13. Wireless-Connected Fleshlight Magic (4)

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"How was that just now for men to hear? Was it a turn-on?"

"…I couldn't say. I imagine it depends on each person's tastes…."

"How was it for your tastes, Mr. Dowon?"

"……Not bad."

"Mmm~"

I knew perfectly well that this was blatantly ignoring Lady Erzel's words.

If we really got caught, I'd probably end up spending an extremely awkward time with Lady Erzel.

…But that's that.

This is this.

My cock, stiffly erect thanks to Team Leader Eve, was far closer than the water torture Lady Erzel might put me through someday.

There was no point worrying about a witch who wasn't even here when it would only interfere with my enjoyment.

So for now, just,

focusing on devouring Team Leader's breasts

would be the smart thing to do, wouldn't it?

"Not, bad…, huh…."

"……."

At the same time as I entertained such insolent thoughts, press, press, squeeze—the breasts beneath the pitch-black turtleneck moved rhythmically up and down.

In time with the Team Leader's playfully broken speech, they seemed to gently squeeze the cock buried deep between them.

…As if that weren't enough, unlike earlier, she was now gathering her breasts together directly with both forearms.

Honestly, it was fucking arousing.

"Then when you're doing something exactly to your tastes, it'll get even harder than this, right?"

"…I'm sorry."

"No. Mr. Dowon, you haven't done anything wrong. If anything, I'm the one at fault for secretly trying to steal mana by feeding on a junior witch."

"……."

It was a question that was difficult to answer either way.

Thanks to that, I kept my mouth firmly shut while my cock twitched, and the Team Leader, smiling brightly, began sweeping it with her breasts once more.

Because it was titfucking with her clothes still on, the fabric between her breasts bulged out so conspicuously that there was no mistaking what was happening.

If I ejaculated like this, the Team Leader's casual clothes would be ruined by thick white semen.

Even so, she didn't slow down as she continued throwing questions at me.

"Mr. Dowon."

"…Yes."

"How should we proceed from here to make it feel natural…?"

"……."

Basically, she was trying to act as though she were skilled.

Yet only at times like this did she show so much of her virgin side.

…She was doing this on purpose.

"Everything so far has been natural enough, Team Leader."

"The opening part was adapted from something I once used in an erotic novel. But after this…. Usually, I write scenes where someone fucks or is fucked…."

"…I see."

"Oh, don't pull away like that. At times like this, the experienced Mr. Dowon is supposed to lead."

"……."

"How would you like this witch here to do it for you?"

If she asked me that, I could think of hundreds of things I'd want to order the Team Leader to do.

But she was, literally, the Team Leader.

No matter the circumstances, she was still my superior at work.

So after crumpling up and discarding the things that were too excessive and premature….

I ultimately chose something relatively mild.

"…I'd like you to lick the part protruding above your breasts with your tongue."

"Oh, like this?"

I meant the part twitching between her breasts.

The moment I finished speaking, she gently stuck out her tongue and began licking my glans.

She could have used her magic to lick it directly, but for now, she licked it with a single layer of fabric between us.

Her saliva soaked the clothes until they were slightly wet.

"This is softer than I expected! This glans here."

"…You must have felt it at the office."

"Even so. Back then it was with my finger, and this time it's with my tongue, right?"

"……."

"This is what bangs against the cervix during sex, right?"

Fortunately, the Team Leader had learned that uterine sex was impossible, but that didn't mean the level of their conversation had gone down.

Rather, like an eager student, Team Leader Eve treated me like a teacher and kept pestering me with all sorts of questions.

Licking my glans like a cat lapping up milk, she gazed intently up at my face and murmured,

"Rather than stopping at the cervix, I think being ravaged all the way to the uterus like an animal is more of a turn-on…."

"You could feel that way."

"Honestly, you think so too, don't you? Isn't that why so many writers give up on anatomical accuracy, because this is more of a turn-on in the first place?"

"…Ahaha…."

"Tch…. If Erzel hadn't scared me by warning that it would hurt, I'd really try it…."

"……."

I didn't bother asking with whom.

She was deliberately tickling my glans while looking up at me, making it obvious that she wanted me to ask the question as soon as possible.

If I did, I'd be swept into the Team Leader's rhythm again, so I chose a completely different approach.

"……Ugh,"

"…?"

I moved one of the hands I'd left idle and touched the Team Leader's breast, making her flinch and adjust her posture.

Instead of the playful, relaxed pose she'd had until then, she became much stiffer and more proper.

"…Are you trying to touch my breasts…?"

"Was I not allowed?"

"Well, not exactly…, but you touched them without saying anything. It startled me a little."

"Aha…."

