City of Witches Chapter 39

"Hmm... Shall we begin?"

I already knew my words wouldn't carry any weight anyway.

The Twins' stubbornness and curiosity were so voracious that even Siwoo would have to throw up his hands and feet in surrender.

But even Siwoo didn't expect Odette to start by immediately taking his glans into her mouth.

As his soft cock was swallowed whole, Odette's tongue rolled warmly beneath the glans.

"Hahk!"

He naturally gasped for air.

"Mmm... hmm, hmm..."

When his eyes met Odette's innocent, smiling gaze, an inexplicable sense of guilt washed over him.

Simultaneously, a feeling of depravity strong enough to overcome that guilt directly stimulated his sexual desire.

Soon, his cock began to swell vigorously.

Though her tongue work was clumsy, Odette had shed any hesitation about performing fellatio.

"Haap, chuap... tsk... puhah...! How is it? Feels better than last time, right?"

"Y-yes, it does..."

Last time was merely about holding the glans in her mouth, but this time felt more serious.

Odil, who had been watching with her arms crossed from the side, chimed in.

"Odette got really into the manual. She was making a fuss, practicing all sorts of things by herself."

"Why are you only telling on me! You practiced with me too!"

"I only tried it out of curiosity because you were so enthusiastic. I wasn't as serious as you."

As Odette flared up and argued, her heated breath tickled the saliva-covered cock.

At that subtle stimulation, Siwoo's angry lump twitched and slipped from Odette's hand, hitting her chin.

"Kyaak!"

Odette let out a small yelp.

A slave delivering an uppercut with his cock to an Apprentice Witch.

It was an extremely awkward situation.

"I'm sorry."

"No, Assistant. I learned that men move like this when they feel good. I'm actually happy? It means my practice paid off."

Odette, seemingly having forgotten her argument with her sister over the verified results of her practice, smiled brightly and resumed the fellatio.

While Siwoo's face seemed on the verge of melting, Odil, who had been observing his reaction, continued to wear a dissatisfied expression.

"Assistant, does it feel that good? You look like a cat that got the canary."

"Lady Odette has become quite... skilled."

"Hmm, I see."

Then, Odil suddenly began unbuttoning Siwoo's suit.

She moved his tie aside and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Wondering what this was about, Siwoo looked at Odil, and a sly reply came back.

"I'm as skilled as Odette. I'm confident when it comes to learning new things."

Odil then pressed herself closely against Siwoo, whose chest was now fully exposed.

She placed her lips on the nape of his neck like a loach cleaning an aquarium.

"How does it feel when I kiss your neck like this? Do you really get excited by this?"

With one hand wrapped around his waist to pull him close and the other holding his collar open, Odil showered his neck with kisses.

"Well? How is it?"

"It tickles... and feels good."

It was a sensation entirely different from simple pleasure.

It was a ticklish, pleasant feeling that made goosebumps rise all over his body.

"Sis! I'm the one doing it right now. Don't interrupt."

"You talk as if the Assistant belongs to you? You're the one who started without a word."

A woman's quarrel.

He never thought he'd live to use such a phrase.

But it perfectly described the current situation.

Who would have thought the day would come when beautiful twins would fight over Siwoo's body?

"But the Assistant would definitely prefer my mouth, right?"

"Oh my, Odette, that's why you're no good. The manual says pleasure from the atmosphere is more important than peripheral pleasure. How can we learn such different things from the same book?"

Odil's tongue, pointed provocatively, licked Siwoo's nape and trailed downward.

Her soft, saliva-moistened tongue moved from his nape, collarbone, and chest toward Siwoo's nipple.

"Kuhk!"

With her eyes gently closed, Odil tickled Siwoo's nipple with the tip of her tongue and began sucking on his chest like a baby.

Having never had his nipple sucked before, he never imagined it would feel like this.

It was more ecstatic than he'd thought.

Especially Odil's profile from this angle was utterly captivating.

The cock in Odette's mouth grew even more rigid and throbbed powerfully.

"See? The Assistant's hips lifted off the couch."

"Puhah...! It must be because of me that he feels so good!"

Of course, the responsibility of judging this petty fight fell to Siwoo.

"Assistant! Whose mouth feels better?"

"Assistant! Whose mouth feels better?"

A situation where a shrimp's back gets a meridian massage while whales fight.

Naturally, there were risks involved.

Siwoo could only sweat profusely, unable to easily open his mouth.

Truthfully, it was hard to definitively say which was better.

"They're good in different ways, so it's hard to judge."

"I can't accept that answer."

"That's right! If you're a man, Assistant, you should decide boldly!"

It was a troublesome request.

It was clear that taking one side would upset the other.

"I'd like to tell you an old story."

"Suddenly?"

"You're changing the subject, aren't you?"

"No, just listen first."

And so, Siwoo suddenly began the famous tale of the black ox and the white ox.

When a scholar approached a farmer plowing a field with two oxen and asked, "Which ox works better, the black one or the white one?" the farmer whispered, "The black ox works better."

When the puzzled scholar asked, "Why are you whispering this?" the farmer replied, "Even if they're beasts, praising only one will hurt the other's feelings." The scholar was impressed by the farmer's wisdom.

Odil, who had stopped her caresses, listened to Siwoo's clumsy storytelling, while Odette still held his cock in her mouth.

