Being delicate (R-18)

Cassian stood there, baffled, watching as Katherine, without a hint of hesitation, slipped out of her skirt, leaving only her red lace panties covering her lower half. The rest of her legs were bare, and she wore a loose top as she settled on the bed. "Do whatever you want," she said, her eyes closing. "Just don't ask me, and try not to wake me. If I move around, just keep massaging."

Presented with such an unexpected opportunity, Cassian didn't quite know how to react. His eyes lingered on her soft, smooth thighs, but after a deep gulp, he cautiously reached out and began to caress them gently. "I'll be as delicate as possible. Good night, my lady," he whispered, a wide smile crossing his face as he moved to massage her feet.

Katherine smirked softly at his words but kept her eyes closed, letting him work.