Chapter 23
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: 5. Mana Recharge (3)
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As a witch myself, of course.
I have a bit of a superiority complex, even if it's not too extreme.
Can't be helped.
It's only natural that we witches are superior to humans.
The only thing humans can hold up against witches is their science and technology, at best.
And even that's just mildly impressive at most—not surprising.
Science is just their clumsy attempt at a substitute because they can't wield magic.
It's like trying to climb game ranks using your feet instead of your hands.
If they'd achieved something superior to magic with it, that'd be one thing, but human science and technology is still mostly on par with magic from a few hundred years ago.
With the sole exception of video games, there's nothing even worth a second glance.
So, how could I not feel superior toward these dull, stupid humans whose only value—for males, at least—is "mana recharge"?
"Since it's your first time, Lady Neria, you might feel something strange along the way."
"……."
"If you want to stop at any point, just say the word."
That sense of superiority,
right now,
was turning straight into humiliation.
"……."
Here I was, cradled in the arms of a human I'd always looked down on, legs spread wide.
My pants were already off, leaving just a thin layer of pure white panties to cover my most private place.
Any moment now, that human's long fingers would plunge inside me, stirring things up.
Obscene sounds I'd only ever heard in fiction would leak out in droves.
Each one was an assault on my dignity as a witch.
...And maybe that's why, the more I dwelled on it, the louder my heartbeat seemed to grow.
The thumping in my ears right now,
couldn't be Nam Dowon's heart,
because it matched my own rhythm perfectly.
Yeah, probably mine.
"...This part in between is called the clitoris. Do you know about it?"
"……Ngh."
I know.
His index and middle fingers had just slid smoothly along the edge of my panties.
The tender little bud sprouting in between.
I knew that spot was called the clitoris.
...I even knew from erotic novels that it was ridiculously sensitive—mess with it wrong, and the pleasure could turn painful.
But with my shame already maxed out, I got defensive for no reason.
"Wh-what's with asking about that all of a sudden? That's not what I asked for…!"
"I told you earlier. It's too dry to just shove my fingers in recklessly."
"So what does fingering have to do with the cli…toris…."
"...Better to show you than explain, I think."
"What…? Show me how… ……Hik?"
And the result was this.
His fingertips, which had been brushing softly, suddenly touched somewhere insanely sensitive, and I clamped my thighs shut without thinking.
That "somewhere insane"—right on my clitoris.
He hadn't even pressed hard or pinched it like he was testing me.
...Just a light graze, and my back arched with a jolt.
I grabbed his arm tight, thighs squeezed together.
"Hey…! What the hell are you doing touching me like that out of nowhere…!"
"...Out of nowhere? I thought I'd given plenty of warning…."
"Give me more! Like, 'I'm gonna touch your clit now, Lady Neria, get ready—5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ding!' or something…!"
"...I'll announce it right before, then."
"Hmph…."
...Come to think of it, his hand had slid naturally from my lower belly down to my panties.
We'd just been talking about the clitoris. He'd said he couldn't just poke around blindly.
And he'd even mentioned showing me with actions instead of words.
Putting it together piece by piece, he was maybe 60% right... but I wasn't backing down.
That's just how witches are.
"……."
And right then.
That "strange sensation" from moments ago was still swimming through my mind.
...Startled by the weird pleasure—eerily similar to what I'd felt when he toyed with my breasts—I hesitated only briefly.
Still gripping his arm, I shyly parted my legs again.
This time too, deep down, I didn't hate it.
"...Gonna touch it again? The cli… whatever…?"
"Yes. I'll start around the edges and keep stimulating it. That way, I can do what you want, Lady Neria."
"Ugh…."
"If you don't like it, we can stop right—"
"Wh-who said I don't like it? …It's just awkward, that's all…."
"……."
"...Do it."
When a woman gets aroused, slick fluid seeps along the vaginal walls or whatever—yeah, I know the gist.
I'm not a total newbie.
I'd just never bothered out of fear and laziness.
...But this time, I've got a decent human right here at home.
