City of Witches Chapter 100

Siwoo laid Yebin down on the bed.

He raised both her arms above her head, crossed her wrists, and pinned them down with one hand.

He wedged her lower body between his legs so she couldn't close them, and kneaded her soft breasts as if they were his own.

“Ah... mmm... haaah....”

Even though his cock had already ejaculated several times today, its vigor hadn't diminished in the slightest.

Rather, it felt several times more rigid and throbbing than anything he'd felt before.

He thoroughly enjoyed the tender flesh inside Yebin's delicate Boji with that cock, pressing his hips down firmly again and again.

“Hah... ugh...!”

He didn't have complex thoughts.

From the start, Siwoo wasn't capable of high-level thinking right now.

The treatment wasn't even half complete.

Therefore, the flow of his thoughts wasn't organic.

Someone is underneath. Feels good. Face is pretty. Breasts are big. Asian. Hips are moving. Knees are soft.

A continuous series of fragmented information recognition.

It didn't connect to be processed into a single meaningful piece of information.

Yet, his body was clearly instructing one thing.

To press this woman down with his hips.

To spray sticky cum into the female's Womb to impregnate her.

The former to obtain pleasure.

The latter to satisfy the instinct for species propagation.

It commanded a series of actions in Siwoo's body.

“Ah... haaah... hng... mmm...! Ah... aht!”

-Riiip!

Siwoo's hand roughly tore Yebin's dress.

The fabric was so thin that the dress tore away as easily as hanji paper.

As Yebin let out a single sharp scream, her delectable naked body was revealed in detail through the disheveled clothing.

Her breasts jiggled up and down, poing poing, with every movement Siwoo made.

Even for a woman, she was on the smaller side in terms of height and frame, but her volume in that area was considerable.

The sight of ripples forming on her breasts with prominent blue veins was a phenomenon rarely observed in breasts of ordinary size.

Even lying down, her breasts didn't spread to the sides but jiggled, and in the center of each was a pinkish areola with a gradient.

An areola about the diameter of an index finger made its presence known.

The areolae were quite large, but their color was so fair that they were flawless.

Rather, contrasted with her innocent-looking face, they strongly stimulated a lewd charm.

“Ah... hoo... ugh...!”

Siwoo thrust his hips in a steady rhythm and grabbed one of Yebin's breasts.

Within the exquisite harmony of elasticity and softness, the perky nipple that popped out caught his eye.

The erect nipple was a slightly deeper color than the areola.

Below it was a feast of pale, soft skin.

A body with just the right plumpness—not too thin, not too fat—pleasing to the eye.

Unlike a man's, her abdomen was soft and supple with a higher fat ratio.

On her belly, which looked like fingers would sink right in if pressed, a shimmering light green tattoo was engraved.

To be more precise, it wasn't a tattoo but 'Smyrna's Brand'.

Siwoo stopped kneading her breast and gently stroked the Brand.

It was a Brand composed of 19 strokes, as if abstracting a Womb.

Yebin, who had been curled up in a strange mix of pressure and devouring pleasure, flinched the inside of her thigh and asked.

“Wh-what are you... haaang... aah, geez... not like you'd understand anyway....”

Although Siwoo was actually looking at the Brand while stroking it, from Yebin's angle, it was hard to guess where he was looking.

The thought that he was seeing her shameful hole spread wide open while his cock went in and out made her face burn with shame.

I should start pulling away now.

My wrists are free, and with a little effort, I could get away...

“Mmmph...! Haaing... hng... haaang...”

Somehow, she didn't want to.

The feeling and sensation were completely different between moving on top by herself and the man moving on his own.

Just as masturbation and sex were different, the missionary position she'd seen in videos and the real missionary position were completely different.

To be more precise, she never imagined it would be this embarrassing.

Her elastic legs were spread wide open as if begging for something to be put in, and her shameful hole was fully exposed under his gaze.

