Chapter 42
Chapter 42
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: Love Potion (5)
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Why does God always send trials like this?
Not just some random pretty girl, but Odile, with her adorably cute looks that make anyone passing by on the street do a double-take.
And now that Odile was thrusting her hips back at Siwoo, swaying her waist seductively.
"It's fine. Of course, doing it from behind requires care with a woman's body... and hygiene... but..."
Siwoo was a man with normal sexual desires.
If she weren't an apprentice witch, he wouldn't have hesitated for a second.
He could've grabbed those hips right then and there.
"But don't worry...! Even as an apprentice witch, this is just a temporary spirit body. I can't stop growth or aging, but I don't even need the bathroom, and my body's way tougher than a human's! No issues with hygiene or safety at all...!"
Siwoo just stared blankly at Odile's ass.
The noble witch's pristine pussy slightly parted, and above it, her cute little folds clenched tight even as she held them open with her hands.
No bathroom trips meant no need for enemas for hygiene.
And since it wasn't direct contact between womb and cock, no risk of damaging her vessel.
Odile herself wanted it inserted.
He just had to thrust in.
That alone would claim the haughty, proud Odile's first anal experience, and he'd get to see her moaning and writhing.
On a one-dimensional level, sure. But this wasn't that simple.
Odile wasn't in her right mind right now.
The potion had her judgment completely clouded.
And once the effects wore off?
Would Odile forgive him for gleefully pounding her aroused ass? Would she look back on it kindly?
If it had been like with Odette, bound and helpless, maybe.
Up to now, he could probably scrape by as safe. But anything more, even Siwoo couldn't guarantee.
"I'm afraid that's not possible, Lady Odile."
"I see... Even after all this, you won't accept me."
Siwoo shook his head firmly.
At his resolute refusal, shame seemed to resurface, and Odile let go of her cheeks, standing up straight.
But it was clear she had no intention of giving up.
Because her eyes gleamed with an ominous purple sheen of mana reflection.
"I didn't want to use magic on you, Assistant. But I have no choice."
Odile's stubbornness was filthy strong. No way she'd back down just because of Siwoo's refusal.
She decided to bind him by force and satisfy her desires.
"Lady Odile, you'll really regret this. This isn't for my sake. I'm just worried. Worried."
The moment he felt his body locked tight by an invisible force, Siwoo gave up.
Far more precise and powerful than Odette's.
He couldn't do anything but blink and breathe.
It felt like hundreds of cords binding his body.
Siwoo began walking forward.
More precisely, Odile was manipulating him that way.
The second he plopped down on the sofa, Odile frantically yanked off his pants.
As pants and underwear slid down together, his terrifyingly erect cock sprang into view.
"Amazing... It was just intriguing before, but now I want to put it in so bad... suck it so bad..."
Odile's purple eyes skewed to one side.
Like a critic admiring a exquisite artwork, she swallowed repeatedly, then slowly began sucking the thing.
"Slurp... Schluurp... You'll feel good too, Assistant... and change your mind..."
"Haa..."
Who knows.
Siwoo gave up.
There was nothing he could do in this situation anyway. Might as well let her have her way.
Whatever regret Odile felt later, pounding the ground in anguish—that was her own fault.
Siwoo had tried to persuade her, even tried to run.
"Feels good? I want you to feel good, Assistant..."
Odile's caresses were utterly devoted.
Not some showy display of her honed techniques like before.
It was pure, tender affection, wanting to make her loved one feel as good as possible.
"Can't you answer me?"
She didn't mind at all rubbing her cheek against his saliva-slick cock.
"What kind of answer do you want at this point?"
"That you love me?"
"In my opinion, what you're feeling, Lady Odile, is closer to heat than love."
"No, Assistant. A heart this hot has to be love."
The moment anal started, confessing everything to Gemernai up to now would be even harder to get forgiveness for.
So, to end this nicely, what was the best way?
Before Siwoo could think it through, Odile's actions were too swift and decisive.
"Now... it's wet enough to slide in, right?"
Odile hopped onto the sofa.
She gripped Siwoo's rigid cock with one hand, rubbing it against her back entrance.
His hypersensitive senses felt the wrinkles vividly, like a tongue licking.
Just that had Odile panting hotly, breath ragged.
"Assistant, it's okay... I'm new to this too, it'll be awkward, but I'll try putting it in?"
He felt her saliva-soaked glans pressing firmly against her back hole.
Right in front of his eyes, Odile's face melted stickily as she ground his cock on her hole.
Her fully exposed pussy glistened wet, twitching hungrily.
Visual stimulation: maxed out.
If she insisted on doing it herself, what could he do?
"Ugh... Uh..."
As anal newbie Odile, it didn't slide right in.
First, something soft yielded to the glans with a firm push.
