Chapter 247
Chapter 247
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 247
Chapter Title: Divination (5)
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Not all kisses are created equal.
Obviously, the meaning packed into them changes depending on who you're kissing and the situation.
In that sense, kissing Periwinkle carried just three meanings—or rather, one all-consuming one.
Affection, lust, desire.
An intense desire so powerful it pushed every other nagging thought to the back burner.
"Hoo... mmph... slurp..."
Siu gripped Periwinkle's breasts firmly, teasing her perky nipples with his fingertips.
He thrust his tongue into her mouth like he was claiming it, letting saliva drip freely.
In the midst of it all, Siu naturally slipped off her swimsuit.
Periwinkle was briefly startled by Siu's sudden shift in demeanor but soon accepted the kiss and caresses with composed ease.
Was it her strategy working, or had Siu finally gotten worked up seeing her alluring naked body after all the teasing? Hard to say.
But if he was this enthusiastic from just kissing, she couldn't wait to see how ferociously he'd ravage her once the real fun began.
"Haa... ah..."
Siu's hands, kneading her breasts like dough, slowly slid downward.
Far from shrinking away, Periwinkle parted her legs slightly to aid his touch.
His movements before had screamed total virgin, but now that things were heating up, Siu handled her body with surprising skill.
No awkward fumbling or exaggerated porn-star moves—just attentive, considerate technique that already earned him points.
Even in the heat of the moment, he was mindful of her pleasure. It put her in a good mood.
"Mmm... mm... mm..."
As the deep kiss dragged on, Periwinkle closed her eyes and felt his fingertips begin gently stimulating her clit.
Not rough rubbing, but precise pressure on the sensitive tip beneath its hood—like a cat kneading dough.
The perfect technique to arouse a woman, especially if she wasn't fully wet or revved up yet.
No real sensation at first, but as the hood peeled back and forth like a budding sprout, a tingling heat built in her lower belly.
The devouring kiss was just icing on the cake.
By the time love juices seeped from her tight entrance and trickled down her ass crack, their lips finally parted.
"M-More skilled than I thought?"
"You're too kind."
Periwinkle's face after the kiss.
She was feigning composure, but changes were evident compared to before.
Her cheeks flushed hot like makeup, her navy eyes flickering when they met his.
The way she gulped thirstily revealed the familiar posture of a bitch in heat.
"You've done it plenty with Evergreen, huh?"
Her reaction was almost identical to Sharon's... so why pick a fight now?
Siu was so baffled that some blood finally drained from his overheated head.
Secretly, he was grateful.
If she'd kept stoking the fire, he might've ended up in a mindless creampie blunder.
She'd slammed the brakes on his runaway lust just in time. Siu mentally thanked her.
"Lady Periwinkle."
"Yes?"
"You really mean you'll allow anything today, right?"
"Oh my, why so suspicious? I swore on my witch's name, didn't I?"
Her expression screamed, What can a punk like you even do?
She was surprised by his unexpectedly deft technique, but his old image lingered.
To get the always-submissive Siu to show even half the passion he'd given Evergreen, a little provocation was necessary, right?
So Periwinkle thought—until moments later, when she second-guessed herself.
"Understood."
Four black ribbons suddenly extended from Siu's back, swiftly binding Periwinkle's limbs.
Made of unreal particles, they felt like velvet—soft, yet so pitch-black they seemed to lack depth.
"Eh...?"
Her arms bound to the elbows, legs to mid-thigh.
Even testing it, she couldn't budge an inch.
This wasn't some crude mana construct.
The Virgin's Loom was top-tier physical restraint magic to begin with.
Sure, as basic physical magic went, landing it was tricky—but once caught, even a 20th Circle witch like Periwinkle had no way to muscle free.
"W-What is this? Oh? Right, this is your concept?"
"Exactly. You seemed to like it this way."
Siu smiled back.
Unlike his earlier stiff, fake grins, this one brimmed with confidence.
The kind a pushed-around underdog flashes when flipping the script.
"Pretty cocky, huh? Let's see what big thing you're planning. Whoa!"
Periwinkle's body flipped around.
The ribbons' pull matched the force on her limbs, effortlessly handling her weight midair.
They writhed like extra limbs, repositioning her without extra pressure.
A testament to his precise magic control.
Periwinkle dangled before Siu in doggy position, tentaclesque.
Her ample breasts were outdone by her even wider hips and ass.
Classic Western pear shape, built for easy births.
Grabbing that stunning ass, it bounced with unexpected firmness for its size.
"Hmmm..."
Lowered to the bed, heights aligned.
Thighs pressed, pussy tightly shut.
