Chapter 58
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 58
Chapter Title: 15. The Role-Play I Want to Try
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15. The role-play I want to try
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I did it again.
Instead of the usual missionary position where I just pounded away with her lying flat on her back, this time I went with a position that had gotten a pretty good reaction from Neria before.
Grabbing her hips as she obediently got on all fours without a single complaint, I kept going until the urge to cum welled up again.
And came inside her once more.
...Today was a day I could do whatever I wanted, after all.
I paid a little attention to Neria's mood, sure.
Honestly, it wasn't like I did everything exactly my way from 1 to 10—I was watching her a bit.
Even if it was vacation time she'd approved, I couldn't just floor the gas the whole time.
No plans to quit this heavenly job anytime soon, after all.
"...Ugh, heh..."
This was the second time, right after the creampie just moments ago.
As I poured another load of that jelly-like semen into her womb, it overflowed nonstop like there was no space left, dripping onto the bed.
It was already quite the sight while my dick was plugging her up like a cork, but pulling out made it even more spectacular.
The semen that used to slide down her thighs didn't even have time for that now—it was gushing out, soaking her clit.
To humans, that might just be baby batter, but to a witch, it was all mana.
I wondered if a witch like Lady Erzel would just let the bed sheets swallow it up like that.
With that idle thought, I took care of Neria.
"Good work, Lady Neria."
"Mm..."
...She wasn't exactly the haughty witch lady of my fantasies, but Neria was still a water apprentice witch with some spirit to her.
Seeing her on all fours just because I told her to, twitching with pleasure... it stirred up this ticklish sense of conquest bubbling inside me.
Part of me wanted to mark that pale ass with a rough handprint as a reward.
But that felt a bit too bold to try right now.
If everything we did together always felt good, maybe someday she'd reluctantly allow even that.
Naturally, a new item got added to my bucket list.
—Lightly spank Neria's ass.
Achievement rate: 0%.
"Shower right away?"
"Can't you see how I am...? Let me rest a bit first... later..."
"Got it. Laundry seems tough right now too... Hm..."
Lunchtime was probably approaching, so maybe I should whip up some fried rice for Neria.
That was my initial thought, but then I changed my mind midway.
I remembered something I needed to check with her.
"Did you enjoy it today?"
...Asking a girl for her review after it all was over felt kinda embarrassing, to be honest.
But a job's a job.
Kiss, kiss, and kiss some more.
Sex while stimulating her clit.
Another kiss, then creampie.
The cleanup blowjob Erzel had mentioned.
Then on all fours again for one more creampie.
Listing it out like that, it sounded like super lovey-dovey couple stuff, but maybe something didn't sit right with Neria.
"...Hmm..."
"......"
Neria, now lying on her side, peeled away the pale bluish-purple hair stuck to her sweat-damp cheek and let out a groan.
Her still-flushed left ear peeked out briefly before getting covered again, but I didn't mention it—mentioning it would probably earn me a punch.
"The kisses were... so-so."
For Neria, "so-so" was basically code for "I liked it," after a month of decoding Neria-speak.
I nodded slowly.
"Glad you didn't hate it."
"...Your mouth smelled too much like toothpaste."
"But you too, Lady Neria..."
"Shut up. Next time, eat a candy or something first."
Meaning there'd be a next time.
No reason to refuse.
"And that... thing. Rubbing my clit while doing it. That was pretty good."
About what I expected.
She'd had her first squirting orgasm from that, after all.
If she'd said it was meh, I would've pointed to the wet spot under her legs right now as evidence and grilled her. Kinda disappointing she didn't give me an opening.
...Like a true water witch, she was soaked through—perfect for teasing.
Maybe snap a pic before laundry.
"I'll keep that in mind. So we can do it again later."
"...Did it feel good for you? When I licked it clean and swallowed?"
"...Yeah."
"...Ahem."
Since it was embarrassing to say, Neria pulled the blanket beside her over herself after speaking.
That hid the soft, squishy breasts peeking through her open pajamas...,
Eh, whatever. Fine by me.
There's that whole "allure of the hidden" thing, right?
If anything, partially covered seemed even hotter.
Meanwhile, Neria, who'd gone quiet, suddenly bristled up and spoke.
"...B-But that stuff we talked about before? Isn't that obvious? Rubbing my clit feels good, naughty stuff feels good, so doing them together has to feel even better, right?"
"Exactly. So if we keep trying different things, we'll eventually find something that perfectly matches Lady Neria's tastes."
"I-I'm not saying I want to go that far searching..."
"But isn't that my job? Finding ways for you to 'recharge mana' while feeling good."
"Ugh..."
Neria hugged the blanket tighter, embarrassed.
She glared at me with those pale bluish-purple eyes, then added softly.
"...What other ways feel good?"
"Well..."
...Should I just spill all my preferences now?
