Chapter 434
Chapter 434
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 434
Chapter Title: Merry Christmas (6)
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1.
The sex that had bordered on frenzy was finally winding down.
"Haum.... Churp, churup...."
Eloa's exhausted tongue meticulously licked away the mixture of her love juices and semen coating his cock white.
It had been raw, animalistic mating from nightfall until dawn.
Eloa was the rabbit being devoured, and Si-woo the wolf doing the devouring.
In the end, she'd taken his seed five times through every position imaginable and the dirtiest talk.
There had been a mishap midway when Eloa shattered the desk with a kick in the throes of climax, and she'd blacked out twice from the euphoric rush of mana recharge—but it had still been a blissful time.
"Hahp, chwup.... Herup...."
Her bunny girl outfit was ruined beyond repair, leaving only the garter belt and high heels.
Nude with garter belt and heels exuded more sensuality than he could've dreamed, so there were no regrets.
Even lovingly suckling his balls clean, Eloa grumbled petulantly.
"Si-woo, you came so much inside...."
"Did I?"
"It's just leaking out nonstop. Hahp, chuep...."
Squatting diligently to clean his cock, thick globs of white semen dripped from between Eloa's legs, just as she said.
His cock twitched and swelled in response.
Eloa, holding the glans hamster-like in one cheek, swallowed the caviar-like fluid with a gulp.
"Well, you kept begging me to cum, Master."
"...Don't tease."
Was it the dawn light washing away last night's fervor?
Eloa was utterly, profoundly embarrassed right now.
Not only had she ridden him like a succubus, plying her wiles atop him.
She'd coaxed his release with shameful nicknames for their genitals, words too mortifying to repeat.
She'd spoken to Si-woo in deferential tones, delighting in his playful jabs.
Even if she'd resolved to set aside master-disciple dignity for lover's time, waking from pleasure's anesthesia forced her to confront her own lewdness.
That explained her suddenly curt tone.
"Why so prickly all of a sudden?"
"It's your fault for having no sense of moderation. How could you make me do such shameful things...."
Finishing her cleanup fellatio with a sip of liquor for refreshment, Eloa flung herself into Si-woo's arms as he lay on the bed.
Her soft breasts felt like pillows.
Si-woo embraced her voluptuous form—more alluring than ever today—and kissed her forehead.
Eloa burrowed deeper into his chest like a coquettish cat, hiding her face.
Clearly, she couldn't shake off the embarrassment overnight.
"You even told me all your weak spots."
"Si-woo! Stop! Enough! Isn't it over now?!"
Last night's barrage of coquetry had been too embarrassing to describe.
Things like, 'Eloa turns into a naughty rabbit in heat just seeing Si-woo,'
or 'That's Eloa's weak spot...! Remember it...!'
or 'Impregnate Eloa with your baby, Si-woo...!'
Reciting each line she'd blurted in the heat of passion, Eloa thrashed wildly, pounding his chest.
"Stop...! Stop it...!"
Her face burned redder than in climax as she plugged her ears.
His adorable master stirred his cock to stiffness again.
"If you keep saying such nasty things even after.... I won't grant your requests next time. Remember that!"
"Yes, yes, sorry."
"Listen seriously!"
Eloa bristled like she'd been rudely awakened from hibernation.
Calming her was simple.
Just a kiss.
As he leaned in lightly, she furrowed her brow in feigned anger.
"You don't think I'm that easy, do you?"
"......"
"Even you won't get a free pass."
"......"
"If you think a mere kiss will soothe my anger.... Urgh...."
Tormented by temptation at his near lips, her master's pout screamed for smooches.
"Urgh...."
In the end, Eloa couldn't resist the kiss.
Their lips met, tongues entwining sticky with faint alcohol aftertaste, and Si-woo scooped her up.
He carried her downstairs to the first-floor bathroom, kissing repeatedly.
Tight as two shower booths joined—barely room for them both.
"Haa... haa...."
Even as steaming water rinsed away night's sweat and fluids, their kiss continued.
Eloa glanced shyly at his cock prodding her belly.
