City of Witches Chapter 246

A bedroom as splendid as the luxurious suite.

This room, like the living room, had one wall made of glass, offering a view of the dazzling nightscape.

In the spacious room—so large you could practically play futsal if you pushed the furniture aside—sat a single bed.

Periwinkle sat on the bed, legs crossed, without even drying the water from her body.

She knew what it meant to bring a man into her bedroom late at night.

In fact, she had anticipated this outcome from the moment Siwoo arrived.

After all, she was the Witch who had boldly suggested a threesome right from the invitation.

Moreover, the phrase "make it enjoyable for me," which she had repeated several times, was hardly an invitation for a casual drink and truth-or-dare on the bed.

"What are you doing? Come in."

Siwoo closed the door and stepped fully into the room.

Her subtle gaze swept over him from head to toe, scrutinizing every inch.

To put it bluntly, Siwoo wasn't exactly opposed to doing this and that with a beautiful woman.

After all, as a man, it would be a lie to say he disliked the idea of sex with a beauty.

However, aside from his distaste for Periwinkle's personality and behavior,

there were several reasons why he couldn't just relax and roll around in bed without a care.

The first was Sharon.

Sharon was currently lying unconscious.

Even though she would recover naturally after resting, the thought of happily mingling with another woman while Sharon was injured and unconscious didn't sit right with him.

Even if it was the price for saving his life.

The second was a more practical concern.

When Siwoo ejaculated inside the vagina during sex, his magic power naturally amplified.

He already possessed the peculiarity of being a male witch, and Periwinkle was naturally interested in that aspect.

What if she discovered he also had the trait of magic power amplification?

There was no telling how Periwinkle, who seemed to be asking for a casual one-night stand, might change.

There was no guarantee she wouldn't become coercive, and even if she didn't, she might show an uncomfortably sticky interest.

He had no information about what kind of person Periwinkle was.

Had he gathered any reassuring information while spending time with her? Not at all.

On the contrary, he had only learned that she was more capricious than any Witch he had met so far.

"Lady Periwinkle."

"What?"

"I apologize for my rudeness. It seems I've been troubled by many complicated matters lately. Including the matter of the fortune you mentioned."

"So?"

But if he kept being dragged along by her like this, he'd only find himself in unfavorable scenarios without a chance to react.

It seemed crucial to regain even a little bit of initiative.

Since the atmosphere was far from one where he could just go with the flow, he needed to secure a tactical victory, even if it was on the bed.

Takasho, give me strength.

Siwoo silently prayed, thinking of his longtime friend.

"If you tell me what you desire, I will do my utmost to fulfill it."

"Ruining the mood and now saying that? Isn't that a bit laughable? Besides, what could a blockhead like you even do?"

Despite her earlier claims of joking, her words still carried a sharp edge.

Periwinkle, with her chin held high in a domineering manner, clicked her tongue, trying to subtly scratch at Siwoo's pride.

Still, she was his lifesaver, wasn't she?

If he handled this well, she'd be someone he'd never have to see again after today or tomorrow.

With that mindset, he glanced around and spotted a bottle of alcohol.

Since it seemed difficult to do this sober, he needed to get more drunk.

He needed to be tipsy, at least from wine.

"May I pour you a drink?"

"Alcohol? We've already had plenty of drinks... Sure, why not."

Periwinkle chuckled as if she understood something and waited for Siwoo to bring the glasses.

With a glugging sound, whiskey that looked expensive even from the bottle filled the glass.

Siwoo respectfully offered the drink to Periwinkle before filling his own glass to the brim.

The on-the-rocks glass was so large he couldn't wrap one hand around it, and filling it more than halfway would help shake off the discomfort if he downed it in one go.

"You seem to have changed your mind. I'll look forward to it."

Siwoo lightly clinked glasses with Periwinkle and gulped down the strong whiskey.

As a fire settled in his stomach, his mind grew slightly calmer.

Periwinkle snapped her fingers, and the lighting changed.

The room, which had been slightly bright, dimmed to a comfortable level, and Periwinkle's eyes looked up at Siwoo.

"Do you know what you need to do?"

"Yes, I have an idea."

"Pathetic~ Why didn't you act like this from the start? I wanted to be nice too."

Periwinkle spoke sarcastically but smiled with satisfaction inwardly.

She had intended to get him drunk from the beginning.

She wanted to confirm the magic power amplification and, above all, this was her first time with a male witch.

But Siwoo's reaction upon meeting her had been utterly lukewarm.

The same man who had fascinatingly recounted his life story during dinner had turned almost into a statue the moment they entered the hotel.

Despite her blatant sexual advances, he had practically ignored them.

It was obvious.

Periwinkle had enough experience in various areas to play Siwoo like a fiddle.

She could see through all the weak and foolish instincts of a man.

Aside from the price for saving his life, there was only one reason he reacted so tepidly even when she offered help to overcome future crises.

Of course, it was another woman.

In this case, it was likely Evergreen, whom she had witnessed with him several times.

She didn't think it was hypocrisy.

She didn't find his concern for his own people annoying or troublesome.

