Chapter 83: Desire
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 83: Desire
My teacher's skin is soft. From head to toe, there isn't a single flaw to be found. Even places often neglected, like her heels, the backs of her knees, the crooks of her elbows, or her collarbones, are perfectly clean.
Despite having lived for over several hundred years, her skin is as firm and supple as a newborn baby's. Her full breasts and hips, maintained by that same skin, look like works of art crafted solely to entice men.
Yohan had fallen for this captivating body and loved her. Her shell. Meaning, he had only loved her for her looks.
“…Teacher.”
“Mmm.”
“Today, I want to do as I please.”
“…Do as you wish. I’m already… as good as yours, Yohan.”
Having received permission, Yohan began to lick her fingers. Evangeline, not expecting him to start licking such a place out of the blue, let out a faint moan as she watched him.
He put her fingers in his mouth, nibbling gently so as not to hurt her, and softly licked the tips. She was a woman beautiful and clean, even under her fingernails.
Yes, at the end of the day, she was just a woman. Just as a nuclear bomb capable of wiping out a nation is nothing but a hunk of scrap metal without a human command, this witch, who could kill tens of thousands in an instant, was nothing but a female when stripped bare.
“Huu, huu—.”
“…Yohan? Are you not feeling well?”
“…No, I’m fine, Teacher.”
Yohan slowly stripped off her clothes. Seeing Evangeline cover her naked body as if embarrassed, she was undoubtedly a female and nothing more—
She should be, and yet—.
‘Fucking hell…’
His fingertips began to tremble faintly. Yohan scowled, suppressing a headache, and immediately buried his face in the mounds of her breasts.
As he inhaled, the beads of sweat nestled in her cleavage vaporized and entered his nostrils. The scent from such a place could have been unpleasant, but Evangeline’s was not.
From head to toe, without a single exception, she was the lovely witch of love. A femme fatale mistakenly created by God.
He was holding that femme fatale. And he had several other beauties on par with her. So, rejecting her was just part of a spoiled instinct born from having too many options, and this was all a false fear signal sent by his brain…….
“It’s okay.”
“—Ueup!?”
Just then, Evangeline gently wrapped her arms around Yohan’s head. Her soft breasts pressed against him even more firmly, and Yohan sank into her embrace, feeling as if he were completely surrounded by them.
“It’s okay, Yohan. You don’t have to force yourself. You don’t have to try to do anything. Just… even if you do nothing at all, I will protect you.”
“Eup-eub…….”
Teacher… Feeling his teacher’s vast, immense maternal love, Yohan remained with his face buried in her chest.
Gently, a soft hand began to stroke the back of his head. His messy hair, untrimmed since he’d fallen into this world, poked at the nape of his neck. The prickling sensation belatedly brought him to his senses, and Yohan snapped his head up, pulling away from Evangeline’s embrace.
“—I’m! I’m scared of you, Teacher!”
“Huh? Wh-what?”
“Your breasts are big, your ass is big, and your face is beautiful! It’s normal to not be scared of you at all! But still! The fact that you could kill me with a flick of your wrist scares me! I’m so scared, I don’t know what to do….”
“I see, I see.”
Hearing Yohan’s words, Evangeline closed her eyes and nodded. She had been flustered when he said he was scared of her, but now that she heard him out, it made some sense.
It was a mishap born from the fact that she, a witch, couldn't possibly know the thoughts or sensibilities of a human, let alone a human male.
It was no different from telling a dog not to fear the dog butcher, just because the butcher claims to love dogs.
“Then, Yohan. What would my Yohan like to do?”
“……I don’t know. I just wish I wouldn’t tremble like this when I see you. I feel sorry to you, and I’m so ashamed of myself….”
“Yohan, would you like to try doing as I say?”
“Huh? How…….”
“Don’t you think you’ll feel better if you learn that I won’t harm you, no matter what you do to me?”
Yohan, who hadn’t understood what she meant, soon realized the true meaning of her words.
“……Well, then there’s something I’ve wanted to try.”
“What is it?”
“I want to try spanking your ass, really hard.”
“……What?”
