City of Witches Chapter 136

After thinly slicing the ham and arranging it on a plate, I grabbed three bottles of wine from the kitchen shelf and stepped into her room.

What on earth is going on?

Siwoo was slightly dumbfounded.

I understand that we got along well while talking, leading to an invitation for a second round.

But is it normal to invite someone for drinks and then pull them into your room?

And with a bed in there too?

“Uh....”

“The room’s a bit messy, right?”

Yebin placed the wine on the table, sticking out her tongue and smiling as if embarrassed.

It wasn’t so much that the room was messy, but rather that so many cushions were piled up that the bed sheets were completely hidden.

“Ah, I like sleeping buried in places like that.”

“I see. But do we really have to drink here?”

“Hmm... Yes, it’s cold downstairs.”

Even though spring is gradually ending and it should be starting to feel warm, seeing her like this makes me wonder if she’s particularly sensitive to the cold?

Thinking nothing much of it, Siwoo lightly clinked glasses with the wine Yebin poured.

“Cheers.”

“Thank you.”

“Relax a bit with your speech. You’ve been way too formal since earlier.”

“But you’re a Witch.”

“What’s so great about being a Witch?”

While conversing with Yebin, Siwoo realized the source of the comfort he had felt.

Even the Twins, who hold very moderate views, have a different way of thinking compared to ordinary ‘humans.’

He’s felt it quite a few times while talking with them.

A simple example: doesn’t she accept Siwoo, who is older than the Twins, using honorifics without any sense of incongruity?

He has no intention of pointing that out specifically, but given their innate backgrounds and upbringing, it’s natural for their ‘common sense’ to differ.

“It feels a bit strange hearing a Witch say that.”

“Actually, I don’t really like Witches that much.”

“Oh, that’s bold.”

But Yebin didn’t have that.

It feels like talking to just any ordinary Korean female university student.

Yebin, who laughs as if amused even when he ventures a joke he wouldn’t normally dare to make.

For a while, the two of them drank and chatted about this and that.

Even though they’ve been talking nonstop for hours already, the words accumulated over five years seem endless.

No matter how much they talk, new topics for conversation keep emerging.

Whenever Siwoo tries to get up to leave, a new subject immediately pops out of Yebin’s mouth.

Songs that were popular before coming here, dramas they enjoyed watching before, good restaurants, experiences from school days—it seems they’ve talked about everything under the sun.

Around the time the alcohol was starting to take effect.

Siwoo, leaning back comfortably on the sofa, crossing his legs.

Actually, while it looks comfortable from the outside, it’s not comfortable at all.

Every time he smells her scent, every time she laughs, every time he sees her chest subtly trembling up and down, his cock aches.

It’s fully erect to the point that if he doesn’t cross his legs, it’ll be completely exposed.

“Should we start thinking about leaving soon?”

“Ah, I still want to talk more... Are you leaving already?”

After finishing three bottles of wine between them, a healthy rosy blush had risen on Yebin’s face.

Through the unbuttoned shirt Yebin opened when she got warm, her cleavage is subtly visible.

Unlike her innocent face, her body looks like it could bear children well, full and ample.

That gap is enough to drive a man crazy.

So he should leave before something happens.

“It’s getting too late.”

“It’s not that late yet.”

“It’s already 2 o’clock.”

“Huh? When did it get that late?”

Siwoo starts preparing to leave.

Even though she’s already stopped him from leaving several times by bringing up new conversation topics, it seems difficult to continue further.

Yebin herself doesn’t know why she’s so intent on stopping him from leaving.

She’s not even sure exactly what she wants to do.

But if she’s being a little honest...

If she brought him to her room, shouldn’t there be some progress?

Shouldn’t their hands touch while reaching for snacks, or shouldn’t some romantic line fly his way?

But Siwoo seemed to have no intention of progressing anything beyond just talking.

“Can’t you just stay and talk a bit more?”

“There’s no reason I can’t. It’s not like I absolutely have to sleep. I just thought it might be rude to stay so late.”

“Not at all! Not at all.”

“Okay, sure then.”

Siwoo awkwardly sits back down, faced with Yebin’s fervent plea that borders on desperation.

But having impulsively stopped him, Yebin couldn’t immediately come up with a fresh conversation topic either.

Having covered most topics, as they run out of things to say, the atmosphere suddenly cools.

“Uh... Actually, it’s been so long since I talked with someone from the same hometown. I kind of don’t want to send you off.”

“I’ll probably be leaving Gehenna the day after tomorrow, so should I come see you tomorrow too?”

“Ah....”

Come to think of it, I heard he’s leaving in two days.

Then shouldn’t I hurry even more?

Even though there isn’t much time to beat around the bush like this, haven’t I wasted too much time?

There’s no choice.