Leave it to him, and it'll probably turn out fine.
"...Okay, touching soon, so brace yourself…."
"I get it, just do it! …You're seriously gonna say the whole countdown, you jerk…."
"...Yes, Lady Neria."
I snapped at him for dragging it out, and sure enough, another sigh came from behind.
He thinks I don't hear them, but I do.
Just wait.
Later, I'll grill him on why he sighed, and his face will be priceless….
"……Hng…?"
Or so I smirked to myself.
Then his fingers softly teased around my clitoris.
"...Ah, wait……."
"……."
...Exactly like that.
Just like when he'd touched my lower belly earlier—pressing lightly.
Then slowly stroking upward. That's it.
"Hey… Nam… Dowon… that feels kinda weird……."
"Really weird?"
"……A little…."
"A little."
The next touch didn't hit the clit directly either.
Still just gently circling around it.
But why,
with just that,
"...You're way too tense, Lady Neria."
"D-don't tell me how to relax…."
"Not advice—just friendly counsel."
"……Hmph."
did it feel so strangely good, almost like direct contact?
"...B-better? You said I was tense, so I tried loosening up…."
"...Much better than before. I'll keep going like this, then."
"Keep… y-yeah……."
"……."
A mere human bossing me around…,
I shoved that witchy thought deep down and surrendered my body to him even more.
...Not much different from before, but straight-up bitch-in-heat vibes.
A pose I never would've struck before,
again.
Just like the first time.
"………Hic, ngh…?"
The girl's little bud got squeezed—firmly.
After all that teasing around it, way stronger than before.
...And it felt so much better because of it.
My waist, which had been lying still,
started jerking involuntarily.
"...Good thing you like it."
"Wh-what makes you think… I like it…!"
"Not exactly a 'hate it' reaction."
"That's…."
"...Did you hate it?"
"……."
I didn't hate it.
This pervert had made my breasts feel good last time too—his "adult lessons" mostly landed on the pleasurable side.
Just admitting it out loud was embarrassing as hell.
I bit my lower lip innocently as a result, and after a short deep breath, he gripped me tighter and said,
"No objection... so I'll continue."
"……."
...His fingers teasing below
started moving again.
"……Ngh, …—hk, ha……."
Even through my panties—not direct contact—and my body was already overwhelmed by the pleasure.
Not figuratively—literally.
My waist had bucked on its own just now, and my spread thighs were trembling nonstop.
And no matter how hard I clamped my lips, frail little moans escaped against my will, over and over.
Whose voice was that? Sounded just like some girl's.
But I couldn't just give in and pant freely….
Not with this guy's reactions right behind me.
I couldn't let go.
"...Wet enough now."
"I-I know, no need to say it…!"
My body, my panties—I could tell.
At some point, they were soaked through, the thin fabric clinging damply to my skin.
Something I'd never experienced before.
Utterly alien sensation.
Soaked panties from my own fluids? Mortifying—made me want to crawl into a hole.
Nam Dowon kept stroking over them, grazed my clit a few more times, then moved his hand elsewhere.
"...No experience yet, so just the tip."
Direction: to the side.
Pulling my panties aside.
He tugged them firmly to the side,
then gently pressed one finger to my tight entrance.
"...Okay?"
"……F-fine."
Had to do it anyway.
For mana recharge, I'd need something longer and thicker than this.
Prelude couldn't be this tough, so gripping his arm, I nodded.
A little scary no matter what, though.
Like hugging a teddy bear for comfort.
"……."
"……."
And surprisingly,
the result was…
...Thanks to how soaked I was?
No pain at all.
His fingertip slipped easily inside,
and pulled out with just a sticky wet sound.
A bit anticlimactic for the buildup.
"...Good job enduring, Lady Neria."
But that didn't mean
nothing gained.
The process was key.
"...G-good job. Yeah…."
...Indirect experience, huh.
Even that first breast massage was decent.
Today, over-the-panties teasing,
felt way better.
"...Tissue, please…."
"...Ah, yes. One sec."
Sex with him,
might actually feel really good too…?