Of all things, that?
Evangeline’s expression stiffened slightly as she looked at Yohan.
It seemed Yohan was serious.
“Y-Yohan? Is that enough?”
“……Just a little more.”
Evangeline buried her blushing face in the bed and lifted her hips slightly, making it easier for Yohan to strike.
Yohan thought he wanted to preserve the sight of that firm, raised ass and that sturdy, flawless body in a photograph or a painting.
If only he had his smartphone… but it had been taken along with his clothes and everything else by the people in the village below.
‘I’ll just have to burn it into my memory.’
Vowing never to forget this sight, Yohan swung his hand. Smack—! With a sharp sound, her pale white ass began to ripple.
“Hngh—!”
Her ass began to turn red, and Evangeline, feeling the pain, bit her lip hard, trying to stifle the moan that threatened to escape.
Her efforts were in vain as Yohan swung his hand once more.
Smack!
“Ahhk!”
This time, she couldn’t hold it back. Evangeline let out a pained cry, her upper body arching like a bow.
Now filled with the desire for him to stop, she looked back at her disciple with tear-filled eyes, only to see Yohan looking down at her with an expression full of ecstasy.
“A-are you still……?”
“……Just a little more.”
“B-but you’ve already hit me nearly ten times… Hauk!”
“Teacher, you said it was okay no matter what I did to you, didn’t you?”
Saying that, Yohan spread her buttocks, revealing the private parts hidden within. Her pussy, wet and glistening despite only being spanked, and her anus, as pretty as a chrysanthemum.
He reached out and caressed her pussy and her asshole at the same time. Evangeline, lost in the pain, didn’t realize what Yohan was doing until she felt a finger slide ever so slightly into one of her holes, making her body jolt.
“──!?”
“Oh.”
Unlike her pussy, which gripped him from all sides, her asshole was simply tight—so tight it felt like it could bite his finger off.
It was a man’s desire to stick it in any hole he found, so Yohan carefully licked Evangeline's foot and asked her.
“Teacher, may I put it in here?”
“Hh, hngh— Wh-why there of all places……”
“It’s fascinating, isn’t it? I was wondering why witches have an organ they don’t use….”
“I-if I say no, will you stop…?”
“If you say no, then I’ll start being scared of you again.”
He uttered words that no one who truly felt fear would ever say and stared at the back of Evangeline’s head. Unable to bear the shame, she buried her face deep into the pillow and gave a small nod.
Realizing her nod meant yes, Yohan began to rub his fully erect member against her private parts.
He slathered it thickly with the love fluid his teacher had produced herself and carefully aimed for her back hole.
“K-hheuk……!”
As the oversized thing entered her, Evangeline let out an excessive moan and clenched around it. Her tightness, which felt like it could squeeze and sever a steel bar, made Yohan’s body tremble as he pushed his member in as deep as it would go.
When he entered her pussy, he could at least feel the tip touching something at the end, but there was no such sensation when he entered her from behind.
This hole, which seemed to say it could take more even after he’d buried himself in from tip to shaft, was utterly bewitching.
“Y-Yohan—how is it—? You’re not scared of your teacher at all anymore, are you…?”
“Shut up.”
“Kyahng—!?”
As he slapped her ass with his cock buried in her back hole, Yohan felt her clench so tightly it felt like she might break him.
It was a new kind of pleasure. When he’d had sex with his teacher before, he had never treated her in such a one-sided, sadistic way.
He had been so happy to be with a beauty the likes of which he’d never dated and never would again, that he had always tried his best to please her…….
Now, he was feeling with his own body that there was no need for that.
‘The fact that she isn’t pushing me away or getting angry even when I do this much to her means she values me that much….’
There are people who cherish other things more than their own bodies. Like the cat ladies who feed strays despite getting scratched, or the car fanatics who’d rather break a bone than get a dent in their bumper.
Yohan realized his value to his teacher was on that level. A treasure they held more precious than their own lives.
An irreplaceable existence to the witches. The one and only Alpha Male.
“Teacher, try squeezing a little tighter.”
“Mmm……”
There was no need to be afraid of a mere witch.