City of Witches Chapter 50

Odil waited for Siwoo's touch, her body taut with tension.

Her face burned hot, her head dizzy with feverish heat.

A sensation she had never felt while touching herself alone.

In truth, Odil was already convinced her theory wasn't wrong.

Because when his fingers, thickly coated with lubricant, tickled that unclean hole, she felt goosebumps prickling all over.

And soon, just as she had seen in that perverted delivery video, each time his fingers slid in and out, she felt her body jolt and tremble.

The foreign sensation of another person's body, not her own, penetrating inside her.

Beyond mere foreignness, an ashy heat that made her lower abdomen tingle.

If she wanted to stop, she could have ended it just ten seconds after starting, and Odil had indeed tried to halt all this shameful activity midway.

But that unfamiliar sensation she felt then.

That sensation made her postpone her judgment to end the experiment.

Her breathing grew gradually heavier, even though her head wasn't flushed from the Mysterious Potion.

Her legs began to quiver, and the hot pleasure that spread each time his hand groped her body.

Odil didn't dislike it at all.

Rather, she grew curious, she wanted to keep feeling it.

Just like a puppy in heat for the first time rubbing its genitals against a blanket, Odil's state was similar.

So she suppressed the moans rising in her throat and entrusted her body to his hands.

More, more.

If it felt even better from here, she couldn't help but wonder what new pleasure awaited on the next step.

That's how she felt for the first time.

As the layers of accumulated pleasure crumbled down with his intense caresses, Odil saw a bright light she had never experienced before.

A dazzling, warm light, as if a sparkling burst had erupted behind her eyeballs.

"Haa... haa...."

Biting her teeth tight and pressing the blanket she was clutching against her mouth to stifle the shameful sounds, Odil suddenly remembered.

When she first discovered sweet desserts.

The sponge melting softly on her tongue and the sweet cream had expanded the horizon of her once bland world of taste.

After that, Odil took Odette and spent all her allowance extravagantly, visiting every patisserie in Gehenna.

All with the single-minded determination to conquer every dessert in Gehenna.

Though there remained a behind-the-scenes story that after both got full of cavities and were thoroughly scolded, their allowances were halved and they could only enjoy them under strict control.

Anyway.

The situation now was very similar to back then.

A newly discovered sweet sensation.

Newly discovered lewd things.

Just as she had endlessly put desserts into her mouth, she wanted to know more and more, to feel more and more.

If it felt this good with just a finger.

What would it be like to receive his thing in this state?

Wouldn't it feel even better than now?

She had something she wanted to know, even if it meant lying, even if it meant braving shame.

And when Odil became curious about something.

She absolutely had to find out to be satisfied.

Siwoo gripped his stiff cock with his hand.

He gently rubbed the Glans, soaked in pre-ejaculate, against the cleft between Odil's buttocks.

"Haa...."

He had felt it before, but how could a human body be this soft and bouncy?

Just from rubbing like this, he was confident he wouldn't last long before ejaculating.

"I'm really going to put it in."

"Ugh... yeah! You know? You have to put it in just a little?"

He wasn't sure if that would work, but Siwoo grabbed Odil's pelvis and firmly pressed the Glans against the hole.

The enticing rear Boji glistening with lubricant.

Even though it was an unused hole, it was still an excretory organ. It made sense to feel repulsed, but he didn't think that at all.

Rather, the feeling of engaging in perverted sex, not conventional sex, instilled an inexplicable sense of depravity in Siwoo.

-Squish...!

Was it because he had loosened it with his finger beforehand? Or was it because it was the second time, so Odil had gotten the hang of it?

His cock began to push in much more easily than when he had first penetrated Odil.

"Hiiieeuung....! Ah, it hurts...! Slower... hiyuk...!"

Even though only the very tip of the Glans had entered, Odil's body began to tremble violently.

She complained of pain.

In fact, the difference in their physiques was considerable.

Siwoo was tall even among Korean men, and his cock was exceptionally large, while Odil was visibly small in stature.

And the even tighter rear hole naturally widened the gap further.

Even if Siwoo pushed in just the Glans, for Odil it was a penetration close to her limit.

But she couldn't run away or yield here.

Lowering her knees.

Tensing her legs.

Clenching her fists.

Widening her eyes.

Gritting her teeth.

Gripping the cock tightly and taking one big step forward.

Unyielding against the fierce resistance, Siwoo pushed his cock in further.

"Hauk!"

Once a certain depth was penetrated, just like last time, Odil instead began to suck in Siwoo's thing.

As the Glans fully entered, Odil hopped up onto her tiptoes.

Her upper body, which had been lying down, sprang up like a spring, creating a sleek curve like the keel of a sailing ship.

"Fuck...."

Siwoo involuntarily let out a low curse.

That's how ecstatic and tight the hole was.

Fortunately, Odil seemed to have no mental capacity left to hear his words, as she just trembled violently.

"Did you... put it in... to the end...?"

"Yes, it's in."

Probably thanks to the sensation gently enveloping his cock.

Still, after putting it in once like this, a bit of the madness subsided.

After all, what Odil had requested was just putting it in at the end, and while Siwoo was prepared to pull out his thing anytime, he also waited for Odil's next words.

Because he also looked forward to swinging his hips to his heart's content.

"Assistant... now... want to try moving once? You're curious too, right...."

Odil said in a creeping voice.

It was a timid voice that didn't suit her at all.

Thinking, 'So she did have some awareness of being embarrassed?', he placed his hand on the spot he had wanted to grab since earlier.

Where does one hold before moving the hips in a doggy-style position?

Of course, it's the so-called 'love handles' where the waist and pelvis meet.

As the Nightgown rode up, slightly revealing the handles, Siwoo grabbed them and felt a shock.

