City of Witches Chapter 227

"Your Grace?"

Eloa had fallen asleep with a furrowed brow.

I shook her shoulder a few times, but there was no sign of her waking.

For Tiferet, sleep was not like that of an ordinary Witch; it was a mandatory requirement demanded as the price of the contract.

A mere shake of the shoulder wouldn't be enough to wake her.

"Ah, really..."

Siwoo trailed off, looking at Eloa.

It was pitiful.

Simply hearing about her circumstances and knowing of them was different from directly witnessing the suffering of the person herself. It was a visceral difference.

Blaming herself, regretting, suffering...

Hadn't she been writhing alone like that for a full hundred years?

Leaving behind thoughts more bitter than whiskey diluted with water, Siwoo carefully lowered his body.

"I can't just leave her like this..."

It was to move Eloa to the bedroom.

Even so, it didn't seem right to leave her sleeping face down on the dining table after being treated so generously.

"Your Grace, excuse me for a moment."

Siwoo slipped his hands under Eloa's armpits and lifted her slightly.

He wondered briefly if this was okay, but as long as he himself was upright, it should be fine.

It wasn't like he was having any strange thoughts.

"She's incredibly light..."

Siwoo's body, having become a Spirit Body, was fundamentally strong.

Nevertheless, the fact that Eloa's body lifted so easily was because she was lighter than he had imagined.

Well, she was only slightly taller than the Twins, so it would be strange if she were heavy in the first place.

He couldn't carry her all the way with his hands under her armpits, so he naturally slid an arm under her knees and adopted a princess carry.

"Hmm... mmm..."

Looking down, he saw Eloa's face, eyes tightly shut, trembling faintly.

As if having a nightmare, beads of sweat had formed on her forehead.

He had sparred with her many times until now, but this was the first time he had been this close.

After all, during their spars, there were many times Siwoo couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

While carefully moving so as not to wake the soundly sleeping Eloa, something embarrassing happened.

Perhaps because they were so close, the Witch's unique body scent began to tickle his nose.

The gentle scent of cherry blossoms, a sweet body scent like a soft spring breeze, didn't just linger in his nose; it felt thick, as if sinking deep into his chest.

"No, what the hell..."

Immediately, Siwoo's lower body began to react.

As if a button had been pressed, it became fully erect.

Unable to hide his bewilderment, Siwoo staggered and placed Eloa down on the bed.

Perhaps he put her down a bit roughly, as Eloa frowned and shifted her body slightly.

"Kuh... kuu..."

In the process, her hair fanned out like a peacock's tail, releasing a fragrant scent.

Her thin lips, from which faint breaths escaped.

Her dense, long, beautiful eyelashes, like cherry blossoms resting in the wind.

Her slender nape and collarbone, slightly revealed by her disheveled clothes.

Eloa's figure, reflected in his bloodshot eyes, was so delicate and seemed as if groomed to lure a male.

It wasn't a reproductive urge stemming from instinct, nor a sexual desire that naturally arises between men and women.

Because she was asleep, Tiferet's defenseless appearance even felt like a desperate gesture begging to be devoured.

An impulse for which the expression 'violence' was more fitting.

Siwoo, who had been about to reach his hand toward Eloa's chest, barely managed to grasp his fading reason, as if he had been struck hard.

"Hoo..."

Eloa lay stretched out, unaware of anything, and Siwoo left the room without looking back.

"Am I really crazy?"

This phenomenon had already happened several times.

It happened with Yebin, with Sharon, and with Periwinkle too.

Whenever a Witch got close enough for her lingering body scent to reach him, his lower half would invariably react and sexual desire would boil over.

Like a werewolf entering heat upon seeing the full moon.

But still, even so.

To get a hard-on just three seconds after feeling pity and sympathy for the suffering Eloa was the act of a beast, not a human.

Siwoo stumbled to the sink and washed his face.

"Puhu... Why is this happening?"

Splashing some cold water made him feel like he was coming to his senses.

