Chapter 211
Chapter 211
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 211
Chapter Title: Protection
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Siu and Sharon tangled together until dawn broke.
The pitch-black moonlit night faded with the dawn, and sunlight seeping through the gaps in the buildings announced morning.
Five ejaculations.
Each one lasted longer than the last, so they could be said to have rolled around in bed with Sharon for nearly half a day.
Honestly, even Siu couldn't imagine keeping it up that long without the help of an aphrodisiac...
The secret lay in Sharon's aftercare service.
"Slurp... mm... heum..."
Siu lay sprawled on the bed, utterly spent, his cock limp.
Sharon slipped between his legs and meticulously cleaned his sticky shaft, coated in semen and her own juices, using only her mouth.
She didn't mind the thick, salty fluid spreading in her mouth. With loving eyes, she licked the glans thoroughly before sliding her tongue down the length of the shaft.
The gaze Sharon directed up at him while pleasuring his cock with her mouth looked weary, yet somehow brimmed with vitality.
It felt like she'd sucked all the energy right out of him.
"Yawn... mm... mm..."
Once the shaft was clean, she gripped it in her hand and used only her lips and tongue to lap up the mixed fluids overflowing from his balls.
A magical blowjob that reignited his lust in his languid, exhausted body after the intense exertion.
"It's getting hard again..."
This wasn't the first time, either.
The third time, the fourth—every time he thought, after climaxing, "No more, I can't!", Sharon would crawl between his legs and magically revive his cock.
All while saying sly, foxy things like, "Want me to get you hard with my mouth again?"
Sharon was practically a walking aphrodisiac.
"No more. Odil and Odet will be up soon."
"Really? That's a shame..."
"You said that was the last one."
Truth be told, Sharon was just as exhausted.
She'd experienced over ten orgasms in her first time today—enough to leave any ordinary woman half-unconscious.
But the psychological comfort of becoming one with Siu.
The pleasure that made her writhe in joy with each climax.
The sense of accomplishment from her dormant stigma coming back to life overshadowed the fatigue.
She wanted to keep entwining herself with him forever.
"But it's hard again... Doesn't that disappoint you?"
"I said no."
"Sigh... Okay. Let's clean up."
Sharon planted a final kiss on his glans with a soft smack, then rose from the bed.
Their bodies were drenched in sweat from the furious lovemaking.
Siu's back was covered in scratch marks from Sharon thrashing in ecstasy, and her crotch overflowed with semen that had turned into a milky shake from repeated creampies.
The bed was a disaster, of course.
Sheets bombed with sweat, semen, and fluids, utterly ruined.
The blanket had rolled onto the floor at some point, and one pillow was nowhere to be seen.
"Ugh, it feels so swollen."
Sharon rubbed her puffy folds, tender from the nonstop pleasure and friction.
Siu teased playfully,
"Let me see."
She flushed.
"What, you wanna look again? You got your fill earlier..."
He was starting to understand what it meant to "ride the vibe."
Earlier, they'd devoured each other like beasts without a hint of shame...
But now, with the heat settled and only a sweet afterglow lingering, even trivial things embarrassed her.
Still, wasn't confirming his conquest a man's primal urge?
So he wheedled.
"I wanna see."
"...You really do?"
"I'm curious. We kept switching positions, so I didn't get a good look."
"Ugh, can't help it then."
Sharon pouted, then awkwardly stood on the bed.
She spread her legs at an odd angle and thrust her crotch forward like she was undergoing a pussy inspection.
"Here..."
What an indescribably arousing sight!
Presenting her well-creampied pussy for inspection was hot enough, but Siu was sitting up.
Perfect eye level for her clit, fully erect and hood pulled back.
And since Sharon was even pulling her labia aside, he got a raw, unfiltered view.
Sharon's pussy, glazed with whipped-cream-like semen, was swollen puffy.
Her outer labia showed little change, but the inner lips protruded prominently, as if bloated from the fluids.
It was a masterpiece he'd want to photograph and keep forever.
Especially since he'd created this scene himself.
"Wow..."
"There, done! Now let's clean up like you said."
After the final visual feast, they tidied the blankets and dressed.
Thanks to convenient magic, it wasn't a hassle—otherwise, it'd have been a headache.
A quick rinse in the bathroom wrapped up cleanup, and morning had fully arrived.
2.
Morning coffee time.
With two cups from the machine between them, Siu and Sharon recapped the night.
Though the big three in man-woman relations—sex, marriage, pregnancy—summed it up for most, things were more complex for them.
