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Siwoo was speechless.
He and Countess Yesod had been investigating the effects of his ejaculation during sex.
That research would serve to help Countess Yesod transfer her brand to Diana without killing her. Later on, Siwoo found out that this phenonon stemd from his other self—dormant at the ti—craving for more magic.
In the case of Ea Sadallik, who was openly hostile to him, his dormant self forcibly took her brand, and with other witches, however, he only helped with copying, mana charging, and building new structures in Ain.
But today, the phenonon that usually occurred without his intervention didn’t happen.
-Squelch... Pop!
“Hngh...!”
Alia’s pussy, already tight, had beco even tighter after multiple orgasms.
Siwoo pulled his cock out of her.
Her walls gripped him tightly, squeezing every drop of sen out of his dick, refusing to let even a single drop go to waste.
When he fully withdrew his cock, Alia let out a sigh of exhaustion.
Through the slightly widened entrance, his sen dripped down and fell onto Alia’s feet.
He ejaculated inside, that was for sure.
Although her vaginal fluids were whitish and foamy, the sheer volu and distinct fishy scent unmistakably indicated that his sen were mixed in there.
Considering that the phenonon happened just fine when he did it with Sharon and his master back during the Harvest Festival, this developnt left him bewildered.
The only difference in him now and back then was that he had lost an arm saving Alia and Countess Kohav replaced it with a prosthetic.
“...Siwoo?”
Alia, having composed herself, looked at him with puzzled eyes.
In any case, he decided to get this checked out.
Besides, there was also the matter of Countess Kohav’s prosthetic not working properly. It could be it was due to him pushing his body too hard lately, but it wouldn’t hurt to check.
Also, this was Alia’s first ti.
He didn’t want to burden her with unnecessary worries.
Especially since the most likely cause of this anomaly was the injury she had unintentionally caused him.
“Did I... Make a mistake?”
anwhile Alia looked at him with worried eyes.
They just had such a passionate mont, but he suddenly went silent, so it was only natural for her to react in that way.
“No, I was just...overwheld by how good it felt.”
“Really...?”
“Yeah.”
Alia, who had been doubtful, quickly turned relaxed, perhaps because she could relate to his words since the pleasure that she felt during the action was indeed out of this world.
Then she smiled bashfully and hugged him.
“...It’s good that you like it... That makes happy, Siwoo...”
In any case, Siwoo wasn’t lying.
He really felt like his energy was completely drained after having sex with her.
In the beginning, he thought that he was fucking a fairy, but it turned out that she was a succubus.
Even though their bodies that clung together were all sweaty, her affectionate gestures felt warm and comforting.
Just like that, the two stayed in each other’s arms for a long ti, whispering sweet, cheesy words of love.
2.
After cleaning the bed, they quickly went to the bathroom on the second floor and washed their bodies together.
She didn’t feel much pain from her hyn being torn, but the muscle exhaustion from her multiple orgasms overwheld even her spirit body.
After all, the muscles that were strained during her spasms in her orgasm were ones she didn’t normally use.
During the shower, her leg suddenly cramped, and Siwoo ended up carrying her back to the bed.
After that, they just cuddled in bed under the warm morning sunlight that lted away any lingering unease.
As the rush of dopamine faded, leaving behind a sweet laziness, the two rested their heads together and chatted casually.
“Ms. Alia, are your breasts okay?”
“My breasts?”
“I think I got a bit carried away... I might’ve pinched them too hard.”
Just as Siwoo said, there were faint bruises on her delicate breasts.
Noticing this, Alia quickly pulled the blanket up to cover her bare body.
Of course, not because she was feeling sore, but because of the sheer embarrassnt.
“...Pervert.”
Alia muttered shyly, pulling the blanket all the way up to her nose.
Although, she knew that it was normal to get swept up in the mood and act over-the-top.
Her first night with Siwoo.
She had been certain that the things she had done, like acting coquettish and charming in front of him, wouldn’t matter, but it turned out that she was wrong.
Of course, she still wished to serve him, that hadn’t changed, it was just, the dirty talk she spewed when she was horny was a little bit of an issue to her.
After all, she had begged him to tornt her, claid that she enjoyed being his sex slave, confessed her love for having her nipples pinched, and even said ‘pussy juice’—a term she had never imagined herself saying aloud.
Even a brief mory of those monts made her face flush hot, like it was pressed against an open fla.
“Are you mad?”
“No.”
She wasn’t lying, but she couldn’t help putting on a sulky expression, as if she was upset.
