Warrior Training System-Chapter 485: A Mother of Questionable Morals (R-18)

"You’re at the front lines, right?" Lucy asked. She had only just recovered from an hour of constant orgasming a few minutes ago, yet Cassian was still clinging to her breasts, sucking on them as if he couldn’t get enough. His tongue flicked over her still-hard nipples while he nodded, guiding her leg over him as she wrapped her arms around him and pulled his body closer against hers.

"So you can guess where this war is heading?" she continued, her tone more serious now. "Tell me honestly... should my lady consider relocating back to the duchy if it isn’t safe here?"

Cassian stopped sucking her breast but kept his hands there, absently holding them as he looked up and said, "I can’t be sure. The cult has a lot of tricks up their sleeves. They’ve been stirring things up long before the war even began." He thought back to the incidents he’d been involved in so far—almost all of them somehow tied to the cult, even getting the system might have been part of it.

He continued, "I’m still fairly new to all of this, so I don’t really know what Magisteria City or the other forces fighting the cult have on their side. But centuries of preparation have to count for something, especially in this city. We’ve got a lot of powerhouses backing us—probably enough to handle the cult on our own. So compared to that, with the Ven Dyke Duchy and the royal family added in, I don’t think the cult stands a chance."

"Then why are people so haphazard... so scared?" she asked, worry in her voice.

Her body didn’t seem to share the same concern, though. Her fingers slipped into his hair, slowly scratching his scalp beneath the red strands, easing the tension from him, while his other hand moved behind her, rubbing along her back from her waist down to her butt.

Which were just as full as her breasts pressed against his face as he pushed into them a little more while answering, "Because even if the chances of losing are low, the war is still going to last for a while. If not years, then at least a year is normal... I think." Cassian said it based on what he’d heard from Wanni and the other sharper minds.

"It’s nothing to worry about while my lady lives here, in the Beacon of Knowledge. I’ve heard it’s some kind of magical artifact—even Domain Shapers can’t enter without permission."

"Well, then that’s good..." Lucy said, grabbing his hands where they rested on her butt and guiding them lower toward her backside. Cassian felt the damp heat there, her large cheeks pressed together, slick with sweat. His fingers brushed over the faint rim of hair and the softer, warmer skin beneath, understanding what she wanted as he pressed his finger against it and slowly pushed deeper. She moaned softly before asking, "What about you? Can’t you ask our lady to keep you out of danger?"

Cassian pushed his finger a little deeper, watching her moan and stretch her neck back as he said, "I can..." He slowly pulled it out, seeing her eyes close and hearing another soft moan before he added, "but I won’t." Then he pressed in again, studying her reaction closely as her leg tightened around him and her hands pulled him closer. The pressure made him feel slightly trapped, but it was a warmth he welcomed—her soft body around him, her breasts, her thighs, her stomach—everything about her.

"Why not? You’d be safe, far from the war. I know Circle Warriors are meant to face danger, but you’re still so young to be fighting in one..." she said again, looking worried.

The contrast felt strange—talking like this while holding each other so closely—but neither of them treated it as unusual. Cassian kept fingering her as he shifted her, guiding her to lie more fully over him while his other hand moved to spread her further.

"I don’t want to," he said. "This is the prime age to get a head start on the journey ahead. I want to become a Domain Shaper, Miss Lucy. I can’t become one by staying safe."

Now on top of him, her breasts pressed against his chest, she leaned down to kiss his neck, feeling his finger inside her more clearly as she said, "I tried, but if that’s what you want, it’s okay..."

Her hand slid between them, wrapping around his length and pressing it against her stomach as she sat up, making him pull his finger out of her. Her cheeks pressed together as she added, "Just don’t die before you become something impressive. I’d hate to have worried for nothing."

"I won’t disappoint you..." Cassian chuckled, then asked, "What about Viviene? Aren’t you worried about her? She’s fighting on the front lines too."

As he spoke, he felt her rubbing the head of his penis against her pubes, the contact sending a small shiver through him.

She didn’t stop, even though they were talking about her daughter. She smiled brightly, watching the thin string of fluid stretch between his penis and her hairy folds.

"I asked her too, but just like you, she was stubborn just like you...." she said, sounding slightly annoyed before her smile widened again. Guiding him, still slick with her fluids, toward her entrance, she slowly lowered her hips. "She’s been looking for a boyfriend for some time..."

Moaning softly as she sank down, she finished in a breathless voice, "Why don’t you take her on a date and try your luck..."

Cassian looked surprised as he grabbed her by the waist. "You wouldn’t mind?" he asked, making her frown in confusion as she placed her hands on his chest and lifted her hips. "She’s your daughter..."

"Why would I?" she replied with a wide smile. "It’d be fun sharing your dick with her."

She lifted her hips and dropped them again, making Cassian grin.

"You’re a bigger pervert than I thought," he said.