Chapter 489
Chapter 489
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 489
Chapter Title: Amelia's Naked Challenge
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Si-woo watched as Amelia's face gradually hardened while he confessed his relationship with Periwinkle.
Amelia gripped his wrist with surprising strength from those small hands, dragging him through alley after alley.
"Lady Amelia?"
"……."
She didn't even respond when he called out to her.
She must be angry, right?
Even though she'd been the one to ask, the fact that he'd shared such perverse play with someone who wasn't even his lover must have infuriated her. Especially since he hadn't mentioned it before.
Her rough movements and heavy breathing hinted at her intense emotions.
Being dragged along wordlessly by Amelia, they arrived at an alley so quiet it made him wonder if even the Malkuth Gallery had spots like this.
A place where the streetlamp's glow cast long shadows along the building walls.
The fact that even here the pavement was perfectly laid and not a single piece of trash littered the ground reminded him anew that this was Renomund Town's premier shopping district.
"Si-woo."
Amelia pinned him against the wall, planting her arms on either side to block any escape.
The classic wall slam.
Her serious tone, the eyebrows arched upward.
Tight lips and slightly puffed cheeks gave her a stern look that made him flinch, yet he couldn't help thinking how adorable she was.
"I can do it too."
The sudden words sounded less like something said to him and more like her affirming herself.
"No matter how embarrassing, I swore I could do it. If it's something you like, Si-woo."
"I know that, but…."
"Then why won't you believe in me? Or do I lack appeal?"
"Ah, no! Of course not!"
Amelia scolded him sharply, her voice laced with resentment and pathos.
From Si-woo's perspective, he'd only been considerate of Amelia, for whom it was their first time.
He didn't want her forcing herself to match him out of guilt.
Besides, didn't she have that incredibly rigid side to her?
But to Amelia, it felt not like special treatment, but discrimination.
"Hoo… hoo…."
Amelia bit her lip hard as her hand tugged at the cloak's clasp.
Her fingertips hesitated at the last moment.
Amelia squeezed her eyes shut, took a deep breath, then carefully spread the cloak open like unwrapping a package.
At that, the ecstatic sight revealed made Si-woo doubt his own eyes.
Beneath the fluffy lamb's wool cloak that begged to be hugged.
Amelia's body was utterly bare, not a single thread upon it.
Her plump mound, soft pubic hill, sleek waist and long navel, luscious fruit-like breasts with pale pink nipples dangling from their tips.
Only her birthday-suit self was hidden under the cloak.
"Ah, Lady Amelia."
"See? I can do it too."
Amelia had been like this the whole time, right up until her throat leaped in shock.
No time to change clothes, so she'd strolled the streets naked, sat in the café bare.
The realization was shocking yet lewdly thrilling.
No matter how deserted the shopping district or this alley, it was still a public place.
Anyone passing by need only glance to spot Amelia in nothing but her cloak.
Amelia, who surely knew this, endured the shame with tears welling in her eyes; her face flushed red from neck to chest.
She's clearly pushing herself.
The way her dainty fruit at the end of her parted breasts trembled betrayed that all her actions were bravado.
Her spirit was admirable, and he was grateful.
But he still thought there was no need to force it this far.
As he moved to stop her, Amelia spoke first.
"Kiss me."
"I'm saying this because I'm worried about you, Lady Amelia…."
"Hotter than any kiss we've shared so far. Right here, with you, Si-woo."
Far from backing down before Si-woo's undisguised bewilderment, Amelia pressed her body closer.
In that moment, her cloak fluttered, releasing the thick perfume trapped inside straight to him.
But at this point, neither Amelia nor Si-woo anticipated the problem.
For one, Si-woo was acutely sensitive to witches' unique scents.
The most accessible spot was the crown of the head, but anywhere with strong scent—armpits, between the legs, nape—triggered him without fail. Even bodily fluids like love juices or sweat carried the scent just as potently.
And the Temptation Perfume Amelia used today wasn't the simple cosmetic she'd gifted to the Jemernai Count; it was a magical perfume with inherent enchantments, akin to Perfume of Fatigue or Perfume of Reverie.
Its effect amplified the user's skin scent and body odor several-fold, blending it into the fragrance.
The pheromones mixed with rational scents had aphrodisiac properties in themselves, hence the name "Temptation Perfume."
"……."
And that wasn't the end of it.
On top of that, the tension from wandering naked outside and the embarrassment from Periwinkle's conversation.
Added to the thick cloak's own heat, her body was slick with real sweat.
Thus, the rich body scent sealed under the lamb's wool cloak burst forth the moment she shed it, like uncorking a perfume bottle.
In short, Si-woo inhaled Amelia's pure body essence while admiring her full nudity.
Neither knew how dangerous that was.
"Wh-what? Mmph… mmph…?!"
