Chapter 490
Chapter 490
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 490
Chapter Title: I'm the Associate Professor and You're the Janitor (2)
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1.
Amelia had breasts.
Amelia had a pussy, too.
No matter how noble she appeared as a witch, it was only natural for a human woman with a physical body.
But Amelia having an asshole?
That was something hard to believe even seeing it with his own eyes.
Even if it had lost its original function and become a vestigial organ like a clean rear entrance, its very existence drove home the fact that Amelia was just one person like anyone else.
But the emotion Si-woo felt paled in comparison to what Amelia was going through.
Showing off her standard reproductive organs was embarrassing, of course.
But exposing a part of her body that no woman wanted anyone to see, spreading it wide open like that?
And now, offering that shameful hole not for its original purpose, but as a hole to please his cock?
It was utterly depraved.
For Amelia, who had only slept with him once and still carried the fresh sensibilities of a noble young lady, it was an act so mortifying it felt like her face was on fire.
Even when he'd taken her from behind, how much had that embarrassingly fluttering hole bothered her?
It might have been even more humiliating than strutting around outside with just a cloak on.
"I heard you did it here with Miss Odil and Miss Odet, too... and even the Witch of Luck."
But Amelia spread her rear entrance even wider, making it easy for Si-woo to insert.
Her plump ass cheeks, which usually hid it completely, were now pulled apart to reveal it fully.
"I don't want to fall behind..."
She didn't want to lag any further.
She wanted Si-woo's love in the exact same way.
That determination gave Amelia the one extra step of courage she lacked.
The usual Si-woo would have gently dissuaded her.
It's too soon for the back door. You don't have to push yourself.
Or, there are too many risks doing it outside for your first time, and so on.
But thanks to the perfume Amelia had hastily prepared, Si-woo's state was like a warhorse dosed with a near-lethal dose of aphrodisiac.
Memories from past days flowed through the overheated furrows of his excited mind.
Amelia sneering at Si-woo as he struggled in the sewer drain.
Amelia, under the cold title of overseer, nitpicking and making him suffer endlessly.
The Amelia whose white neckline and thighs kept drawing his gaze, but he couldn't even look properly for fear of getting caught and scolded.
The haughty, aloof Amelia who broke new records for rudeness every day.
Now, she had become a submissive female, spreading her rear entrance with her own hands to appeal to him.
And not even on a bed, but in a back alley where anyone might see.
The sudden recollection of his bad memories with Amelia wasn't because he suddenly hated her again or held a grudge.
In a romantic relationship, the most thrilling and cock-hardening sex was makeup sex.
The conquest of taming your girlfriend—who'd just been glaring daggers and yelling at you—with your dick was something you couldn't explain unless you'd experienced it.
For example.
Kind of like that kind of change.
With his arousal at its peak, Si-woo instinctively recalled Amelia's past to deliberately create a 'gap' with the current situation.
For him, that doubled his excitement, and his cock erected 1.2 times larger than usual.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into his head.
"Lady Amelia."
At the call of her name, Amelia's shoulders twitched.
Si-woo slowly reached out his hand toward her ass.
The hole quivered at the touch of his cold hand.
-Squiiiish...!
Thanks to Si-woo's relentless sucking just moments ago, the hole glistened with juices and saliva, revealing its pink inner flesh.
He wanted to shove it in right away, thrust deep.
But to savor this moment to the utmost, another condition was needed.
"I have a request."
"A r-request?"
-Vooooom!
In that instant, a bluish light enveloped Si-woo and Amelia's bodies.
As the massive wave of mana and slight nausea faded, Amelia realized they had moved somewhere else.
The coordinate teleportation spell had activated.
Stunned by the sudden relocation, Amelia looked around in confusion.
Scattered tables and chairs here and there.
Bookshelves reaching to the ceiling, packed full of magic books, and ladders.
"Wh-where... is this...?"
This familiar place was none other than the library at Trinity Academy, where Si-woo had once been the custodian.
Just like the alley, it was a dizzying spot where someone might walk in at any moment.
Si-woo made his request again to the bewildered Amelia, who couldn't comprehend.
"Can you do it like before?"
"L-like... before...?"
"Like when you were the associate professor and I was the custodian."
Amelia hesitated at Si-woo's sudden demand.
The memories of tormenting Si-woo while denying her own feelings were one of the moments she regretted most as Amelia.
With an uneasy heart, she asked.
"Why... do you want that...? May I ask?"
"I want to conquer the past Amelia, too. As close to how she was back then as possible."
Hearing Si-woo's words, Amelia still didn't fully grasp his true intent.
