Chapter 63
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: 16. The Things I Want to Try (2)
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Eve Lycaon.
Sex with her—the witch who wielded the highest level of spatial magic—had one unexpected advantage.
Namely, even though it was outdoor sex, you could get clothes dirty without a care.
"Well then, shall we try some impregnation sex in a more comfortable spot this time...?"
She hid her semen-stained back and ass, still with her wrists bound, and grabbed my shirt.
At first, it was like grabbing my collar a bit roughly, but now she was grinning broadly, playfully clutching around my solar plexus.
...Gently prodding my heart area with her fist like that—was it a timid revenge for the external ejaculation just moments ago?
I had no idea.
"......"
More importantly, what was nagging at me was...
This thing that was still rock-hard, even after I'd cum once.
Pressing firmly right now against Team Leader's navel from below.
I'd definitely emptied everything onto Team Leader's back just now.
Yet somehow, it already felt fully swollen again. How much time had even passed?
"One, two, warp."
Judging from Neria's magic, most spells could probably be cast silently without a voice.
And when I'd first experienced instant teleportation with Team Leader, all it took was her custom sound effect of 'zzap-.'
Yet counting out 'one, two' like this was her way of being considerate so I wouldn't panic.
And tossing in the word 'warp' was to hint at what was about to happen.
The background shifted in an instant beyond Team Leader, who was pressing her body against me while still gripping my shirt.
A plush-looking bed now cradled her back instead of the hard desk from before.
"Welcome, Dowon. A VIP's come to my humble abode."
"...Even on a bed, won't it hurt having your body pinned like this?"
"Ahaha. A little? But it's so soft, it's fine."
The office, drenched in sunset glow, had been replaced by a bedroom tinged with deeper shadows.
It didn't seem like the owner had any intention of keeping it tidy—clutter was scattered everywhere.
And right at the edge of my vision, a bra big enough for my hand hung over a chair.
It was my first time seeing the place, but figuring out whose it was wasn't hard.
Not just from the context.
The space reeked of a witch's scent, just like Team Leader's.
No way I wouldn't recognize it.
"Don't stare—it's embarrassing. Mind taking off your shoes first? Mine are back in the office after you took them off."
"Ah... Sorry. I got the bed dirty."
"Who cares about that? It's gonna get stained with semen anyway, and my back's already covered in yours."
"......"
"And one more thing. Why'd you suddenly switch back to your usual polite Dowon self?"
Team Leader poked my cheek with her finger shaped like a gun.
"...What was it? Something like 'this Team Leader bitch is fucking horny'? You straight-up plagiarized my smut lines..."
"......"
"Ehehe. Dowon. Hey, Dowon. Relax and look over here."
"Yes, Team Leader."
"Just wondering if you might like it, but...!"
"......"
"...Want me to make it even hotter for you?"
Contrary to Team Leader's triumphant declaration, there wasn't any dramatic change.
The only real difference from the sex just before was this.
"...This is what you meant by 'making it hotter'?"
"Huh...? Oh, it's not turning you on...?"
She'd fully unbuttoned my shirt, letting me see her bare chest. That was it.
For how boldly she'd brought it up, it was pretty underwhelming.
Well, she was basically a virgin herself now that she'd finally had her first time, just like Neria...
Couldn't be helped.
"Don't guys like this...? Plus, you were staring so hard last time. You came buckets when I gave you that paizuri."
"I haven't said I hate it once. Team Leader. I was just asking."
"But your reaction's so meh! Like, 'pfft, that's it?' That's the vibe right now."
"......"
Damn, her instincts were sharp.
I coughed awkwardly in response, and Team Leader smirked slyly before continuing.
"Then tell me what you want. If it sounds doable, I'll do it."
The things I wanted to try.
A few came to mind right away, of course.
You usually knew someone's fetishes long before their career goals, after graduation or whatever.
But muttering them out loud in front of Team Leader? Way too embarrassing.
So I picked something fairly mainstream.
Something even a freshly deflowered Team Leader could probably guess.
"Maybe change up... how you address me a bit."
And with that, I pushed my glans into her sopping wet entrance.
As I started groping one of her voluptuous tits visible beneath me, Team Leader whispered in a low voice.
"...Did you want to hear something like 'Master'...?"
"......"
"Ehehe. Master? Master Dowon~ Mas... ter..."
The moment she finished speaking.
I thrust my cock in deeper with more force.
Her walls, which had clenched tight even around a single finger at first, were now loose enough to barely accommodate me.
Just like she'd said, her cock-hungry pussy got even hotter as I slammed it in hard.
"Heek... So you wanted to hear that... Then I'm your cum-dump maid... something like that, yeah...?"
Even back in the office, this spot had gotten the best reactions.
When I pressed firmly into the shallow area inside her clit, Team Leader's voice hitched.
...Her already tight walls were gnawing at my cock like crazy, and I could already feel the urge to cum building.
I'd settle this conquest once by crushing the deepest part of Eve Team Leader as punishment.
And to the woman gazing up at me with eyes brimming with affectionate bliss,
Like a proper cum-dump maid.
I pinned her fully to the bed.
And used her.
