1.
The wild sex that was so intense to the point that it almost drove them crazy eventually ca to a close.
Now completely drained, Eloa’s tongue swept clean over Siwoo’s cock, licking away the mixture of her juices and his cum coating it.
They had gone at it from nightfall until the break of dawn, locked in instinctual animalistic mating sex.
Eloa was the vulnerable, helpless rabbit, while Siwoo was the ravenous wolf devouring her.
After shifting positions and exchanging shaless words countless tis, in the end, Eloa took his seeds a total of five tis.
There were a few mishaps along the way, like Eloa accidentally breaking a table mid-climax and fainting twice from the overwhelming pleasure of Siwoo injecting the pure mana into her, but even with those mishaps, it was still a blissful experience for her.
“Haaa...chuup... Heeeup...”
Her bunny costu had been completely destroyed, leaving behind only the garterbelt and high heels.
But the sight of her bare skin with just the garter and heels was far more enticing than when her costu was still intact; a vision of pure sensuality that left no room for disappointnt.
Gently cradling his balls in her mouth as though cherishing them, Eloa murmured, there was a hint of irritation in her voice.
“Siwoo, you ca too much inside...”
“Oh, did I?”
“It’s still leaking out... Haa... Sluuurrp”
Crouching as she ticulously cleaned his cock, the evidence of her claim was clear in the white droplets trickling between her thighs.
At the sa ti, the sight of her reignited Siwoo’s desire, making his shaft harden once more.
With his glans tucked into her cheek, making her look like a hamster storing food, Eloa swallowed the salty, caviar-like liquid with ease.
“Well, you kept begging to cum inside, Master.”
“...Stop teasing ...”
As the dawn ca, the lingering excitent from the night had begun to dissipate.
Now, only a deep embarrassnt crept into Eloa’s heart.
She recalled how she had moved atop him like a seductress, a succubus lost in her craft.
How she had uttered every filthy na for his cock, pleading for him to finish inside her.
Even while addressing him respectfully, she had shown delight at his rciless teasing.
No matter how much she had resolved to set aside their roles as master and disciple for a ti to be lovers, now that the haze of pleasure had lifted, she found herself feeling mortified by her actions.
Her sudden shift to a brusque tone stemd from that very embarrassnt.
“Why the sudden attitude, Master?”
“It’s because you never know when to stop; always forcing to do such shaless things...”
After she finished cleaning and taking a small sip of alcohol to refresh herself, Eloa curled up against Siwoo in bed.
Her soft, full chest pressed against him was like the perfect cushion.
Sensing a new kind of sensual allure about her, Siwoo embraced her before kissing her forehead gently.
Eloa burrowed further into Diwoo’s arms, hiding her face as if shy.
Asking her to shake off her embarrassnt would be clearly too much to ask.
“But you were the one who told all your weak spots, Master.”
“Siwoo! Stop it! Enough! Isn’t it over already?”
All her flirtatious antics flashed in Eloa’s mind, making her feel even more mortified than before.
‘Eloa is a horny rabbit for Siwoo—’
‘This is Eloa’s weak spot...! Rember it...!’
‘Please impregnate Eloa with your seeds, Siwoo...!’ and so on.
As Siwoo recited each of these lines back to her, Eloa lost her composure, furiously banging her head against his chest.
“Stop it...! Just stop already...!”
Her face flushed redder than it had been at the height of her climax, and she clamped her hands over her ears.
His master looked so irresistibly adorable that he found himself getting hard again.
“If you keep saying those things... I might not grant your requests next ti! Rember that!”
“Yes, yes, I’m sorry.”
“I’m serious! Listen to !”
Eloa, visibly fuming, looked like a squirrel that had been rudely woken up from a hibernation.
But, Siwoo didn’t need to do much to calm her down.
All he had to do was kiss her.
As he leaned in, bringing their lips closer, Eloa frowned and pretended to stay upset.
“Do you think I’m such an easy woman that you could just do this to ?”
“...”
“Even if it’s you, I won’t just let you have your way so easily.”
“...”
“If you think a re kiss is enough to calm down... Ugh...”
Seeing his lips move closer, Eloa seed torn, wrestling with her own thoughts.
Her slightly pouting lips hinted that she might give in for just one peck.
Finally, Eloa couldn’t resist and gave in to the temptation of the kiss.
Eloa pressed her lips against Siwoo’s.
The faint taste of alcohol lingered as his tongue intertwined with hers, and he lifted her effortlessly into his arms.
He carried her, still kissing her, all the way to the bathroom on the first floor.
The space was only as big as two shower stalls, almost too small for two people, just big enough for the two of them to squeeze him.
“Haa... Haa....”
As the warm water poured over them, washing away the remnants of last night’s passion, Siwoo and Eloa continued their kisses.
Then, noticing Siwoo’s thing poking her stomach, Eloa asked with a sassy tone.
“After going at it all night... You’re still like this?”
Though she said that, Siwoo wasn’t the only one.
“Well, you were pretty into it too, Master.”
“T-That’s not true...”
“Oh, really?”
“Siwoo! Do you really think I’m so rabbit in heat?”
“Then why are you in this state?”
“Ah...!”
Siwoo pressed his hard shaft against her lower belly while teasingly twisted her nipple between his fingers.
Her erect nipples stood tall, as if pleading for attention.
That was always the first sign she was getting turned on.
“So, why?”
“...O-Oh... Ahh...”
He played with her nipples, twirling them between his fingertips like a tease.
