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Nam Dowon's first kiss was an extremely, extremely blatant taste of toothpaste.
There was nothing particularly unusual about it, either.
He probably felt it was a toothpaste-flavored kiss too, just like I did.
As they say in fiction, enjoying a sweet first kiss probably required some preliminary preparation, like wetting your mouth with a drink at the very least.
Looking at this alone, honestly, there was no reason to do it.
It was nothing more than an act perfectly suited to passing along a cold.
That was exactly my first impression.
"W-wait here for a moment. I'll go take my clothes off…. Ah, you can take yours off too."
Then, as I caught my breath, came my second impression: this.
I moved away from Nam Dowon by flailing my legs, then took off the pants and panties I was wearing and furtively ran a hand between my thighs.
"……."
I had briefly thought I might die of embarrassment from kissing him.
Maybe that was why.
…I was wet enough down there to die of embarrassment too.
It wasn't as if Nam Dowon had touched me with his hands.
Nor had he licked me gently and carefully with his tongue.
Wasn't vaginal lubrication supposed to require direct stimulation…?
Of course, sometimes I got wet from indirectly tickling my nipples alone late at night before going to sleep, but at least then I had the excuse that anyone could see I'd done something lewd.
Compared to merely intertwining tongues, pinching my own nipples was definitely an incredibly lewd thing to do, though.
In the middle of all this, how was I supposed to explain to Nam Dowon, who was taking off his pants behind me, that I'd gotten this wet from nothing but a kiss…?
One second. Two seconds. Five seconds.
After thinking hard in time with the ticking second hand, I finally brought out the one trump card I alone could play.
"I can't be bothered with foreplay, so just do it."
"But if you're not properly wet inside, it'll hurt and sting quite a bit."
"I-I managed it somehow with magic. This should be enough, right?"
"Oh…."
With a snap of my fingers, similar fluid appeared on the tip of Nam Dowon's index finger too.
It was similar to the magic I had used last time to run over Nam Dowon's cock.
If I had to give it a name, magical vaginal lubrication… or perhaps magical lube.
The components couldn't be exactly the same, but at least I'd made the texture similar.
Of course, the slickness between my thighs now came entirely from my own body.
"It seems this should be enough."
"…I've coated myself sufficiently too, so just hurry up. You said you'd do things your way today, didn't you? I only have to tell you which parts I disliked."
"…That's right."
I hid the panties with the wet spot beneath my sweatpants.
By the time "mana charging" was nearly over, they would probably dry enough to conceal the evidence.
So this was a perfect crime, enough to fool even an idiot like Nam Dowon.
I was smiling inwardly while fixing my hair.
"Then, if you'll excuse me for a moment. Lady Neria."
"……."
The idiot Nam Dowon, undressed like me.
The idiot Nam Dowon, wearing nothing but a white shirt.
The idiot Nam Dowon, whose kiss had been nothing but a mouthful of toothpaste flavor.
…already approaching me, fully erect.
My gaze naturally dropped toward that grotesque male organ.
Whatever it looked like, if I was being completely honest about my impression….
That thing. It really did feel good.
Just seeing it made me feel even wetter and softer inside.
"Eek……?!"
Right. Up to this point, I could at least write it off as feeling lewd.
To explain it a little more fully, it was like the feeling I got at night after learning to masturbate from Nam Dowon, when I tickled my nipples.
That feeling of focusing solely on sensation without caring about anyone else's gaze.
…Because I was looking at Nam Dowon's cock bobbing right in front of me and imagining the sex we'd had so far.
And because every one of those times, the sex had felt incredibly good.
Up to here, I could write it off as feeling lewd.
The problem was what he was doing now, after declaring that he would do whatever he wanted with my body.
"If this were usual, you'd have cursed me right away. I suppose you really intend to hold back."
"…Yeah. I wanted to kick you as hard as I could with the instep, but I held back out of magnanimity."
"So I may do anything to Lady Neria…."
"……."
Nam Dowon didn't stop at merely spreading my legs; he pushed them up until my knees were near my chest.
…which left my vulva, drenched in vaginal fluid, completely exposed.
Because of an embarrassment that went a step beyond feeling lewd.
My cheeks were burning so hot.
"…Ngh, eek………"
Then, using one hand, he stroked my clitoris until it made a wet slapping sound.
His hand was much larger and rougher than mine. It moved quickly over my clitoris, even producing an explicit wet sound.
The thought that Nam Dowon was seeing everything sent a shivering pleasure racing up my spine and through my whole body.
"……hic,"
And even though the atmosphere was just slightly different from the gentle, considerate Nam Dowon he'd been until now.
…somehow, I didn't hate it.
"Could Lady Neria do what I just did by herself?"
"W-why would I…!"
"Because it will feel better that way."
"……."
"You were the one who said that, since we're going to do mana charging anyway, we should make it feel better…."
"Fine…! I get it! Who said I wouldn't?"
Nam Dowon asks, and I give permission.
This form hasn't changed yet, but the atmosphere had changed considerably.
Nam Dowon requests, and I accept.
Only slightly. It hadn't changed much, but the feeling was strange.
Nam Dowon commands, and I obey.
That was still a no.
For now, we had clearly stopped at a relationship of request and acceptance.
