Chapter 39
Chapter 39
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: The Insulting Maid Thinks Dick Management is Necessary
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‘In the end, it lasted ridiculously long.’
I looked down at the side of the bed again.
There lay Kirke, melted away with an ecstatic expression on her face.
“Ah... haa...♥”
Her body was completely lost in pleasure, slick with sweat.
It really felt like she’d melt away if I so much as poked her.
‘How can even her twitching in climax look so pretty.’
I reached out and kneaded Kirke’s large breasts.
She was so drained of stamina that she just lay there, doing nothing.
Her body merely twitched faintly.
‘Well, it was pretty intense.’
The bunny girl outfit had definitely ramped up my excitement more than anything.
Thanks to that, we’d spent an even wilder night.
At some point, the bunny girl costume had come off completely.
We’d kept ravaging each other’s bodies.
The intense sex had bunched up our clothes.
They’d gotten in the way of the caresses and thrusting.
I’d also wanted to enjoy Kirke’s voluptuous figure in all its naked glory.
‘Rubbing her tits and thighs against me while kissing was absolute perfection.’
Still, I’d pounded her plenty while she was still in the bunny girl getup.
We’d even gone for cowgirl position.
‘The way the bunny ears bounced up and down was adorable.’
Costume sex definitely had that extra kick of excitement.
Kirke’s body was always delicious no matter when I had her.
But there was something fresh and thrilling about it.
Of course, that wasn’t limited to Kirke.
Medeia would look great in a bunny girl outfit too, and I was itching to fuck Diana soon.
‘Then Kirke’s pretty much conquered.’
I’d gone so far as to prepare the bunny girl costume myself for the event.
At this point, it was safe to say she was head over heels for me.
‘Time to fuck Diana.’
I’d been diligently preparing for it.
Now, all it would take was a little spark, and she’d fall.
‘Plus, there are things I want to test out.’
I lightly rolled the aphrodisiac gel I’d developed in my hand.
****
I woke up in the morning and returned to my room.
For once, Kirke was still asleep even after I woke up.
She was sleeping so soundly that I just left her be and headed out.
Even by my standards, last night had been pretty wild.
‘Anyway, some other maid will wake her up.’
...Come to think of it, did the maids always clean up these sex-wrecked bedrooms?
A twinge of gratitude and respect hit me.
‘What would they think seeing the Great Witch asleep naked next to a soaked bunny girl outfit.’
Maybe they wouldn’t bat an eye.
Kirke was the kind of woman who looked beautiful even sprawled out after sleep or sex.
‘At her level, it wouldn’t be weird if it sparked sexual fantasies in them.’
Still, out of respect for the Great Witch’s dignity, I’d cleaned up the pussy juices on the floor with magic.
As a mage myself, that much was a breeze.
“Mm~ After a night of delightful sex, my body feels utterly refreshed.”
Kirke’s pussy really was the perfect tonic for me.
I returned to my room, showered, and changed clothes.
I usually exercised in the morning before showering.
But today’s workout had been pushed to the afternoon.
‘Not that it was exercise that got delayed—it’s my appointment with Diana.’
The plan to fuck Diana was going smoothly.
If my hunch was right, I’d be claiming that elf housewife’s pussy today.
I’d deliberately scheduled it for the afternoon for that.
I wanted to savor the sex leisurely in my room.
‘Hmm, got a bit of time now?’
Even with some free time, I wasn’t about to waste it.
Times like this called for focusing on magic.
Truth be told, I was pretty busy with sex and meeting women.
I didn’t have as much leisurely study time as I’d like.
‘But I can’t give up sex with beauties like them~’
Who knew when I’d get another chance at a daily fuckfest like this.
I planned to enjoy it to the fullest while it lasted.
Above all, those massive tits and ass made it impossible to hold back.
Especially since I knew just how bouncy they felt when I was pounding away.
“Alright, time to study some restraint magic.”
I opened the book and dove into the grimoire.
I used to head to the library mostly, but now that I knew I could borrow books, I read in my room.
The library was public, so it felt awkward studying freely there.
In my room, I could focus on whatever magic I wanted.
“Man, witches’ magic is seriously impressive.”
No matter how you sliced it—even with centuries of life as magic geniuses.
It was mind-blowing how far they’d advanced.
Thanks to my recent hard studying, I was finally closing the gap a bit.
Even mastering a single spell made me feel like I was growing as a mage.
That was why studying felt fun instead of boring.
“...You’re studying diligently.”
“Hm?”
A voice came from beside me.
There was only one person who’d speak to me like that.
“Medeia?”
Today’s maid outfit suited her perfectly, as always.