Her legs trembled slightly, and she instinctively pressed her belly against his hardened cock.
“So you were lying to again, huh?”
“...”
“I’ll give you one more chance. This ti, be honest with , just like you were last night.”
“...Yes...”
They were supposed to do more than just have sex; they planned to share breakfast and take a morning walk together.
But with Eloa being this seductive, she was leaving him with no choice.
“Um... Kissing Siwoo just...got Eloa so excited...”
“And then?”
“Eloa’s nipples...ended up...getting hard...”
Her voice softened, her toes curling shyly as she confessed, her deanor turning ek and innocent.
Seeing her like this, the urge for him to breed her surged through.
Never before had the fact that witches couldn’t get pregnant made him so frustrated.
“P-Punish Eloa...Siwoo... P-Please...”
In the end, Eloa ended up receiving two additional mana charges.
2.
The two of them stayed in the bathroom, made out until their legs were trembling.
Finally, the bittersweet mont of parting arrived.
Siwoo used his Dinsion Shift to take Eloa to the immigration office in Border Town.
Despite showing nothing but her sweet and caring side to Siwoo, at the end of the day, Eloa was still a duchess.
Obviously they’d give her the VIP treatnt, assigning the private VIP lounge to her where they spent their remaining ti together comfortably, away from any prying eyes.
Eloa sat there, neatly dressed with her bag packed.
Her cheeks, once glowing with happiness that morning, now carried a hint of regret.
She had already received a call for assistance from Branch Manager Sua.
Apparently, various unrest was stirring in places like China and South Arica; regions where the Witch Point wasn’t as influential as the rest.
The reason she had been delaying her departure so far was simple: she wanted to spend the Harvest Festival with Siwoo.
But delaying any further wasn’t sothing she could allow herself to do.
Of course, Siwoo understood this too.
Even though she could still theoretically return quickly, the thought of his master leaving for such a faraway place still tugged at him.
So, without thinking, he let out words he hadn’t ant to say.
“Can’t you stay just a little longer?”
Eloa seed slightly surprised by his words, but then smiled gently and held his hand.
“You already know I can’t, don’t you?”
“If only I’m better at controlling the Red Branch, I could go with you... But yeah, I know... For the innocents, is it...?”
“Don’t worry. Even without your help, I won’t be in any danger.”
Out of all the witches Siwoo had faced, the strongest one was Bianca Belleli, the Witch of Desire.
But Eloa was so powerful that he just couldn’t picture Eloa losing to Bianca at all.
After all, she had been hunting Criminal Exiles effortlessly for the past century, and Siwoo was confident this ti would be no different.
Besides, he had already replenished her mana multiple tis.
“You’re acting like this is goodbye good. I’ll co back as soon as I’ve taken care of the biggest issues. It’ll be a month at most.”
“Still... I’ll miss you.”
“Be sure to get along well with Ms. Odile, Ms. Odette, and Ms. Sharon while I’m gone.”
The inspection on the ‘Gate,’ which had delayed her departure a little longer, was finally complete.
Seeing the immigration officer approaching from afar confird it was ti.
“And one more thing...”
Leaning in close, Eloa brought her lips to Siwoo’s ear and whispered,
“When I’m back, I’ll make sure to finish what we left incomplete.”
She was referring to the blowjob she’d started after their second round in the bathroom but had to skip due to ti constraints.
With that promise, Eloa departed for the modern world.
3.
“Ms. Sua, It’s been a while.”
At Gwanghwamun Branch Witch Point.
Usually, Ms. Sua Agatha, the branch manager, would always co out to greet Duchess Tiphereth whenever she ca to visit.
However, with pressing issues piling up from all over the world, Sua just didn’t have the ti to spare for that this ti. In the end, Eloa was the one who visited her in her office that was filled with mountains of paperworks.
“Your Ladyship Duchess Tiphereth.”
“You seem quite busy.”
“This woman is just doing her best to fulfill her duty. Please forgive her for not welcoming you properly...”
“It’s alright. If anything, I’m the one who should be sorry for arriving later than planned.”
Sua was taken aback.
Just a few months ago, she’d been worried that Eloa might do sothing drastic, like taking her own life.
But now, here she was, greeting her with a soft, gentle smile.
It was the kind of smile Sua hadn’t seen from Eloa since her days as a carefree apprentice witch.
“Your Ladyship... You seem different.”
“A lot has happened.”
Eloa walked over, leaned down, and lightly hugged Sua, who was still seated, expressing her joy at their reunion.
Sua patted Eloa’s back gently.
Seeing her longti friend and comrade-in-arms in such a positive state filled Sua’s heart with genuine joy.
But their heartfelt reunion didn’t last long before Eloa’s deanor shifted.
Happy mories were one thing, but duty called.
It wasn’t the ti for them to indulge in their emotions; they had to focus on their missions.
“I’d like an update on the current situation. Has anything changed since the last report?”
Even Eloa’s tone was different.
In the past, her gaze had been sharp enough to cut through the air, but at the sa ti, it seed so fragile, as though it could break at any mont. But now, it was steady and resolute. Sua could feel the strength in her gaze.
“Ms. Sua?”
“Apologies. This woman has prepared information on Claire Asmodeus, the True Ancestor that has started expanding her influence violently in Colombia, as well as data on how it might connect to the ‘Curse of Dawn’ incident.”
Seeing Eloa’s more reassuring presence than ever, Sua started her concise briefing.
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