Rubbing his cock teasingly over the lips, her copious juices—already dripping to the floor—coated his shaft.
Periwinkle let out heated breaths, awaiting his next move.
Glancing back, the cock's size was as intimidating as before.
Up close, a twinge of Can that really fit? fear hit her.
-Squish!
Wet petals parted, vaginal walls stretching taut.
His thick rod pierced Periwinkle's pussy.
The seductive suction pulling him in raised goosebumps.
Perfect bounce, perfect softness, vice-like grip.
Her textured walls, feisty like her personality, yawned open to swallow him inch by inch.
The inner labia dragging along added visual punch.
"Ngh... ah...!"
Even Periwinkle, feigning calm, couldn't withstand the girth's pressure.
Her belly stuffed full, lungs compressing—she rolled her eyes white, body twisting before she caught herself.
"Gh...! N-Not bad... huh?"
Still, she was a grand witch.
And she'd thrown plenty of taunts.
Showing this much pleasure now would be mortifying.
After boldly declaring, Make me feel good if you can! getting caught moaning on the first thrust? Even lusting for beastly sex, Periwinkle couldn't show her face.
"We haven't even started."
"Hah! As if."
-Shluuup!
Pulling out brought instant breathing room.
Her walls clawed his shaft greedily, just like on entry.
Clinging pussy meat begged him not to leave.
The urge to pound her screaming nearly overtook him.
She'd crack easy, from the looks of it.
Maybe less experience than her tough act suggested?
-Pop!
Her tight squeeze made it pop free like a cork, shaft springing up to splatter juices on her premium ass.
An ominous chill gripped Periwinkle.
"Already pulling out? Gonna cum...?"
After all her setup, was he a quick-shot master?
Thrust, pull, repeat?
No—he'd been a stamina king with Sharon...
Too excited by her body?
As anxiety brewed, Siu spoke from behind.
"I'll pleasure you my way, milady. Try not to be too shocked."
Teasing shallow dips while saying it like a threat drew a scoff from Periwinkle.
After fumbling earlier, now all serious with "don't be shocked"?
Did he think the bikini dagger-cut and ribbon bondage roleplay had hooked her?
Almost laughable.
"Fine? Show me your way, then... w-wait? Hey! Hey!"
Periwinkle's casual taunt turned to genuine panic.
Siu had been shallow-thrusting, sloshing her juices up her crack.
Now one hand spread her cheeks, the other guided his cock... rubbing somewhere else.
Her shapely, massive ass hid it well standing, but the target was her asshole.
No pigmentation, of course.
Few wrinkles, neatly puckered—invitingly pretty.
"You swore on your witch's name. I've kept my promise—you keep yours."
Sly idea, even by his standards.
Anal gave pleasure without mana amp or payback.
Meaning Periwinkle could enjoy his magic stick without craving more afterward.
Her bold Try anything! plus witch's oath underestimate was her mistake.
Seeing the haughty Periwinkle squirm helplessly now?
Sorry, but damn satisfying.
"This is no good, that spot... that's not for putting it in!"
"Prejudice. Anal sex is a real thing, you know?"
"Still..."
Post-witchdom, it was a vestigial clean hole.
But pride wouldn't let her call it "dirty."
Periwinkle groaned as Siu raised his counterattack flag.
"I did ask clearly, remember? Plus, you promised no grudges today."
"I..."
Too late for excuses or rebuttals—she knew she was cornered.
She'd offered carte blanche first.
Siu double-confirmed, and she'd mocked him (acting, sure).
"Backing out now? Well, I'd have to oblige anyway. You spared my life, after all."
"Cheekier than you look."
"What've I even done?"
She'd pegged him as a pushover who couldn't handle real pushback.
Not scheming like this.
Strictly info asymmetry, not IQ—but she regretted her error.
"What'll it be?"
His swollen hot glans pressed her virgin backdoor.
Both slick with juices—right angle, and it'd slip in.
"...Can you go easy? Just a little?"
"Truly disappointing."
"Hey! I'm not refusing!"
She thrashed to yell, but ribbons allowed only trunk wiggles.
Siu gripped her flailing ass firmly again.
"You'll enjoy it, I promise."
Drenched in her witch scent already.
Haughty Periwinkle helpless and fidgety.
The combo fueled Siu's drive like a drug.
Periwinkle fluttered her lashes, eyes shut, then answered.
Breaking a witch's oath wasn't world-ending.
But swearing it equated to invoking ancestors' honor—mom, grandma, greats.
Hit hard if you could, but one honor you upheld.
"Fine, just do it!"
Siu clamped her hips tight as she yelled indignantly, dignity forgotten.