Moreover, her shamelessly jiggling breasts were so distracting.

She couldn't bring herself to look at his face.

The fact that her hands were pinned above her head made it feel like she was being forced.

It felt like he was devouring this body with great relish.

That thought alone made her body heat up even more.

“Oo... ugh... oong... aaaaahng...!”

Yebin's undulating pelvis lifted upward, causing her back to draw a pretty arch.

Without even trying to move, the violently twitching flesh of her Boji, the wriggling feast of soft meat, reached its climax along with the sensation of diligently sucking in the male member.

“Ooah... aht... haht... heeuk, oo... oong...”

Her head felt floaty.

Her vision flashed as rough breaths burst out of her lungs in clumps.

For nearly 30 seconds, her body was out of control.

“Th-this... now... stop, okay?”

Yebin said with her head turned sharply to the side and her eyes tightly shut.

Her head was still hazy with pleasure, but she had regained a bit of sense.

What am I doing?

The treatment itself is pressed for time, how much time do I have to be enjoying myself...

The time of acting like a beast, craving only carnal desire, was over.

Now was the time to act like an intellectual and medical professional, reporting the patient's condition to the guardian.

“P-pull... out... pleeaase... aht...!”

However, Yebin's firm resolve crumbled like a sandcastle as Siwoo resumed the movement of his hips.

His massive member began ruthlessly prodding the inside of her vagina, which had become sensitive and tight from climax.

The movements were much faster and more precise.

“Ohk... w-wait a moment... aht...! Mr. Siwoo...!”

As Siwoo leaned his upper body further forward, Yebin's buttocks, propped on his thighs, lifted into the air.

As her waist bent almost to the point of a curve, even Yebin's eyes could see Siwoo's huge cock going in and out of her hole.

Moreover, it was striking her cervix so fiercely that with each thrust, it felt like she might ovulate.

Well, of course, that was far from the truth scientifically or magically... but that's how it felt.

“Ah... I said stooop...!”

Siwoo didn't heed Yebin's words.

He released her wrists and firmly fixed her buttocks in place instead, beginning to thrust with slanted vertical movements.

I could get away, but I don't want to.

I shouldn't do this, but I want to.

-Thrust thrust thrust!With each pounding thrust like a pestle into her pretty Boji, a few drops of liquid splattered onto Yebin's face.

It was her own love juice.

"Ugh.... Hheuut... There... there feels good...."

In the end, what Yebin chose was to become a little more his toy.

So what! I don't care! It feels this good! Why should I resist? She switched into mode.

"Aaht... Aah.... Heeuuuu...."

Her legs, flopping back and forth with each movement of Siwoo's hips.

Something, she kept feeling like something was about to burst.

"Hiiiuuuk...!"

The cock, which had been diligently crushing each and every ridge inside Yebin's inner flesh, her vagina, suddenly hardened.

If it was originally hard like stone, now it was like steel.

It had swollen up right before ejaculation.

Like that, once, twice, three times.

"Haa... Haht... Hang... Aaang...!"

Yebin danced the dance of climax, simultaneously feeling her pelvis tingle and gushing out love juice in waves.

Her chest trembling like pudding, her Boji twitching incessantly towards the sky as it received cum, and even her asshole twitching in synchronization.

Afterwards, hot cum begins to gush into Yebin's vagina, which is flipped over like a wine glass.

"Haa... Haang... Aah..."

While Yebin, flushed red, was savoring the afterglow of climax, a change occurred.

"Uh... uh...?"

-Shooooooook!

An enormous amount of Magic Power began to be sucked out from Yebin's Brand.

Through Siwoo's thing, which had dug right into Yebin's deepest place.

Yebin felt a chilling shudder run down her spine.

She had occasionally felt her Magic Power draining out like a bottomless jar when demonstrating large-scale magic, but that was always voluntary.

But now, she was having her Magic Power absorbed completely against her will, at an unprecedented rate.