I never learned how to subtly hint around anyway, and there’s no time, so wouldn’t it be better to just say it directly?

“Siwoo.”

“Yes.”

“Don’t go home today. Want to have sex with me?”

She said it.

That seems like a fairly confident and proper way to say it, but Siwoo’s expression looks like he’s seen a ghost.

Naturally.

A seemingly normal woman drinks a few glasses of wine, exchanges a few words, and then proposes sex?

“Did, did I hear that correctly?”

“Ah, actually, there’s a part I didn’t get to explain properly. We’ve already done it.”

Yebin speaks quite clearly without avoiding eye contact, causing Siwoo’s brain to freeze once again.

Done it? Sex?

“During the process of treating you, a sexual relationship was unavoidable. I wanted to apologize for that part.”

“What does an apology have to do with sex?”

If she had subtly hinted at it instead, he probably couldn’t have asked so casually like this.

But having been hit by a direct, full-bodied fastball, Siwoo was also dumbfounded enough to ask.

Come to think of it, before he could even regain his senses, the first person he had proper sex with was Yebin right in front of him.

“I, I know what you must be thinking. But I’m really not a pervert? Wait, am I? No, I’m not....”

Yebin stumbles over her words briefly, belatedly overcome with embarrassment.

For the first time in her life, she’s revealing her honest desires to another person."But since it would be unfair for only me to have enjoyed it... And since it's a rare connection, I was also a bit curious. What kind of person are you when you're awake, Siwoo... I wanted to know. Besides, if I use my innate magic, I can check your physical condition while having intercourse with you!"

A free package deal of sex and a health checkup.

A floating placard bobbed in Siwoo's mind.

From Siwoo's perspective, it was an offer with nothing to regret.

After all, Siwoo also felt a fondness for Yebin, who was easy to talk to, incredibly gentle, and had even saved his life in the first place.

Still, the thought of doing it with someone who was practically a stranger made him hesitate a bit...

"Weren't you actually feeling some desire too, Siwoo? That's why I mentioned it..."

Yebin, who had suddenly drawn closer, asked, her innocent eyes moist with a slight fever.

Her slender fingertip was pointing towards Siwoo's thing, which had been standing erect and large for a while now.

Ah.

She could see everything.

Siwoo hurriedly closed his legs together.

He thought he had been perfectly covering it earlier, but now its prominent bulge was particularly noticeable.

"I'm saying this because you might think it's strange, but I'm absolutely not a loose woman. You were my first partner. Really, I swear."

"Ah, yes."

Truth be told, she did seem that way.

She was pretty, that was a fact, but should he say she looked utterly lacking in boldness?

She had an impression like a gentle lamb, the kind even a mediocre man would dare to ask for her number.

Anyway, this was the first time Siwoo had heard such a direct proposal, and he scratched the back of his head.

"I'm gathering an immense amount of courage to say this."

Maybe it would be good to think of it as leaving a final memory before leaving Gehenna?

Under normal circumstances, maybe not, but right now, it seemed he could just go with the flow.

"If Yebin is okay with it..."

The slight anxiety on Yebin's face blossomed into a bright smile.

There was no reason to refuse when a woman who had such cute aspects, was easy to talk to, and had a good body was proposing sex.

"That's great!"

Yebin and Siwoo naturally, albeit timidly, approached the bed.

Yebin first picked up a cushion lying on the bed and placed it on the floor.

"Then, shall we kiss first?"

"Yes."

What is this formal conversation?

There was a fresh atmosphere, and a moderate sexual desire was rising, but something felt awkward.

However, all sorts of distracting thoughts naturally melted away when their lips met.

"Mmm... Mph..."

When their mouths met, as Siwoo subtly slipped out his tongue, Yebin sucked on it as if she had been waiting.

"Haa... Haa... Umu... Uhp... Mm..."

Yebin's breath, tickling his chin, was rough.

It was just a kiss, but Yebin clung to Siwoo so fervently it was almost at the level of being in heat.

The initial awkwardness vanished in just three minutes, and she was now groping all over his body, seemingly at a loss.

This is a bit scary.

She looked as if she had been waiting for just this.

"Puhah... My chest, touch my chest."

"Yebin, maybe you should calm down a bit..."

Siwoo hesitated, wondering if this was okay.

"Hurry!"

"Yes."

Yebin kissed Siwoo with an intensity that seemed ready to devour his lips.

Accepting her body, Siwoo slipped his hand inside her shirt.

The bouncy breasts felt through the half-cup bra.

More shocking than Yebin suddenly clinging to him, which was incomparable to any ordinary sudden acceleration accident, was the fact that this ample sensation in his hand was her chest, not another part of her body.

"Chuwoop... Ah-peh, there's a front hook... Ha-woop..."