I toyed with the naughty idea but steered toward something more natural.
"There are too many kinds. You'd probably be better off exploring on your own. Kinda like self-study."
"M-Me, explore on my own?"
"Unlike the old days, you can find all sorts of naughty stuff anytime you want these days."
"I know that! You think I'm some 200-year-old master like my mentor? Sure, some apprentice witches are nearly 100, but I've only lived 20 years...?"
200 years old.
Being called mentor, Lady Erzel's probably around 500—
I thought to myself.
Unexpected intel.
With that, I tilted my head.
If the mentor's only 200, isn't that kinda young?
Not immortal per se, but eternal life... Maybe they die from something else.
Or maybe it's a merit-based system where they seize positions by strength.
...If Erzel's 200, Team Leader's probably around that age too.
Anyway, not relevant to Neria right now.
What we needed to settle was...
"If you know that well, you can self-study alone without issues, right, Lady Neria?"
"Ugh..."
There it was.
At that, Neria furrowed her brows slightly and started getting annoyed.
Until just now, she'd been cutely learning to kiss sloppily and sucking dick awkwardly.
Now she felt like the usual Neria.
"Fine, then I'll do that. I hear there's genres where the girl beats up the guy."
"I'll pass on my end. Not my thing."
"Really? You got beaten all day last time we gamed. 15 losses in a row?"
"That was just you being good at games, Lady Neria. No masochistic tastes here."
"Too bad..."
"......"
And compared to usual, I felt a bit more cheeky...
Probably from doing it twice with Neria, plus the cleanup blowjob.
I was unconsciously hyped up.
One slip-up and it'd be trouble.
Realizing that, I cleared my throat lightly and stood.
"If you're gonna keep resting, mind if I shower first?"
"Yeah. Go. Make lunch after."
"Got it."
...The bathroom was pretty nice, so showering together crossed my mind.
But she'd probably refuse right now.
Shelved that idea for later.
Mana recharging with Neria was finally on smooth track.
We'd gone beyond just plain sex; now I was pondering how to sneak in my own tastes.
...Progress was slower with the witch who'd been super receptive from the start.
This one.
"Pardon the intrusion."
In the corner of Seoul City Hall's 14th floor, bathed in crimson sunset glow.
I stood before the Apprentice Witch Rehabilitation Support Department plaque and turned the knob.
"Oh, Dowon... you're here."
Inside, Team Leader Eve sat in her usual neat attire.
A crisp navy blouse and black skirt that looked comfy. Employee ID dangling from her neck.
Just like the other civil servants I'd passed on the way—perfectly ordinary.
Except for one thing that wasn't quite her usual self.
"Ahaha..."
"...?"
Unlike her usual playful demeanor, today she laughed with an awkward stiffness.
Worried something was up, I approached as she called my name again.
"...Dowon."
"Yes, Team Leader."
"I heard you... met Erzel...?"
"...Ah."
That was it.
My lie got found out.
"Are you that close with Erzel, Dowon...? Like, you can hang out, sure, but isn't it normal to hesitate about defying the no-sex rule...?"
"We've only met a few times, but she treats me so casually. And I didn't feel like I was defying her."
"Ughhh..."
To be precise, I'd occasionally felt those eyes treating my body like a gas station, but I skipped that detail.
No point worrying over what hadn't happened yet.
With that cute, age-inappropriate whine, Team Leader Eve leaned back in her chair.
She swayed side to side for a bit before murmuring softly.
"...Rat hole. I need a rat hole..."
"......"
"Did I mess up saying Erzel opposed...? But then... it'd feel even hotter later..."
"......"
"When I suggested secretly using a wireless onahole, I thought it'd worked..."
...How was this the same woman who'd titfucked me into submission last night?
Should I comfort her? Or just listen?
Flustered, I pulled out the chair next to her and sat.
Last time she'd been caught with that naughty story, the vibe was similar—but today felt a notch worse.
On the bright side, it meant I was even more at ease with her now.
Couldn't help the awkward timing, though.
In the end, I smiled gently and took her side.
"I'm fine with it, Team Leader. If it's role-play, nothing weird about it."
"Role-play...?"
"Yeah. For example... sneaking sex behind an angry Erzel's back. Something like that."
"Ah... like that..."
"And now that it's out, it means we can do mana recharging normally too. Not all bad..."
I'd assumed she did it all on purpose for the role-play thrill, but apparently she wasn't that self-aware.
As I soothed her with that realization,
My eyes caught a box on her desk.
Yellow, about half the size of her tenkeyless keyboard in every dimension.
If I had to guess what was inside,
One thing came to mind.
"Team Leader, is this...?"
"...Ah."
And sure enough, she hunched her shoulders awkwardly.
Then, glancing sheepishly at my face, she said,
"......It's yours, Dowon. That."