Si-woo seized the nape of Amelia's trembling-voiced question and crushed their lips together.
Her skin, cooled sweat lightly beaded on it, clung stickily to his touch in the air.
The faint heat and scent rising from under the cloak relentlessly stripped away his reason.
Si-woo felt the world spin before his eyes.
At the same time, the word "restraint" seemed erased from his brain.
Even in this deserted alley, someone might see them.
But right now, that only fueled his arousal.
When he came to, mid-kiss he'd shoved her against the opposite wall.
"Hng…!"
Desire overrode consideration as his rough hand gripped her breast.
A terrifying excitement numbed his brain while the soft mound yielded perfectly to his palm, springy yet distorting under his touch with elegant resilience pushing back.
Her skin was smooth.
Her lips soft.
Her tongue sticky, saliva sweet.
Like shedding a shell, his vision sharpened, every overlooked sensation firing to life.
The long, long kiss ended.
"Haa… haa…."
Amelia, who'd started out simply joyful, now seemed intimidated by Si-woo's sudden change.
Her moist eyes darted about.
"Lady Amelia."
Low timbre.
A gravelly growl laced with ragged breaths like iron filings.
Unbridled hunger to devour the prey before him poured out.
"Turn around."
"…Yes."
This was the first time he'd seen Si-woo this aroused.
Even more uncontrolled than their first time, it scared her but filled her with joy.
Amelia carefully turned, bracing against the wall.
"Stick your hips out more. Hands on the wall."
"L-like this…?"
Si-woo gave no quarter to her awkward pose.
He swiftly folded the cloak draping her thighs, fully exposing her white ass.
In the dim alley, her round cheeks glowed brighter than the moon.
The lovely heart shape from kneeling now bewitched in this wall-braced doggy pose.
Between them, Amelia's plump pussy clung tight, her cheeks concealing the unexplored flower's folds.
He wanted to thrust in right away, foreplay be damned, but his last shred of reason held him.
Si-woo squatted between her legs.
And without hesitation, buried his face there.
"Heek…!"
Her wide-open mouth engulfed her pussy whole, like biting into fruit.
Amelia shuddered at the bizarre sensation of her lower half devoured by the monster's maw.
Si-woo pried apart her instinctively clenching thighs with both hands and voraciously ate her out.
-Slurrrrp! Churrrslurp!
No matter that she was a witch, her juices weren't sweet.
No foul odor, but a numbing saltiness mingled with slight astringency.
"Si… Si-woo… not that much… hng…!"
Amelia, who knew her own taste from self-exploration, tried to stop him at first.
But Si-woo didn't care about saliva smearing his face as he relentlessly licked, bit, and sucked her plump, pursed mound.
-Churrrslurp…! Churrrslurp…!
"Ha… aa… uu… hng…."
Her slender thighs quivered faintly.
Her scent filled his mouth and nose.
Amid the added saltiness from sweat on her skin, her pussy flesh slid smoother than butter on his tongue.
-Chrrrrslurp! Slurp!
Love juices now gushed freely, vacuumed into his mouth.
Crude sucking sounds like devouring split fruit reached even Amelia's ears.
Like a castaway lost in the desert, parched, finding an oasis and burying himself in her pussy.
Si-woo's feast brimmed with passion, emotion.
"Si, Si-woo… embarrassing… haa… so… embarrassing…."
And those sounds were deliberate, to stoke her shame.
She'd received cunnilingus before, but then it focused on her clit.
This deep, tongue-kissing intimacy with her pussy was entirely new, bizarre enough to make her tremble.
"Ahng… mmph… mm…."
The pleasure itself wasn't that intense.
Compared to deep penetration or clit play, it was just a short tentacle tickling her entrance.
Taking ages to climax from this alone.
But in a place where someone might pass by.
Hearing her juices slurped into his mouth during this vulgar act strangely accelerated her mental arousal.
-Slurrrrslurp!
"Hang… hng… hnng…."
Si-woo's skillful tongue enveloped her entire pussy, his long tongue probing, twitching against her contracting inner walls.
Starting from her pussy's spasms, Amelia's convulsions spread to thighs, legs, finally her plump ass cheeks massaging his embedded cheeks softly.
Her juices now plentiful enough to rival an oasis.
The marinade was perfectly done.
Her hot, tight, winding virgin hole sagged loosely from his saliva and her fluids.
Parting his mouth briefly stretched a long silver thread like love gel between her legs.
Insertion imminent.
Si-woo shed pants and underwear, standing behind her ass.
"Si-woo…."
Then Amelia halted him.
Her voice, after his primal vulgar caress, now carried a subtle lust.
One hand gripped her own ass cheek, parting it slightly.
"Today… do it here…."
Before Si-woo, lost to near-mad arousal.
Amelia spread her cheeks wide, brightly revealing her tightly pursed, cute rear flower.