"Mmm... Uhp..."

As she said, his hand found the front hook, but there was no way Siwoo could undo a bra one-handed without looking.

As he fumbled for a while, Yebin, seeming frustrated, unbuttoned all the buttons of her shirt and then took off and tossed away her bra.

Now it seemed clear.

Yebin still hadn't forgotten that ecstatic night of healing.

The reason she approached him when they first met, the reason she brought him home.

Because the memory of that night, which she couldn't even mimic through masturbation, was engraved in her body.

Because she wanted to feel that excitement again.

The moment she realized that, she wasn't particularly embarrassed.

Even though it was the first time showing her chest and kissing in front of a conscious man.

Maybe it was because she was a bit intoxicated.

"Haa... Now you can touch."

"Yes. Uhp!"

Yebin immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Siwoo grasped her breasts from below, which had been freed from the bra's pressure and sagged slightly.

And the impression he felt was, heavy.

Damn.

Her breasts are heavy.

Along with a substantial weight, a softness he wouldn't think belonged to this world seeped through the gaps between his fingers.

The sight of her, who had seemed pure on the outside, rushing at him like a dog in heat, and the blissful texture completely melted away the wariness in Siwoo's heart.

While he was freely kneading her breasts for a while, Yebin's hand also grabbed Siwoo's cock over his clothes.

Her rough, clumsy movements hurt as it rubbed against the fabric, but that very aspect seemed to maximize some kind of arousal.

Unable to hold back any longer, Siwoo laid Yebin down on the bed.

"Puhah..."

He could see Yebin's breasts, which looked as sweet as a melon, spilling out, her breathing roughened from mere kissing.

The areola supporting the perky nipples was large, fitting for her breasts, but not unsightly at all.

Their very pale color only drew out the impulse to suck on them.

"But Yebin. Are you really sure this is okay?"

"Yes, yes! You... you can just put it in right away."

Yebin fumbled to undo the buckle of her skirt and was left in her stockings and panties.

"Ooh..."

Her coffee-colored stockings and gray panties were so wet it was obvious at a glance.

Her love juice had soaked her panties to the point of overflowing, staining her stockings.

As Yebin rolled down her stockings, she had thighs with no excess fat at all, unlike her voluptuous figure.

They were firm and elastic, but not flabby.

They felt so taut that a finger probably wouldn't sink in.

Yebin, having taken off her panties as well, paused for a moment in front of him, then spread her legs wide, making it easy to insert.

The obscenely wriggling flesh of her Boji, soaked and sticky with love juice, was visible.It looked as if nearly half a tube of lubricant had been drizzled on top.

I had expected it wouldn’t be ordinary, but I never imagined it would be such a perverted body.

Siwoo lowered his body and rubbed his cock against it.

The lewdly blossomed Yukrip, pushed by the glans, swept up, down, left, and right.

A heat as hot as lava rose from the Boji hole, half-open and gaping, and it felt like—with a bit of exaggeration—it might burn.

“Ah... hih... huff...! Put it in, please put it in...”

Yebin flinched and pleaded each time his member touched her Boji.

To think she’d become like this just from kissing, touching her nipples, and fondling her breasts a little.

Even the Twins who drank the Mysterious Potion of love weren’t like this.

“Yes, I’ll put it in.”

“Quickly, quickly... stop teasing me...”

But now was a crucial moment.

As long as she was conscious, this was the first step into orthodox sex—the first time inserting a cock into a Boji.

And to have a thoroughly drenched, incredibly sexy Witch as the partner right before my eyes.

How could it not be good?

Siwoo carefully inserted the glans.

Just as he pressed his waist against an unexpectedly tight squeeze—

“Hohk...!”

He felt the remaining half of his cock get sucked right into the Boji, accompanied by a strange sound from Yebin.

It wasn’t an exaggeration or a metaphor—it truly felt as if his cock was being swallowed.

Yebin’s Boji was a vicious Witch’s Boji that devoured cocks.

The suddenly changed temperature.

The sensation of thousands of bumpy protrusions scraping against his cock, prickling all over.

Then, the inner mucous membranes seemed to melt all at once and cling to his cock.

“I’m... I’m going... I think I’m going to...”

Suddenly, it began to tighten from all sides.

“Haaaah....! Hiiiiih... Hiuuuk...!”

Siwoo could see Yebin, attempting to climax from just the first insertion, with her Boji tightening from all sides and her losing control wildly.

He hadn’t even moved his hips yet.

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A word from the author (afterword)

A bit late, huh.

I should practice writing less of the not-so-important sex scenes from now on.

I picked up some bad habits while writing The Devilish Teacher, lol.

To the readers who mentioned morality, please refrain from criticism—I think it’s a discourse that can be sufficiently pondered.