Chapter 392
Chapter 392
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 392
Chapter Title: The Last Supper (3)
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1.
Siu had just watched the Countess put on her arousing show.
Having already deeply inhaled her honeyed scent and musky aroma, any further self-control was impossible.
The awakening agent needed to rouse the fainted Countess? Just three pumps of his cock.
"S-Siu...! Siu, stop...! Stop...! It's breaking...! I'm breaking...!"
Using her slick juices as lube, he ground his palm against her swollen, reddened clit, pounding away relentlessly. The Countess shuddered violently, squirting her fluids every ten seconds or so.
The insertion itself didn't last long, but his climax built rapidly.
He had already witnessed far too stimulating a sight.
His rattled focus caused the loosened ribbon bonds to slip off the Countess's body.
"A-again... I don't want to cum anymore, but... I'm cumming again...! Hnngh...!"
At her peak, the Countess's slender legs locked tightly around Siu's waist.
It wasn't for the sake of magical research.
It was the primal instinct of a female that lingered even after becoming a witch.
As if begging him to cum inside.
As if demanding he absolutely not pull out.
At the sight of the Countess pulling his lower body in so firmly...
"Ngh...!"
Siu gripped her heaving breasts tightly in response.
Beyond their initial softness.
Now condensed in his palm, they carried a subtle firmness.
"Hahk...! Hahk...! Haaahk...!"
-Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
The Countess, who had been fervently crying out Cum hard! Cum more!, could now only leak out breathless moans, speechless in ecstasy.
Her jaw trembled from the pleasure as she summoned all her strength to pull Siu down for a kiss.
"Mmph... Mmmph... Chuuup...!"
And then.
-Crack!
Mana absorption and release.
The Countess's soft body convulsed endlessly.
In the process, she must have bitten her tongue countless times...
The sex didn't end there—it spilled over onto the bed in the Countess's room.
From then on, they forgot all about role-play and ravished each other wildly, climaxing twice more.
The session, which began as evening fell, only concluded at dawn.
2.
After their beastly romp came to an end.
Siu leaned back against the headboard, the Countess resting her head on his shoulder.
"Siu, did you enjoy it?"
She had just taken her third creampie in doggy position, her ass spread wide. Now catching her breath, the Countess stroked his forearm.
"Pardon?"
"Was my acting convincing? I tried tailoring it to your tastes... put in all sorts of effort."
Suddenly plunged into sweet post-sex pillow talk—what was she getting at?
The Countess had already started tidying up the aftermath.
"Acting?"
"Of course. It's a transaction, after all—I have to commit fully. Satisfying a client's demands thoroughly is the secret behind our Yesod family's growth into a massive corporation."
Siu had wanted some soft SM play; the Countess had reluctantly gone along.
She seemed intent on framing it that way.
And now she was spouting business philosophy out of nowhere—clearly still riding high from overstimulation.
No surprise, after countless mini-orgasms and massive peaks. Her dopamine levels were through the roof.
Diana was the same, and so was Lucy Yesod.
This mother-daughter pair had more in common than met the eye.
"Anyway! Siu, there's something you need a scolding for."
"Yes, please go ahead."
"A... woman's parts are sensitive, you know. Especially that... nub on the outer bits. You can't manhandle it like that. Flicking it with your fingers or grinding it with your palm? Of course it hurts. Got it?"
"Hmm, you mean the clitoris?"
Teasing her slyly earned an immediate sharp retort.
"Siu!"
Adorable.
The Countess's desperate attempt to regain composure with her lecture.
No wonder she felt embarrassed after putting on such a display.
Our Lucy Yesod Countess clearly had a knack for melting people's hearts.
"Hik...!"
A sudden playful impulse struck. He slipped his hand under the covers.
Placing his palm over her mound, he gently rubbed her still-engorged clit.
"So... you mean like this?"
"Siu... that's not what I... hnngh..."
"Weren't you saying to circle it softly like this?"
Her earlier poise vanished; face flushed, she nipped at his shoulder.
Her hardening nub and clenched thighs were utterly lovable.
"I don't know... haa..."
Still fired up after all that.
Women's bodies grew more mysterious the more you learned.
He could've gone another round if he wanted, but alas—a sparring session with his master awaited this morning.
As Siu withdrew his hand, the Countess finally relaxed her rigid body, pouting her lips.