"After all night.... You're hard again?"
But Si-woo had a retort.
"You're excited too, Master."
"No, that's not true."
"Really?"
"Si-woo! You really think I'm some rabbit in heat."
"Then why's this place changed?"
"Ah...!"
Si-woo poked her lower belly with his cock while pinching a nipple.
Her nipples stood erect, begging to be touched.
The surest sign of Eloa's arousal.
"Why is that?"
"...Urgh, urp... Hn...!"
He teasingly circled her nipple with his fingertip.
Her legs trembled, pressing his cock against her belly.
"Lied again?"
"......"
"One more chance. Be honest this time. Like yesterday."
"...Yes...."
They'd planned breakfast and a stroll after.
But if she acted this seductive, it was her fault.
"Um, Eloa.... Gets excited kissing Si-woo...."
"And then?"
"My... nipples get pointy.... And... stand up...."
Eloa fidgeted, toes curling, confessing meekly like a lamb.
Si-woo craved impregnating her.
No truth stung more than witches' infertility.
"So... punish Eloa, Si-woo...."
Afterward, she received two more mana recharges.
2.
They went at it in the bathroom until her legs gave out.
Reluctantly, parting time arrived.
Si-woo coordinate-jumped Eloa to Border Town's immigration office.
To others, she showed only cute sides to him, but as a duke, she rated VIP treatment.
A private lounge let them spend cozy time without prying eyes.
Eloa sat primly in neat attire, bag slung over her shoulder.
Her cheeks, flushed with joy till morning, now puffed with reluctance.
Sua Branch Chief had already requested aid.
Regions beyond Location Point's reach—like China and South America—were stirring fiercely.
She'd delayed aid solely to spend Harvest Festival with Si-woo.
Delaying further was unforgivable to herself.
Si-woo knew this.
Even if he could zip back anytime, her departure left regret.
So he uttered needless words.
"Can't you stay a bit longer?"
Her eyes widened briefly in surprise before a gentle smile; she took his hand.
"You know that's not possible."
"If I could control Red Branch better, I'd help. It's for the people."
"Don't worry. It'll be fine without your help."
Among witches Si-woo faced, strongest was Witch of Desire Bianca.
Yet he couldn't picture Eloa losing to her; she was that formidable.
Like her flawless century of Public Enemy hunts, he'd trust this too.
Plus the mana charges he'd given.
"You're acting like we'll never meet again. I'll quash the uproar and return soon. A month at most."
"Still.... It'll be lonely."
"Get along with Odil, Odet, and Sharon."
The 'gate' inspection granting brief delay ended.
The office head approached from afar.
"And...."
Finally, Eloa whispered in his ear, lips close.
"When I return, I'll make up the rest."
The post-second-round blowjob cut short by time.
Promising more, Eloa departed for the mortal realm.
3.
"Teacher Sua. Long time no see."
Location Point Gwanghwamun Branch.
Sua Agatha Teacher always greeted Tiphereth Duke visits.
But world crises left no leeway; she met Eloa in her office, buried in report stacks.
"Tiphereth Duke."
"You look busy."
"Just fulfilling duties. Sorry I couldn't greet you...."
"It's fine. I'm sorrier for not coming sooner."
Sua was stunned.
Months ago, she'd feared Eloa might end her life.
Now, that serene smile greeting her harked to her innocent apprentice days.
"Your Grace... seems different."
"Much has happened."
Eloa strode over, hugging seated Sua lightly in greeting.
Sua patted her back cautiously.
Her oldest comrade's positive shift gladdened Sua.
Reunion joy faded; Eloa composed herself.
Memories made were made; duty called.
Time to focus.
"Brief me on the situation. Any changes?"
"......"
Yet different.
Her once razor-sharp, brittle gaze now shone with unshakeable resolve.
"Teacher Sua?"
"My apologies. First, Colombia: Clech Asmode's violent expansion. Pure-blood ancestor's data and Dawn Curse Incident links compiled."
Seeing Eloa more steadfast than ever, Sua began her briefing.