But for Periwinkle, who had wanted the beast-like sex she had glimpsed before, this situation was unsatisfactory.

If things continued like this, it was clear she'd have to lay him down and work her hips vigorously from above, with no trace of beast-like passion.

So, she provoked him.

She mocked him, openly challenged him, and subtly touched on Evergreen.

The key here was to push him just enough not to break the promise entirely, but enough to slowly get under his skin.

Males inherently possess an instinctive desire for conquest.When you keep provoking someone like this, it inevitably makes you want to conquer the woman, even if it's on the bed.

No wonder makeup sex ranks high among the types of sex men prefer.

Making the woman who was spouting harsh words earlier moan beneath your cock is the surest way to feel a sense of conquest.

"I hope you won't disappoint me again. If you're useless in bed too, I'll be really disappointed then."

"Is there anything specific you'd like?"

"Funny, you think you can deliver if I tell you what I want?"

"I may not be confident, but I'll try my best to do what I can."

Periwinkle paused for a moment before speaking.

This was the truly important part.

"Just do whatever you can. Honestly, with a bland man like you, I doubt anything you do could satisfy me."

"Anything?"

"Yeah, I swear on my Witch Name that I won't hold any grudges over what happens tonight."

With this much seasoning, even a man who's boringly nice should feel a bit of competitive spirit, right?

Feeling Siwoo's hesitant expression harden with resolve, my heart fluttered with anticipation for no reason.

Siwoo embraced Periwinkle.

Her body was incredibly soft, completely opposite to her prickly attitude.

Since the mental setup was already complete, all that was left was for the body to follow through.

Deliberately burying his nose in the crown of her head, he took a deep breath.

The distinct body scent unique to Witches.

A rich scent closer to a subtle Fragrance than a human, fleshy smell, deeply penetrating his nostrils.

No, this wasn't just a peripheral sensation affecting only the olfactory nerves.

It was a stimulating sensation, as if the smell was directly piercing his brain.

Simultaneously, an impulse different from mere sexual desire wrapped around his chest.

For a moment, he heard something snapping, strand by strand.

As if the Ribbons holding his reason were coming undone, as if a Gate in his heart was opening and another being was leaping out, he changed, becoming faithful to his instincts.

"What are you doing? That tickles."

Ignoring her, he kept inhaling Periwinkle's scent like snorting cocaine, his crotch beginning to swell heatedly.

His cock, standing erect as if ready to tear through the swimsuit, must have caught her eye.

"Quite an unusual taste."

Periwinkle giggled but quietly let Siwoo continue his actions.

"May I check just once?"

"What?"

"I can really do anything I want, right?"

"I told you to try it, didn't I?"

Siwoo pushed Periwinkle, laying her down on the bed.

Her navy blue eyes looked straight up with interest, and he saw her mischievous tongue swiftly lick her red lips.

"Staring like you're going to devour me?"

"......."

Feeling his pounding heart and ragged breath, Siwoo reached out.

The front Ribbon of the monokini covering Periwinkle's chest.

Grabbing the Ribbon as if unwrapping a gift, the knot smoothly came undone, creating space in the deep valley between her breasts.

Lying down, they naturally parted with gravity.

The bikini, which had an extremely small fabric area to begin with.

With Siwoo lightly pushing the shoulder strap aside, her white, plump breasts and pinkish nipples were fully exposed.

Her breasts were as large as Sharon's, but her areolae and nipples were very small, like cherries.

"How long are you going to take just taking off clothes? You should have taken it off earlier at the pool."

Siwoo paid no mind to whatever Periwinkle was saying.

Every time he continued to inhale her scent, every time he saw Periwinkle's breasts swaying with her small movements as if asking to be touched, his gaze was drawn.

Siwoo tried to remove the rest of the bikini.

However, since the monokini was originally a one-piece top and bottom, it wasn't easy to take off with the other person lying down.

"Should I help with this? Uh... huh?"

But Siwoo answered by Creating a Dagger Using Shadows.

He could see Periwinkle's gaze, slightly flustered.

If she's getting impatient while being pounded like that, then just devour her.

"Aha! So that's the concept?"

"You said you wouldn't object to any method, right?"

Siwoo's voice was already as rough as it could get.

Periwinkle liked that very much. It felt like all her plans were proceeding smoothly.

"Did I ever say I didn't like it?"

He pressed the dagger, sharpened on only one side, firmly against Periwinkle's flesh.

The black blade, contrasting with her white skin, slid beneath the thin fabric.

Siwoo manipulated the dagger, snapping the connecting parts of the monokini with sharp taps.

Each time the fibers caught on the dagger's edge and snapped, accompanied by a pleasant sound, the white mosaic covering her body began to disappear.

With a final snap cutting the last string resting on her pubic bone, Periwinkle's Boji was finally unveiled.

A pretty Boji, waxed smooth without a single stray hair, fitting for a modern noona who seemed dedicated to grooming.

It was a balanced Boji where well-developed Labia majora and minora, and the Clitoris, harmonized.

Siwoo lowered his upper body, embracing Periwinkle as if covering her, and pressed his lips to hers.