He knew from appearance that they were slender and small, but holding them as if enveloping them with both hands made it even more palpable.

A woman's body, no, Odil's body, was truly small.

And it possessed a sleek line that was difficult to describe in words.

It was completely different from a man's solid, blocky waist.It was like holding a porcelain doll molded from flesh.

"Is it okay to move this?"

A simultaneous sense of danger bloomed.

This was an object that had been forced into such a small hole as if being shoved in.

Even considering Odil's body was half Spirit Body, the thought that moving it back and forth could lead to big trouble crossed my mind.

"Right now... Ah... it doesn't hurt, so it should be okay...?"

Even just being still inside Odil's rear, it twitches and tightens around the cock, feeling incredibly good.

How would it feel if her tight grip stroked the cock up and down?

It was only natural for such curiosity to arise.

"Then, I'll try putting it in a bit more."

"Ugh... okay, I meant to only put it in at the end, but I guess there's no helping it..."

And it seemed Odil shared the same curiosity.

After all, Odil, who had clearly said to only put it in at the end, was now cooperating with Siwoo's actions without any resistance.

Siwoo, engrossed in exploring an unknown sensation he had never experienced before, suddenly felt a chilling cold that ran down his spine.

A sense of danger, almost instinctual.

-Thud!

Then, from very far away, the sound of a door closing could be heard.

Like a herbivore catching the scent of a predator carried by the wind, Siwoo could sense it.

This sound was Amelia opening her door and coming out.

"Assistant...? Why are you just standing there?"

"Shh, shh, shh."

Siwoo quietly pricked up his ears and urgently whispered to Odil.

"Lady Odil, I think Lady Amelia is coming."

"What? Hic!"

Odil sprang up from her seat.

In that moment, the object embedded in her slipped out with a shluck, causing Odil to make a sound like a hiccup.

It seemed even Odil knew that showing such a state to Amelia wouldn't be good.

"What do we do, what do we do?"

"The music box! Use the music box!"

"That's just a trick that won't work in front of a Witch of the professor's caliber! If she's right in front of us, she'll catch on!"

Odil hurriedly pulled up her drawers and threw on her cloak.

Her eyes darted around busily, searching for a place to hide.

There wasn't much time to flounder like that.

In a hurry, Siwoo pointed under the bed.

"Hide here for now."

How would Amelia react upon seeing the sight of her personal slave alone with an apprentice Witch in the dead of night?

Siwoo couldn't guarantee any answer.

He might be able to make up some excuse and get by, but conversely, a suspicious Amelia might directly report it to Gemernai.

Like a thief feeling a pang of conscience, Siwoo's imagination never flowed in an optimistic direction.

Just as Odil was crawling on all fours under the bed.

Siwoo hastily straightened his shabby work clothes, which he wore as a substitute for pajamas, and stepped out of the room.

"Gasp!"

As soon as he opened the door, Amelia was standing there.

Clad in a pure white nightgown, she held a lamp in one hand, illuminating the darkness.

He hadn't heard the sound of the door opening.

Perhaps she had been about to open the bedroom door, as the distance was incredibly close.

Feeling cold sweat flowing like a waterfall, Siwoo greeted her as nonchalantly as possible.

"Lady Amelia, what brings you here at this late hour?"

Siwoo, blocking the space behind the door with his body, worried that the sight of Odil hiding under the bed might be visible.

Amelia stared intently at Siwoo, who was dripping with cold sweat, then tilted her head slightly.

"Siwoo, what were you doing in your room? You're sweating."

"Haha... I was just doing a bit of exercise. I haven't been doing much physical work lately, so I have some excess energy."

To be precise, he was just about to start some waist exercises.

He said it without giving anything away, but would Amelia really buy it?

"I came because I have something to talk about."

"The room is a bit messy. Let's do it in the living room."

Siwoo tried to naturally close the door, but Amelia didn't budge an inch from her spot.

Without pushing her aside, it was impossible to step out and close the door, making it an extremely awkward situation.

"Do you have something to hide?"

At this uncharacteristic behavior from Amelia, Siwoo's heart sank with a thud.

Because she was actually craning her neck, trying to peek inside the room.

Considering her usual demeanor, where she even pays attention to her gait to maintain dignity, Siwoo's current state must seem quite suspicious indeed.

"Something to hide...? Nothing of the sort!"

Instead, Siwoo swung the door wide open.

There had been enough time to hide now.

Unless Odil had the bad timing to sneeze or something, it would be difficult for Amelia to notice her presence.

"Hmm..."

Amelia alternated looking at the slightly messy room and Siwoo's face, then pulled her body back.

As if he had been waiting, Siwoo closed the door and stepped out into the living room.

"So, what brings you here?"

"I came to give you this."

Only then could Siwoo pay attention to the object in Amelia's hand.

A bundle of clothes.

Giving something again, huh.

Lately, Amelia felt like an event mob from an RPG.

Whenever they met or she came to find him, she always handed over snacks or cigarettes and left.

"If you keep living in those shabby clothes, the room will get dirty, won't it? Change into this at night."

Amelia's drop item this time was a pajama set knitted from wool, so cozy that just putting it on would make sleepiness gently wash over you.

"Thank you. I was actually uncomfortable sleeping, so this is perfect."

Siwoo bowed his head slightly in greeting to Amelia.

Amelia nodded as if accepting the thanks was only proper, then sat down at the living room table.

Why isn't she leaving?

Siwoo stood at attention hesitantly beside her.

Just being close to her for no reason made him uneasy.

While Siwoo alone was on high alert, Amelia opened her mouth.

"I've decided to go to Border Town tomorrow. Accompany me."

It was a sudden invitation to accompany her.

Author's Note (Afterword)

Today, two consecutive updates were my limit!