"So, how much of the stigma has recovered?"
"It's not fully restored yet. The key is that the dead mana responded to the mana you poured in."
It turned out Siu could restore the incomplete succession of Sharon's hierarchy.
He'd thought it was just an A+ artifact with some mana payback, but it was a magic stick that could revive even an incomplete stigma.
"Incomplete stigmas are said to be nearly impossible to repair. Cases are so rare—maybe five per century—and research stalls accordingly. I'd half-given up..."
And Siu's cock had pulled it off.
Good boy.
Siu patted it fondly.
Honestly, even hearing the explanation left him dazed.
He hadn't done anything special—just pounding away in mutual bliss when they stumbled on this bonus effect.
"I'm diving into full magic research starting today. You paved the way. Circuits formed in the stigma I couldn't even access before, so I can probably draw info from it myself. It'll take time, but..."
"What'd I even do."
"You don't know how amazing this is. I'm happier than I've ever been."
"Yeah?"
Sharon didn't reply.
Her expression said no words were needed.
She just smiled warmly, gazing at him with affectionate eyes.
Locking eyes felt like possessing the world. She swung her legs under the table, bumping his playfully.
"......"
Siu averted his gaze without thinking.
His heart pounded wildly.
It still didn't feel real.
Before Gehenna captured her, Sharon's beauty had choked him speechless—he'd barely dared speak to her.
Now he lived with her. Slept with her.
Painted that elegant face with ecstasy, coated every fold of her inner walls with semen.
"Siu, your face is red."
"What're you talking about."
Sharon giggled and popped a biscuit in her mouth.
-Ding-dong!
The doorbell rang.
It was Deneb, haggard from handling the aftermath of last night's chaos in a single night.
Her lustrous white hair looked dull and frizzy.
The poise that epitomized noble etiquette now seemed sloppy.
She sniffed the coffee aroma wafting from inside and immediately requested a cup.
"Haa... Got any coffee left?"
"Yes, want a cup?"
"Please."
She checked that the twins were sleeping fine, then flopped onto the living room sofa.
Her white hair scattered like snowflakes on the dark cushions.
"Are you okay? You look exhausted..."
Siu asked worriedly, bringing her coffee.
"Yeah, just worn out... Extreme mana drain. I cast mass hypnosis and healing on thousands. Wanted to crash back at the hotel, but came to see the twins' faces. And talk to you, Siu."
Drained, Deneb accepted the coffee with thanks and sipped.
Sharon, debt-collector instincts kicking in, stood primly behind Siu like a shadow.
"Whew... Much better."
"Need more?"
"No, couldn't linger anyway."
Deneb's violet eyes regained their spark.
"Heard a lot about you while treating survivors."
"Pardon?"
"Someone smashing monsters solo and rescuing people. Probably you, right?"
"Ah..."
"Thanks to your efforts, hundreds survived. Smashing Dagon's flute swiftly was brilliant. Thought it'd ease your mind."
Siu felt a surge of emotion.
He'd thought he'd saved no one.
That it was all futile struggle.
But people lived because of him—his chest swelled.
"Problem is, I'm not the only one who heard. You're buzzing inside Wizpoint circles. As the male witch in black armor."
Siu's face stiffened.
A few witches already knew of him.
Countess Jemernai right there, Sharon, the twins, Yebin, Amelia, Sophia, Della, Tiphereth Duke...
Come to think of it, way too many.
Yeah.
It might've already passed the point of cover-up.
But most had sworn absolute secrecy, so his exposure surfacing like this wasn't good news.
Exiles, regular witches, even public enemies might take interest now.
"Calm down. First, no need to worry too much."
"May I ask why? Doesn't sound good..."
"Tiphereth Duke, Sua the Wizpoint branch manager, and House Jemernai promised identity certification. Officially recognizing you as Gehenna's own."
"What?"
"Tiphereth especially nailed it: anyone harming you will be deemed a public enemy. Safer than before, even."
Tiphereth, who'd left yesterday promising fair recompense, had handled this.
"House Jemernai's protection alone can't fully shield you, but Tiphereth's name changes everything. No witch wants her as an enemy."
Situation improved, ironically.
No need to hide his male identity anymore.
But would it truly guarantee safety?
Would witches curb their curiosity about the "world's first male witch" with just that restraint?
A sliver of unease lingered.
"I get your worries. Discuss details with the Duke? She's due soon."
-Ding-dong!
The doorbell rang just as Deneb finished speaking.