His swollen member had also subsided a bit.

"This is driving me crazy..."

But the self-loathing remained thickly.

No matter how much he blamed his brain for going haywire and acting strange, in the end, he was the one who harbored those thoughts and impulses.

Moreover, what if the Duke had still been conscious?

The thought, striking him anew, sent a chill down his spine.

He thought it might be a good idea to visit Yebin soon.

"Hoo..."

But still, having been fed a meal, he couldn't just leave empty-handed.

After clearing the table and meticulously finishing the dishes, Siwoo returned to the house where Sharon would be waiting.

He heard the sound of the door opening, but Sharon didn't come running out.

It was quite a rare occurrence.

Sharon, who always ran to the entrance to greet him whenever he went out...

Siwoo quietly opened Sharon's door.

-Scritch scratch

A lamp illuminating the dim desk.

Sharon, with her chin propped up, was diligently writing something down with a pen.

From a glance from the side, it seemed she was probably in the middle of Magic Research.

Just as he was thinking he shouldn't disturb her and should leave, Sharon noticed his return first.

"...You're back?"

But her reaction was rather bland.

No running over and hugging him tightly.

No bright laughter with a cheerful voice.

She acted as if telling him to go away because she had work to do, pouting her lips primly.

"I'm busy with research right now. Can you leave?"

She seemed very preoccupied with what had happened today.

Since Siwoo had subtly teased and laughed at her, she was probably showing a sulky side.

It was more like a form of protest than genuine anger.

The sharply protruding lips, the puffed-out cheeks—frankly, they didn't suit Sharon's usual appearance very well.

After all, among Witches, Sharon gave off a strong impression of icy, statue-like coldness and haughtiness.

Though that gap made Sharon look even cuter.

"What's got you so angry?"

"I'm not angry?"

"You are angry."

"I am not!"

"Sorry for taking you without a word. Honestly, it was a sudden thought, so I couldn't consider your circumstances."

Siwoo silently approached and began massaging Sharon's shoulders from behind her chair.

Feeling the edge of her bra under his palm, he figured he probably wouldn't be seeing Sharon's half-naked fashion show around the house for a while.

"Stop it, do you think this will make my anger go away?"

"You just said you weren't angry.""Catching me on a slip of the tongue...?"

"Sorry, sorry."

The cool-headed Sharon had vanished somewhere, replaced by a sulking Sharon pouting her lips.

"Even when I was so embarrassed, you just laughed! You just teased me!"

"No, it's because you were too cute."

"Maybe to you! I was serious, okay? What must the duke have thought of me! At least I was wearing panties then... and!"

As if she had a lot built up, she poured out her grievances in a torrent.

"If you two were going off like that, you could've at least texted that you'd be late! I kept waiting for your call..."

"That was..."

"You said you were just grabbing dinner, but it seemed like you drank too, so you could've at least contacted me once!"

"I thought it'd be fine since it was just the apartment above..."

"Then should I have gone myself? After what just happened?"

Sharon let out a "Hmph!" and firmly displayed her hurt and disappointed feelings.

Perhaps because this was her first experience of this kind, it seemed she lacked a clear policy on how to handle the aftermath.

"I'm not going to be close with you for a while. I'm angry, just like you said."

"Sharon."

Still, somehow, he instinctively felt he knew a way to soothe her anger.

"...What is it, all of a sudden."

Siwoo rubbed her shoulders, then lightly embraced Sharon from behind.

Like iron filings clinging to a magnet, Sharon's sharp tone instantly softened.

"I said I'm sorry. Don't be angry. I was wrong."

"You must think I'm too easy. I don't get over things this easily, you know?"

"Your voice sounds pretty calm for that."

"...Sharon Court is currently in session. Present a more reasonable sentencing argument. I'll consider mitigating circumstances."

Even as she grumbled and fussed, just being held seemed to melt her anger away, as if it were dissolving.

How could he dislike her?

Siwoo gently released Sharon.