It was somewhat amusing how quietly they listened.

"Thus, if I boldly make a decision, I fear it might harm the friendship between Lady Odil and Lady Odette."

"I can't accept that."

"Me neither. Odette and I are already rivals."

"That's why I'll tell each of you separately. First, Lady Odil, lend me your ear."

Odil perked up her ears.

Siwoo whispered in a voice so soft that Odette couldn't hear."Sir Odil's felt better. But Lady Odette would be sad to hear that, wouldn't she? I've learned that the winner should show mercy to the loser. With your compassionate heart, please don't show too much delight and offer Lady Odette a word of praise."

Next was Odette.

Of course, I said the opposite to Odette.

Even if the Twins are simple-minded, would this really work?

"Ahem, Odette. Still, it seems you've achieved results commensurate with your practice. You truly are my sister."

"You as well, sister. It's impressive how you targeted areas I hadn't considered."

It worked perfectly.

Odil and Odette exchanged pleasantries while trying to suppress the corners of their mouths from curling upward.

It resolved so easily according to plan that it was almost absurd.

After a brief lull, a change in positions occurred.

This time, Odil was on the bottom, Odette on top.

"Excuse me, smack."

Odette began the foreplay by puckering her lips and kissing the chest.

If Odil had focused on sucking, Odette focused on poking the chest with the tip of her tongue.

That alone was an overwhelming pleasure.

Meanwhile, from below, Odil's relentless offensive continued.

"Hahm, slurp.... Churrup...!"

Odil, with a slightly rougher pressure than her younger sister, sucked the cock with slurping sounds until her flushed cheeks hollowed.

It was distinctly different from the fellatio I felt from Sophia earlier.

Compared to Sophia, a mature Witch, Odil was fresh and utterly clumsy.

However, driven by her competitive spirit with her younger sister, her determination to make Siwoo feel even better was absolutely unwavering.

Her very attempt to move her awkward tongue with utmost sincerity partially satisfied the male's desire for conquest.

That intention alone earned bonus points.

"Hahm... pop... Chwoop, churrup..."

-Pop!

Odil, who had been sucking the cock while closely observing the changes in Siwoo's expression, suddenly pulled the cock out of her mouth.

"About to cum?"

"Yes... soon...!"

Odil, holding Siwoo's cock and placing a small glass vial in front, began a handjob.

"Definitely much faster than last time."

A bold smile was etched on her face.

Seeing her proud of her improved technique, Siwoo felt an indescribable emotion.

"You said to make a ring like this and focus stimulation on the glans, right?"

"Wow! Assistant's chest is twitching!"

Odette, who was still playing with and sucking the chest, swirled her tongue curiously and urged the ejaculation.

-Twitch! Twitch! Twitch!

Simultaneously, the cock in Odil's small hand twitched as if exploding.

The milky white fluid, pulsing out silently like a stream of urine.

The Twins' gazes turned toward the inside of the glass vial.

"Wow, wow, wow."

"It's cumming for so long."

Odette exclaimed admiration each time the small vial filled up, while Odil watched with curiosity at the unusually long ejaculation time compared to last time.

Ejaculating while receiving continuous stimulation on the chest provided a satisfaction on a different level.

It felt as if there was another cock attached to the nipple, ejaculating from there as well.

Perhaps because the vial was so small, it filled to the brim with cum.

Even though it was a situation he didn't particularly desire, being half-forced to ejaculate, Siwoo's mind was still filled with lecherous demons.

Because that vial looked like the Twins' Wombs.

Someday, when they inherit the name Gemernai, wouldn't I be able to taste a true sister double-decker with both of them side by side?

The humiliation suffered in Gehenna.

If I could release it into the beautiful twin Witches' Bojis, it seemed there would be no regrets.

"Huh!"

Birds of a feather flock together, as they say. It seems I've been too influenced by Takasho.

While Siwoo hurriedly gathered and put on his clothes, Odil and Odette were examining the sloshing cum inside the vial from various angles.

Couldn't they at least wait while I get dressed?

"Is there a problem?"

"No, no particular problem. Now we just need to mix it."

"Assistant, it seems like twice as much as last time."

Odil dipped the cum into the pre-prepared Potion of Eros.

Whether due to the magic power contained in the thick, dense cum or the nature of the Potion of Eros itself, it melted away without even needing separate stirring.

"With this, it's complete."

Odil and Odette looked at the reagent vial, which had begun to glow brighter than before with an enthusiasm befitting the term 'mad scientist.'

"Sister... this looks like it'll taste terrible."

Odette, remembering the bitter, pungent, and astringent taste of cum, shuddered.

Odil also wore a less-than-enthusiastic expression.

"But drinking this will allow you to understand what love is even more deeply."

"I think I love the scones from teatime... Couldn't you try it first, sister?"

"If you're that reluctant, you don't have to drink it, Lady Odette."

Siwoo's attempt at futile dissuasion was, of course, ignored.

"No! Odette! For accurate experimental results, we need cross-verification with about three people!"

"Ugh...."

Odil took out small whiskey glasses from the minibar and divided the reagent equally into them.

"20mL per person. Odette, you must drink it all without leaving any."

"Ugh...."

"For the pursuit of love!"

The Twins drank from their glasses simultaneously.

Author's Note (Afterword)

I'm off to write again, aah...!