Then, as it pushed until it wouldn't anymore, her tightly sealed entrance began parting bit by bit.
"Ah... It hurts... Hurts...!"
"If it hurts, Lady Odile... stop... Mmph..."
Odile silenced his noisy mouth with a kiss.
As if love alone could banish pain, she kissed hotly while slowly lowering her hips.
"Mmph... Mmmp..."
Odile's tightly shut eyes flipped wide open, whites showing.
Siwoo's cock was big to begin with.
Plus, anal required tons of foreplay and training—high difficulty.
For inexperienced Odile to try cowgirl anal? A human girl would've been bleeding already; it was that risky.
"It huuuurts...!"
But her determination was unreal.
Ignoring the pain, she kept lowering, and her virgin back hole parted slightly, starting to swallow Siwoo's glans.
"Krrk...!"
The moment it breached, crushing pressure gripped the glans.
At the honorable moment of opening Odile's impossibly tight ass, Siwoo felt like his cock might snap off from the squeeze.
Brand new, plus their size difference—it bit down ferociously, unbelievably tight.
"More... Gonna take more...!"
Odile gritted her teeth, lowering further.
The glans' thickest part caught on her loosening sphincter, then slurped inside like being swallowed.
"Hiiiiiik...!"
Drool spilled from Odile's gaping, moaning mouth.
Anal's toughest part was the initial entry.
But once the bulkiest glans was in, it smoothed out.
Her ass slowly engulfed halfway down the shaft, squirming.
Soft flesh like rubber bands wrapped tight, stroking from glans to midshaft in ecstatic clenches.
Siwoo nearly blacked out from the blissful first time.
Odile's inside was hot.
Passing the sphincter hurt like hell, but beyond was paradise—chewy, gripping bliss.
Mucosa melted around his cock, oneness.
Each pained pant from Odile made her hole relax and clench like breathing, teasing him.
"Ah... Ha... There. Assistant... right...?"
Clinging to sanity amid pain and pleasure, Odile stroked his cheek with dripping affection.
"We're one now, Assistant... You're happy... too... right?"
Squatting, her voice quivered visibly.
From embracing him, her inner walls rippled, vibrating against his cock.
He'd cum once just before.
Yet he was about to blow already.
Odile made this face with a cock in her ass.
Arousing realization.
Plus teary eyes on the verge of sobs, yet upturned lips in joy and ecstasy.
Seductive, glistening gaze like a succubus.
Each bit stoked his lust.
And then.
"Assistant, what do we do...?"
Odile looked at him helplessly.
"I... I can't move anymore. Feels like I'm impaled on a skewer..."
She froze, arms locked around his neck.
Too much for a girl who knew nothing of men.
Her toes curled like she'd cramped, then she just clung to him.
"Assistant... you should move... You hate it? I forced it in even though you said no... You hate me now?"
What to say?
"We're one now, so let's stop" would've been best.
"...Sis?"
Then Odette's voice came from the corner, long forgotten.
Far more normal than before, like her senses had returned.
"Oh my god! Y-You're... making a baby with the Assistant...!?"
"Odette, don't worry. I'm not dumb enough for that. We're doing it safely, properly."
"Safely...?"
Hand over mouth, Odette slowly approached the sofa where Siwoo and Odile were stacked.
Seeing his thick cock buried in Odile's ass, her eyes spun.
"Ah..."
Too much shock for Odette to process.
She clutched her forehead and collapsed like a scarecrow.
Fainted.
As Siwoo glanced at her in disbelief, reason returned to Odile's eyes.
She shook her head wildly, like after a crazy ride.
"Wh-What...?"
Not even an hour had passed, right?
Siwoo checked the clock absentmindedly.
No.
Things had been such a whirlwind, he'd lost track—already an hour and a half gone.
Like snapping out of hypnosis, Odile checked her situation.
Bare lower half, her arms fiercely clinging to him.
And the vivid pressure in her back hole.
Odile looked down sharply.
His thick cock plunged into her ass.
"I... I did this...!?"
"Lady Odile... Now that you're back to your senses, could you get off...? It's getting tough here."
Odile stared at him in horror.
Her wide eyes refused to accept she'd done this.
"What... What is this...!"
And every human muscle ties to emotion.
Her shocked buck of the hips clenched her soft insides tight around him, pushing Siwoo past his limit.
"Kuh...! W-Wait a sec!"
"Huh?"
-Throb!
Odile felt his cock twitching deep inside.
And something warm spraying into her belly.
-Throb throb throb throb
Siwoo's semen baptism, obviously.
"Hii... Hiit... Ut..."
Odile let out lewd moans synced to each spurt.
Even the slightest twitch registered.
Her ass squeezed back in rhythm, begging for more cum.
She spoke only after the pulsing fully subsided.
"N-No way..."
Siwoo's first time was in Odile's ass.