He could see the tips of Sharon's ears, which were facing forward, turning a warm, flushed red.

"Is this enough?"

"Hah...!"

He slightly lowered himself, lifted Sharon's hair, and lightly kissed the nape of her neck.

He could feel the fine hairs on the startled Sharon prickling his lips.

An ambiguous sensation, whether ticklish or pleasant, sent shivers down his spine.

"I'm not sure if that's enough? It's ambiguous..."

"Should I do more?"

"It's not that I want more... haah..."

Siwoo subtly tugged on the strap of Sharon's dress.

Following the curve of her rounded shoulder, the dress strap slid to either side, fully revealing Sharon's nape.

As he slowly showered kisses, as if tracing that graceful curve downward, soft, breathy sounds began to be heard.

"Judge Sharon, what's the verdict?"

"I don't know... you big dummy..."

He naturally pulled a chair closer.

As he gently nibbled on Sharon's white neck, she began to tremble slightly.

Her hand, reaching back, tightly gripped the side of Siwoo's thigh.

But there was no sign of her trying to push him away.

Like her bones had melted, she simply leaned subtly against Siwoo.

"Hey, who are you calling a dummy?"

"Really... you've just gotten completely slick."

"Me? When? You're the perverted one."

Sharon slowly rose from her seat and leaned into Siwoo.

The dress with its slipped straps fell with a soft thud at her feet, and Sharon's voluptuous body, clad only in sexy lingerie, settled into Siwoo's embrace.

As his hand brushed past her back, the bra hook popped open with a soft click.

Unable to withstand the pressure of her breasts, which had recently taken on an even more lewd hue, they sprang free like elastic.

"From now on, I'll definitely tell you when I'll be late. And I won't tease you either. Okay?"

"Okay what... I'm not even a little bit less angry...? Haah..."

Siwoo lightly bit Sharon's neck with his teeth.

Not enough to hurt, but enough to leave a mark.

It was one of the things Sharon had come to like recently.

Perhaps because of that, it was often the case that after sex, Sharon's entire body would be covered in bite marks.

Siwoo slipped his hand under the bra cup and, with his fingertips, poked and twirled Sharon's nipple.

"Does this make you a little less angry?"

"Ha...hah...ah... Not... at all..."

"Really? But it's getting harder and harder?"

"Uu...uuu..."

Mentioning the nipple that was beginning to assert its presence, Sharon hung her flushed face and hesitated.

"Liar."

"I'm not lying...!"

The initiative had already shifted without notice.

And no wonder, as Siwoo was no longer the clueless virgin he once was.

Moreover, now that he knew Sharon subtly desired a position of being dominated.

Lately, when a peculiar atmosphere arose between them, it was Siwoo who took the lead.

"You're sure you're not lying?"

"Ah...ha...hah..."

-Squeak squeak

He pushed his hand against Sharon's firm, bouncy buttocks, which showed no sag.

Feeling the elastic of her panties catch on his wrist, he gently rubbed her entrance with his hand, already feeling the slick, sticky warmth of Sharon's inner flesh.

At Siwoo's teasing, which slipped in like a sly fox, Sharon's legs trembled.

"Ah, no... I lied... I lied..."

"This won't do. I need to punish you a bit. Come here."

"Ah...ahh!"

Siwoo pulled Sharon toward the bed.

Sharon offered no resistance and flopped face-down onto the bed.

Her eyes, now soaked in Sensual Aura, gazed at Siwoo with a look of strange anticipation.

"Hoo..."

It was hard to calm down.

Lately, it seemed his sexual desire was only intensifying and his cravings growing.

But seeing Sharon, clutching her chest in excitement, made everything else secondary.

"I was... I was angry... what is this..."

"I'm helping you get over your anger, don't you like it?"

"...It's not that I don't like it... I, don't know."

Realizing her own evasive attitude and the reason behind it, Sharon covered her face with both hands.

He had already had a hearty dinner.

Now it was time to taste a sweet dessert.

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This is little Sharon, provided by likenovel!!

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