"St... stop...!"

Sensing the abnormality, Yebin hurriedly tried to push Siwoo away.

But she couldn't move an inch.

Not only was she powerless physically, but even when she tried to use Magic, everything ended in miscasting due to the overwhelmingly violent torrent of Magic Power.

Even when she tried to regain control of her Magic Power, she felt an overwhelmingly stark difference in power, like having a tug-of-war with an elephant.

And this despite the fact that the Magic Power being absorbed now was Magic Power that had been accumulated in Yebin's Brand over a long period and had undergone 'assimilation'.

Yebin looked at Siwoo's face with trembling eyes.

An empty right eye pupil from which no emotion arose.

In the glass prosthetic eye fitted in his left eye, golden Magic Power reflections shimmered, just like the Siwoo she had met in the Ain.

-Fzzzt! Fzzzzzt!

Black sparks flew from Siwoo's back like severed high-voltage lines.

Around the time Yebin was frozen stiff, trembling at this phenomenon beyond common understanding.

The exploitation of Magic Power ended.

To be more precise, it stopped absorbing once it had sucked in all the Magic Power stored in the Brand.

"Huh...?"

And then it began to gush out in reverse.

Naturally, this was also through the cock connected to Yebin.

"Uhhheuht...?"

Like rapid charging, the pure white Magic Power that began to surge wave after wave into her Womb started to fill Yebin's hollow Brand to the brim.

And this process also far exceeded ordinary common sense.

A Witch's Magic power charging mechanism consists of three main stages.

Absorption.

Assimilation.

Preservation.

Since females cannot generate Magic Power on their own, they draw in Magic Power from their surroundings or borrow it through concentrated Magical Power.

This is Absorption (Absorption).

The Magic Power stored in the Brand is processed over time into 'the form easiest to utilize'.

This is Assimilation (self-transformation).

The assimilated Magic Power is stored so it doesn't leak out and can be utilized at the right place and time.

This is Preservation (Preservation).

"Huh... how is this happening...?"

Normally, the 'Magic Power assimilation' stage takes quite a long time.

No matter how processed, even pure Magic Power without 'color' definitely contains impurities.

And purifying this cleanly is quite a finicky task.

Especially for the total Magic Power amount of a 19th Hierarchy Witch, just emptying and refilling the Magic Power and re-assimilating it would take a month easily.

But the Magic Power now flowing in from Siwoo was different.

Since it had been absorbed into Siwoo's body and re-emitted, contamination or alteration should be normal, yet it was too pure.

Yebin had never experienced Magic Power this clean before.

Compared to the purity of this Magic Power, even the highest-grade Magical Power from an Emerald Tablet would feel like muddy water.

It seemed like she could use this Magic Power to cast Magic right now, without any special assimilation process, with no issues at all.

And then the amount of this Magic Power.

She thought it might be a payback event, but it was significantly more than the amount Yebin had originally given Siwoo.

Even this much was hard to understand, but an enormous amount of Magic Power could still be felt from Siwoo's body.

In other words, Yebin gave 10 units of Magic Power, got back 20, and Siwoo still had 30 left.

This meant he didn't just purify and return the Magic Power.

He 'absorbed' the Magic Power, 'amplified' it, then 'purified' and returned it.

Considering that amplification drastically reduces the purity of Magic Power, none of this made sense from any angle.

"Wh... what in the world is this...?"

As Yebin stared at Siwoo in stunned disbelief, his head lolled limply like a narcolepsy patient's.

His body fell backwards, plopping down onto the bed.

"What happened?"

The sudden post-sex incident concluded as Amelia, startled by the presence of Magic Power, came running from the research building.

Author's Note (Author's Afterword)

I really burned through Saturday.

I'll just do two consecutive updates today, I'm going hooome...!

Ah, and I hit 100 chapters!

Feeling kinda proud, gonna eat the company's food lol.