As a greeting, I slipped my hand under her skirt and stroked her ass.
‘Mm, another perfect service-maid ass today.’
The soft panty texture transmitted through my hand.
Mm, just savoring this feel was enough to make my dick throb.
“...Now you grope me without a second thought the moment you see me.”
“After all the dick-sucking and handjobs.”
“That’s exactly why I know you’re a decent husband on some level, but I still don’t feel any affection.”
“I just want to get along with you, Medeia.”
I meant that sincerely.
Medeia was stunning, with killer tits to boot.
Her ironclad personality had bumped her down the priority list for now.
But she was a witch I wanted to conquer and fuck sooner rather than later.
Strictly speaking, from that angle, maybe I shouldn’t be doing pervy stuff like this…
‘But her reactions every time I grope her are too delicious to stop.’
That look of disgust as she casually insults me.
Yet she doesn’t block my hand or refuse the touch.
She had the air of a maid who was annoyed by everything.
That reaction alone made me keep doing lewd things.
How could anyone hold back from groping a maid this lewd?
‘Plus, she lets it slide just enough.’
Did she see this level of service as within a maid’s duties?
She’d show her displeasure for most things but let them go.
Come to think of it, from the very first time we met, she’d sucked my dick just to cheer me up.
“...Grop me moderately.”
She’d only pull my hand away if the contact got too intense.
She’d suck dick herself but generally refused my touches.
‘She’s got her own boundaries, I guess.’
I was experimenting right on that line, tightrope-walking.
“Feels like it’s been a while since I last saw you.”
“I’ve been busy with the magic arrow project.”
“So you’re free today?”
“Well, witches aren’t endlessly busy with work. Separately, all tasks are on hold today.”
“On hold? Did you get a vacation?”
Witches had solid welfare.
With advanced magic and civilization, plus abundant resources.
Medeia was always busy helping me, but she surely got her vacation perks.
“...Not exactly.”
Medeia let out a deep sigh and stared at me with an odd look.
“Diana’s dragging out the inspection for some reason, and the Great Witch isn’t in any shape to work today.”
“Kirke?”
Diana was probably stalling because of me.
But why couldn’t Kirke work all of a sudden?
“Did something happen?”
Medeia furrowed her brows in disbelief.
“...Who do you think is responsible?”
“Huh? Me?”
“Just how wild was your night... Kirke’s waist gave out, she’s completely drained, and she’s recuperating.”
“Ah.”
Back home, intense sex sometimes left maids unable to get up.
But this was a first for Kirke.
Well, we had gone pretty hard last night.
Kirke in that bunny girl outfit had been too hot.
‘Didn’t think she’d be bedridden, though.’
We’d tried so many positions that she must’ve been totally spent.
Cowgirl was a first for us yesterday too.
It was a classic newbie mistake—getting too into sex and overtaxing your stamina and body.
“Didn’t expect it to go that far.”
“...Anyway, that’s halted all magic bow work. Perfect timing—I’m handling other tasks.”
“Gotcha.”
In a way, it was a butterfly effect from my actions.
Like it or not, Kirke was the Great Witch, and I was her husband.
My doings were rippling out to the witches as a whole, knowingly or not.
“How intense do you have to get? Show some restraint and consideration for the woman.”
“...Weren’t you the one saying to fuck a lot to get her pregnant quick?”
I shot her a slightly aggrieved look, and Medeia averted her eyes.
“......That didn’t mean fuck her till she collapses.”
“But I creampied plenty, so it should count, right?”
“If it messes up witch duties, it’s all for nothing. I’m worried about her body too.”
To Medeia, Kirke was like a mother figure.
No wonder she was concerned that she was laid up from sex aftereffects.
“You say that, but how am I supposed to hold back with Kirke’s body being so damn tempting? Telling her husband to restrain himself after seeing that is asking too much of any man.”
“Looks like that dick of yours doesn’t know the meaning of restraint.”
“If you’re so worried, why don’t you milk a load for me?”
“...I see.”
I’d just tossed it out as a joke.
But this ever-serious maid nodded earnestly, as always.
“If I relieve you, it’ll ease the burden on the Great Witch a bit.”
Medeia stepped right up to me.
Hm, kinda sudden, but she was offering a handjob?
If so, no different from usual…
“Then, if you’ll excuse me.”
Snap!
Medeia snapped her fingers.
Magic ropes appeared, binding and fixing my wrists in place.
“Mm?”
“...Since it’s a rare chance, let me properly educate that unruly dick of yours.”
...Oh, this kind of play was new even for me?
An insulting maid giving it a squeeze.
This was pretty exciting.