"M-Master... You're going too... fast..."
"......"
"Tonight, I'll... handle it all night... long..."
"......"
"So, um... ngh...!"
Amid the wet slaps of skin on skin, Team Leader's voice leaked out faintly.
She always flustered me when she took the lead and attacked.
But with this submissive title, her lips seemed reluctant to form the words.
Well, even back in the office when she was getting scolded by me,
Every action,
Every word,
She'd been embarrassed to let them out.
"Ha... ah... nng...!"
Not so much from humiliation,
But from genuine embarrassment when she tried to immerse herself.
...Trying to play cum-dump maid under some lowly human,
It was just mortifying.
Her upper lips hesitated even on short titles, so I glanced down at her lower lips coating my cock in pure white slutty juices.
"...Hic...!"
Once more.
All the way in.
I slammed my cock home.
"Heek, w-wait... ah...!"
Her golden eyes suddenly rolled upward.
Her mouth gaped open, gasping for breath.
I chuckled softly at the tiny contradiction—that this self-proclaimed cum-dump maid was actually enjoying herself the most.
...And savored the sticky threads stretching out in multiple strands now.
Every time I pulled my cock out, her juices stretched like this.
For someone who was a virgin just moments ago, how soaking wet was she?
What a pervert.
"Hoo..."
Hot.
In that short time, the bedroom had filled with heat.
Her tits slipped through my sweaty grip each time I squeezed, so I wasn't the only one.
So this time, I moved my hips more leisurely.
Sending away the sensation of straight-up fucking Team Leader senseless for a bit.
Downgrading it to the feeling of simply using her.
"...Ngh... ha... ugh...!"
But this cum-dump maid had zero composure left.
When I was pounding her hard, my glans kept slamming into her depths.
When I used her gently, it kept catching on the soft, squishy shallow parts of her walls.
All she could do was twitch her arms and legs.
"...M-Master... ♡"
Driving me insane.
I ignored the exhaustion from the heat and started slamming into Team Leader—pang, pang, pang.
Her walls rippled nonstop from the intense stimulation, but I didn't care.
If anything, I pinched and twisted her cherry-pink nipples harder while thrusting.
...I'd noticed it when I visited Neria's room too—witches' scents must be laced with pheromones that drive males into rut.
Making some half-baked scientific observation to myself.
Before long, my balls swelled all the way to the tip of my glans with lust,
Splurt, spluuurt,
And I dumped it all.
Inside her.
"Hngh... heeeek... ha...!"
......In the end, after spending a couple more sweaty rounds like that, I received Team Leader's 'Mana Recharge Review'.
"You did great... Dowon..."
"...No big deal."
"Ow, ah, my back..."
Something about how she'd need my continued efforts to handle her mana capacity going forward.
Delivered on what inexplicably looked like a pass certificate.
"See you tomorrow."
With a farewell that somehow felt loaded with meaning, I left Team Leader's place.
She'd first suggested I stay the night, but after glancing around her apartment, she changed it to 'next time for sure.'
It was a bit messy, sure, but not that embarrassing.
Couldn't exactly push back against a witch, though.
So I nodded obediently and left.
"...I feel kinda spaced out."
Or maybe numb was the word.
I did a quick check of my condition and stood in front of the officetel elevator.
Well, I knew the reason.
After Neria, now Team Leader too.
She'd wrung me out good after a long dry spell—my body was wrecked.
Plus, I'd nearly boiled alive from the heat just now, and after a shower, the winter chill outside was freezing me to death.
If I felt fine, that would be weird.
"Hoo."
Should've asked Team Leader to teleport me home instead of insisting on walking out of consideration.
She'd even offered first, so it wouldn't be too much trouble...
...I'll just go on foot this first time and ask her to magic me home next time.
I'd just finalized that plan when the officetel elevator arrived.
"......"
"......"
There was one passenger inside.
Male. An old man with a hunched back.
Obviously a resident here.
He stepped out as if to leave, then suddenly froze in place.
"...What the hell are you doing here?"
"Pardon?"
"Ah, right. To you, I must look like some shriveled-up geezer."
It was more Q&A than conversation.
But a faint sense of déjà vu hit me.
...Hadn't I experienced something like this before?
Pretty recently, too?
Forcing my sex-melted brain to churn for a moment.
In the end, she—the one standing before me—revealed the reason herself.
"You remember my face, right?"
"...Lady Kihased."
"Good. At least you didn't forget."
I knew.
How could I forget a witch's face?
Rin Kihased—the one who'd secretly commissioned me to 'rehabilitate' an apprentice witch behind Team Leader's back.
...Though unlike her witchy attire from before, she looked casual now, like she'd just popped out to the convenience store.
She'd been an old man moments ago, but she erased it from her toes upward with a scratchy shimmer.
"So, why are you here?"
"Uh..."
"Eve's errand? Nah, she wouldn't send you on one..."
"...Lady Kihased, what brings you here...?"
"What kinda dumb question is that? This building's mine to begin with."
"......"
"Ah, yeah, you wouldn't know. This officetel's where me, Eve, and a few other witches live. That explain it?"
Just like when we first met.
Scratchy.