This was a new experience for her.
Even she was surprised at how she let herself act so childishly in front of him.
She had always lived with a stoic mask, showing only the bare minimum of emotions and now, with Siwoo, her actions reminded her of emotions she hadn’t felt in ages.
Alia pondered what had brought on this change.
And it didn’t take long for her to find the answer.
The deep, unshakable bond she felt with him.
A bond that assured her their connection would stay strong, no matter what difficulties arose.
She trusted that Siwoo would even accept her sulking and show his care for her.
That trust wrapped her more warmly than the blanket she held so tightly.
“You seem mad, though.”
Does Siwoo feel this heartwarming joy too? Does he want to hum a little happy tune like I do?
She already knew the answer to that question.
But she still wanted to confirm it.
It reminded her of her younger days as an apprentice witch, when she obtained a precious item and put it in her own treasure box—she kept opening the box and peeking at it.
She pressed her lips together, trying to suppress the smile creeping up.
But it was obvious that she failed to do that.
‘Thank goodness the blanket is hiding my face,’ she thought, as she pouted playfully.
“Yes, I’m actually really, really mad. You need to apologize.”
It was a prank, just a little act.
There wasn’t any specific purpose; just a warm way to pass ti.
And yet, sothing so trivial made her so happy that her eyes lit up with a genuine smile.
“How should I apologize?”
But then, Siwoo’s expression turned serious, catching her off-guard.
Did I overdo it?
Then she noticed the faint smirk he couldn’t completely hide.
“...”
He’s teasing ...!
Realizing this, Alia spun around, trying to calm her suddenly flustered heart.
“...You’re so an, Siwoo.”
“I’m sorry.”
Even now, the two of them were lying under a blanket without a stitch of clothing.
Siwoo shifted closer to Alia and wrapped his arms tightly around her from behind.
With that, their bare skin touched, pressing against each other.
“You were just too cute, Ms. Alia. And your ‘night service’? You were incredible at it.”
“...”
Those words made her happy, even if just a little.
Honestly, she wasn’t confident in doing all that.
But, seeing how much Siwoo enjoyed it eased the small insecurities lingering in her heart.
Maybe I should be a bit more honest?
After hesitating for a mont, Alia spoke softly without turning to face him.
“...I can do it again.”
“Do what?”
Siwoo smirked playfully, but it soon froze when her next words left her lips.
“...Receiving...your seeds...”
Contrary to what he had expected her to say, sothing along the lines of night service...
She said those words without any embellishnt, in a really lewd and alluring voice.
The term she used was crude, sothing one might hear in reference to livestock, yet sohow, it fit the context perfectly.
“...”
“...”
From that point on, their playful banter ceased, leaving the two of them in a shared silence.
Siwoo beca acutely aware of the warmth of Alia’s soft skin pressed against his.
Her soft, smooth skin.
The earlier shower had left her skin cool, but under the blanket, it had ward up again.
Because he was hugging her tightly from behind, he could clearly feel her ass, and at that mont, his lust sprouted up again.
Alia also seed to have felt Siwoo’s dick gradually hardening, and she quickly turned quiet, as if she had never tried to pull out that sulky prank.
“Ah....”
When his thick hand reached for her chest again, she let out a quiet moan.
But then she turned to face him and gently stopped his hand.
“Oh... I’m sorry. I didn’t an to...”
He rembered how exhausted she’d been just a mont ago, barely able to hold herself up.
Going for another round might be too much.
When he tried to apologize, Alia shook her head.
“No, it’s not that I don’t want to... It’s just that ti is slipping away.”
Almost three hours had passed while they were having sex.
This was the last day of the year.
And she had sothing in mind.
“We should finish up here and head to the Gemini Mansion.”
“Gemini Mansion?”
“It’s a aningful day. The others would probably want to spend it with you too.”
Alia wasn’t soone who usually placed much importance on New Year’s or the Harvest Festival.
Normally, she’d spend such occasions imrsed in her magic research.
But despite the possessiveness stirring within her, she felt it wasn’t right to keep him all to herself on such a special day.
So, she wanted to go to the Gemini Mansion, where Siwoo’s other lovers were, and let him spend ti with them too.
Besides, she also wanted to et them herself.
“Ms. Alia.”
“I’ll get ready.”
Alia got up before the conversation could drag on and started dressing up.
The two, who had finished their work at the workshop, held hands affectionately and headed to the Gemini Mansion.
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