on the bank. "You're such a pain," she muttered, but didn't shove him off, her hand lingering on his arm. "We're already late, dumbass. You want us to get chewed out?"

"Let 'em yell," Cassian said, squeezing her breast again, his other hand grazing her abs, feeling the taut muscle under her pale skin. "Worth it for a few more minutes of this."

Lumine smirked, shoving Cassian aside to slip out of his grip. "Maybe for you, not me."

Cassian chuckled as she darted off. "Next time I catch you, I ain't letting go that easy, just so you know."

Lumine, now a bit farther, threw him a middle finger while pulling on her clothes, making him laugh. He tugged on his own gear, and they headed back to camp separately, keeping it low-key so no one would guess they'd been "washing up" together.