"…Y-you can touch them. Touch as much as you like…."

"……."

…But her reaction was a little strange.

I knew all about the Team Leader's usual virgin-bitch-like attitude, but there had been times when her voice suddenly grew much quieter like this.

And whenever that happened, the situation was always something similar to this….

…….

…Ah.

Could it be that this person,

had only raised her attack power enormously by wielding all the erotic novels she'd written so far as a weapon?

I thought it would be okay since I'd just touched them through the blanket earlier. I'm sorry, Team Leader.

"…Yeees…."

"……."

"……."

I deliberately apologized to check, and her reaction was just as peculiar this time.

The experienced adult known as the Team Leader was nowhere to be found. Instead, it felt as though Eve Rikaon were sitting there, utterly tense because a man had merely touched her breasts.

Even so, I couldn't shake the thought that this, too, was an act….

"……, …Ah."

At that point, it seemed only polite to indulge her once.

So I stepped straight into the tiger's mouth.

"S-so you really are touching them…."

"…You told me yourself to touch them as much as I liked."

"That's true, but it was such a lewd way of doing it that it surprised me."

"Even though I only ran my hand over your bra? What if I'd greedily licked your breasts?"

"It's lewd. Extremely."

"…What do you think of a woman who says things like, 'The glans is softer than I expected,' and asks about uterine sex in front of a man?"

"……A total pervert, huh."

"……."

Soft-textured outerwear.

And beneath it, a bra with a somewhat tougher texture.

There was still a lot in the way of properly enjoying the Team Leader's breasts.

Aside from tightly gripping one breast in one hand, there wasn't much else I could do.

But for the Team Leader, experiencing sexual harassment for the first time, it seemed to be more than enough.

Seeing her squeak merely because I ran my hand over her bra, without even squeezing her breast tightly….

…made me wonder what sort of reaction she'd show when I really thrust into her like a fleshlight.

It was enough to worry me.

"Wait…, wh-why is your cock getting even harder…?"

"…Didn't you say it yourself earlier? You asked whether doing something to suit my tastes would make it harder."

"Uh…, um, ……what?"

"……."

"W-what exactly was to your taste…?"

"Who knows? Various things."

"Don't tease me with childish jokes…. …Ah, was it arousing that I gave you permission to touch my breasts?"

"…That did have something to do with it."

"Oh…!"

Pretending to be skilled when she was attacking turned me on.

When she was being attacked, the way she had no resistance and simply froze turned me on.

Despite all that, the fact that she was a witch and therefore ridiculously beautiful turned me on.

…Above all, those golden eyes that kept stealing glances at me turned me on.

If I explained every one of those things, the phrase 'total pervert' she'd just used would probably be directed at me.

So I glossed over it appropriately, and the Team Leader continued with a triumphant expression.

"Heheh, men really are simple. Getting all slack-jawed over a single woman's breasts—you're so easy."

At the same time, press, press.

She resumed the titfuck that had briefly gone slack.

The tip of my cock had gotten so hard that it started bobbing, and a tongue with not a gram of skill smeared itself against it.

Although the Team Leader's clothes blocked the sensation between my glans and her tongue, keeping the feeling from reaching me clearly,

…the diligent strokes of her tongue,

and the way she playfully rolled it over the tip,

all came through clearly.

"And I think you might like this too…. …Gulp."

As she firmly stroked my shaft along the soft breasts before me,

the glans poking out above them pushed up the Team Leader's clothes.

She not only licked it with her tongue but lowered her head to take it between her lips.

Every bit of it.

So I could feel it all.

"Pha…, if you're about to come, just tell me anytime…."

Maybe it was because my cock kept twitching.

Even the way she noticed and spoke up first,

Every bit of it

was exactly to my liking.

"……Blee…, hehe, heh."

She swept my cock with her breasts as though urging me to come quickly,

and tormented my glans with her soft lips as though telling me to come right now.

Now, she was even acting as though she truly stood above my head.

…Pressing her tongue firmly between the ridges of my glans,

she looked up at me

with a sly grin on her face.

"……Ngh,"

I couldn't bring myself to grab the Team Leader's head and push it down.

Instead, I put my weight into the hand braced against the bed behind me.

Bwit, bweeut, brrr.

so that sticky semen sprayed wildly inside the Team Leader's clothes.

and I ended up ejaculating disgracefully.

"Pfft, what do we do? You shoved all your precious mana into the trash."

"……."

"…If Erzel catches us doing something like this, we're in big troubleee."

Her own clothes, collarbones, and the breasts she was squeezing together with both arms,

casually dismissed as a trash can,

with the virgin-bitch witch's voice trailing behind me.