"Siu. You don't take a single word I say seriously."
"Of course I do."
"No, you're definitely teasing me."
He could've teased her endlessly here...
But better to stop.
Gazing longer at this cuteness—distinct from her seductiveness—might make him forget restraint and pounce again.
"So, how'd the research go?"
"Ah..."
"You didn't forget, did you?"
The Countess hesitated briefly before answering honestly.
"Truthfully, I completely forgot to analyze the mana wavelengths or effects. But I remember the sequence and process perfectly, so no worries."
Mention of magic shifted her focus there.
Witches gonna witch.
"It's fascinating, really. How is the mana from your body so pure? And...
Bypassing auto-defenses to apply the stigma—that's no small feat. Of course, I'd need precise data and thorough review..."
Saying this, the Countess shot Siu a sidelong glance.
"Might need a bit more sampling..."
"Happy to help."
As they bantered and toyed around, one forgotten memory resurfaced amid the excitement.
Diana, who didn't want the Countess to leave.
He'd unintentionally seduced the Countess at Diana's behest—maybe he could mediate a bit?
Not meddling excessively, just nudging them toward mutual understanding.
"By the way, Countess... what are your thoughts on succession?"
"Succession?"
The abrupt topic made her tilt her head.
Her post-orgasm glow darkened slightly.
"Sigh... It's a mountain of worries. Leaving Diana alone weighs on me heavily."
"Inheriting the stigma itself... doesn't it scare you?"
"Duty must come before personal feelings. Oh my?"
Answering calmly, the Countess suddenly grinned as realization dawned.
"I see—you're already scared of me disappearing? Oh~ Our Siu has so many admirers."
That wasn't the reason for asking.
But her words weren't entirely wrong.
Even with immortality possible, choosing to pass on magic and effectively 'suicide' left a bitter aftertaste for Siu's sensibilities.
Especially with the Countess he'd shared his body with.
"Maybe."
"Ah..."
Expecting to tease, the Countess fell silent at Siu's unexpectedly serious tone.
She nestled her head on his shoulder in apology.
He reached out, interlacing fingers, stroking the back of her hand comfortingly.
"Sorry. I was thoughtless."
"No need. I wasn't thinking that deeply."
"That irks me too, you know?"
No further progress.
Just a touch of melancholy replacing the usual post-sex refreshment.
A daughter who didn't want her mother to die.
A mother worried about leaving her daughter behind.
And soon the Yesod Countess would vanish—like Sharon, the twins, his master.
What he'd dismissed as distant future now felt concretely unsettling.
3.
He bid the Countess farewell and returned to the Jemernai mansion around dawn, as the dark sky's edge turned blue.
5:30 a.m.—his master should be awake.
But no stirrings despite knocking.
"Master?"
He'd often brought her wet cloths when she rubbed sleepy eyes in bed, so Siu entered.
Only silence greeted him.
The bedcovers lay undisturbed; no sign of Eloa.
"Out?"
The dawn mood amplified the odd bitterness from his talk with the Countess. He'd hoped to chat with his master, but oh well.
Siu returned to his guest room, lit a cigarette, and slumped at the table.
"Nothing to do? Magic study it is."
Don't overthink.
He hadn't worried about 'dying of old age' even before becoming a witch.
No need to fret over far-off matters.
Still, today—skip personal training if needed. See the twins, meet Sharon, grab drinks with master after ages.
Cherish the moments with those right beside you.
As he opened the window to vent smoke, something caught his eye.
"Huh?"
Leaning inside the window: a crystal orb.
A remote viewing orb enabling video calls in Gehenna without telecom offices.
But this one was far darker-hued than usual.
"...Someone left it?"
Suddenly.
-Bzzz! Vrrr! Bzzz!
The orb hummed and pulsed like a phone vibration.
Siu scratched his head, then accepted the signal.
The pattern suggested no live call.
Like a voicemail: a recorded video awaiting viewing.
"Hello?"
The surroundings were too dim to make out shapes.
A woman's greeting echoed.
At this point, he figured it was some witch hitting on the 'male witch' novelty.
"Oh, too dark to see? Hold on."
-Click!
A harsh spotlight beamed down like stage lighting, revealing Takasho drenched in blood.
"What should I do? Your friend wants to see you."