The connection between makeup sex and conquest was a difficult concept for her.
She simply accepted it as a form of 'role-playing' that Sharon had mentioned.
Being conquered by Si-woo didn't particularly repel her.
So, she had no choice but to meet his expectations.
"I-I'll... try..."
Amelia nodded.
A bit childish, but so what?
If it turned him on, that was enough.
2.
After a simple acting lesson.
Ready.
Action.
-Clack, clack.
Today, too, Associate Professor Amelia Merigold came looking for Trinity Academy's custodian, Shin Si-woo, clicking her heels to find fault with him.
She gazed at him with sky-blue eyes cold enough to make him shiver.
"Custodian Shin Si-woo."
The moment her cold voice, laced with scolding undertones, reached him, Si-woo felt a chill crawl down his spine.
His instinctual memory of that fear struck his mind more vividly than expected.
It rivaled a dragon's presence; for a moment, his erection nearly faltered.
"I-is this... okay?"
"Yes, perfect."
"This feels... weird... embarrassing..."
Amelia glanced at Si-woo nervously, fiddling with the hem of her woolen cloak.
Si-woo gave a satisfied evaluation of her acting.
Though her glare was a bit less fierce and her voice slightly softer, it was enough to vividly recall her from back then.
"Will you keep going?"
"...Yes."
Unlike Si-woo, who was at maximum arousal, Amelia seemed awkward with the sudden role-play.
But her resolve to offer even her rear entrance outdoors wasn't something light.
She soon steadied her breathing and immersed herself in the role.
"Custodian, is this the best you can do at cleaning?"
Amelia ran her fingertip over a spotless table and blew off imaginary dust.
Even her venomous gaze searching for faults was starting to resemble the past.
"Pathetic... utterly pathetic."
As she spat the rebuke, her gaze wavered as if she couldn't bear to continue.
But she gritted her teeth and finished playing the role Si-woo requested.
"I'm truly sorry..."
"You always say you're sorry. Have you ever actually improved? These rare books are basic but hold great historical value."
Amelia stepped closer to Si-woo, who had his head bowed low.
It felt just like the old days.
The gap was incomparable to mere imagination.
"I can't help but question your sense of responsibility as custodian."
Amelia poked Si-woo's chest with her fingertip, her expression full of dissatisfaction.
It was the perfect behavior to boil a man's conquest drive.
"I'll correct it."
"Correct it? How? Are you saying a custodian who can't even clean properly will take responsibility for his actions?"
Amelia's once-only-cold face began to flush red.
More precisely, her expression mimicked the haughty past perfectly, but the shame from thinking about her next lines was unavoidable.
"I-I guess I need to teach you how to clean properly."
Then she braced herself against the desk and stuck her ass out backward, just like before.
"Take out your... filthy cock, custodian."
Amelia, relatively in her right mind, desperately held back her mounting shame to meet Si-woo's expectations.
Her face was beet red, but her tone and expression remained unchanged from before.
Si-woo casually pulled out his cock.
"Done."
A third-rate AV scene full of awkward acting.
Amelia spread her plump pussy lips wide with two fingers.
"I-I, Amelia Merigold... will show you an example of cleaning. An example of making even your dirty cock... spotless."
"Are you really okay with this?"
Amelia wanted to smack the feigning Si-woo, but she held back.
She never imagined his kink would be something more embarrassing than offering her rear in the street.
"Are you ignoring my words right now? A w-witch... never speaks idly. Hurry up and put it in."
"Understood."
Si-woo gripped Amelia's slender hips.
-Squelch!
The hot glans burrowed through the winding narrowness unique to Amelia's pussy.
The ecstatic sensation of his glans, dried from the cold air, enveloped in hot fluids and meaty folds.
"Haaah...! Nngh...!"
Outdoor sex was like this, heightening the pleasure of the first thrust to its peak.
This place, too, was a public spot where people might come even at night.
Amelia moved her hand to her mouth, clamping it shut.
-Squeeze! Squeeze!
Amelia's special narrow pussy clung to Si-woo's cock like a spoiled pet, squeezing tight.
The pressure squeezing from all sides and the unrelenting tightness no matter how deep he thrust were Amelia's unique traits.
"Custodian... watch closely."
This was only their second time having sex.
Accepting Si-woo's cock, even more swollen than usual, from behind was no easy feat.
Just halfway in, her legs felt weak, threatening to collapse.
The anxiety of someone possibly seeing turned into a dizzying thrill, making her hips tremble.
Feeling shame, thrill, and a nostalgic pull back to the past as Si-woo wanted.
Amelia began shaking her ass on her own.