Even so, a ticklish pleasure made my lower abdomen tingle.
…It felt as if control was gradually passing to Nam Dowon.
In truth, looking back at what we'd done together, Nam Dowon had always taken the role of a teacher.
But this was the first time it felt as though I was truly handing over control.
And that was something.
Even though I didn't really know what it was.
It wasn't bad.
"Ha… ngh……."
Something hot and burning pressed firmly against my slit, which was drenched in genuine vaginal fluid.
I could tell without even looking down.
I'd already experienced this exact thing twice.
From now on, all I had to do was timidly stroke my clitoris and watch Nam Dowon's reaction.
…That made me think there was no difference between me and a puppy wanting Nam Dowon's praise.
But it was too late.
"He…ek, he……?"
The thing my master would probably like entered wherever it pleased, all the way to the deepest part of me.
…Maybe because I was squeezing too tightly. Nam Dowon occasionally pulled back as if something were uncomfortable, but his goal was always the same.
To drive his cock all the way into my deepest depths.
Obsessed with that single purpose, Nam Dowon held my hips and pushed his cock in once more.
I had no ruler to measure it exactly, but it felt as though it was pressing down almost to below my navel.
At this point, I felt "destroying the uterus" might be a more accurate term than mana charging.
…It was a cock that killed witches.
"Ngh…, s-slowly……"
The problem was that pounding into me so stupidly like that was unexpectedly very effective.
Not effective at killing witches, but perfectly suited to having pleasurable sex.
My body began jerking from a pleasure so overwhelming that comparing it with masturbating alone felt almost insulting.
My waist trembling was a given, and the rest of my body was no different.
Especially my eyes.
From my own perspective, they were probably among the top five parts of me when it came to honesty.
When I still had some attention to spare, I would sneak a glance at the connection where his cock slid in and out, making wet, squelching sounds.
…But when the pleasure built up enough to become difficult, I would soon be busy panting at the ceiling with my head resting comfortably.
Even now, all I could see before my eyes was a pure white ceiling, not Nam Dowon's body.
In that state, as I squeezed an innocent pillow, Nam Dowon's voice reached my ear.
"Touch yourself."
"……?"
Touch what…?
…Oh, right.
While he was pounding into me, Nam Dowon had asked me to touch my clitoris myself.
Just a little while ago.
But touching it now….
It already felt good enough.
If it became too intense, that might itself cause some kind of problem….
"You can feel even better. Hurry."
"……."
…I had a feeling it would.
For some reason, my hand was hesitantly sliding down along my body's contours.
As if I were trying to arouse the male before my eyes.
And the result could only be obvious.
"W-wait a sec…, …eek? ……Ah?"
Once I began touching my clitoris, stiff beyond comparison to when I masturbated alone, I felt like my head was going to go crazy.
It felt as if I had learned a pleasure I should never have known.
Like a baby who had touched a hot flame, at first I tried to stop immediately.
But apparently something in this reaction of mine acted like a switch for Nam Dowon.
Perhaps it turned him on that much; before my hand could escape, he pressed down hard on my wrist from above and stopped it.
…Because he started ramming his cock in like a beast.
The result was simple.
Pleasure + pleasure.
No, pleasure × pleasure.
There was no way a witch could fail to calculate this.
"……Hya, eek…. …. ………♡…?"
As I let out a female-sounding moan, Nam Dowon's cock pulled completely out.
My vagina, already plunged into climax, must have been clenching so tightly that even forced movement was difficult.
He must have pulled out because he couldn't withstand the pressure.
Accordingly, beyond his fully erect cock as it withdrew, a transparent liquid from my p…ssy gushed out with a shiii- and soaked the bedsheet.
…I wanted to call this magic too.
But I had no expectation that Nam Dowon, who had watched it from beginning to end, would be fooled.
So I gave up.
"Mmph, pphua, ……chup…."
While I was growing even more dazed from the vulgar wet sounds, he released my hips, lowered his body, and mingled his tongue with mine.
Unlike him, whose skill was obvious even though I didn't know much, my movements were truly terrible.
At best, I could rub my tongue against his so as not to get in Nam Dowon's way.
Since he tapped the glans against my vaginal entrance, I raised my hips a little.
This was already my third time having sex, too.
Compared to before, when I had been a virgin, I'd figured out at least a little how to do it.
Thump.
Thump.
The cock that had been pounding its glans into my deepest depths soon began spewing sticky lust inside me.
…The kiss, on the other hand,
was even more passionate than before.
"Hah……, e, mm…bph…, ……h, chup……"
Was this how he had told me to breathe?
It might have looked a little funny to Nam Dowon, but I somehow succeeded in exhaling too.
Now I could say I was reasonably accustomed to "mana charging."
While I was feeling a strange sense of accomplishment, Nam Dowon's cock, having finished ejaculating inside me, slowly slipped out of my vagina.
"……."
"……."
Maybe that was why.
Even after ejaculating once, Nam Dowon's cock was still hard and stood out to me.
He looked perfectly fine, clearly capable of having sex at least one more time.
I could also clearly see how he'd been left a mess with semen and vaginal fluid after thrusting into my p…ssy.
…But then I remembered firmly declaring that today we'd do it only once with my mouth.
A little earlier, I also remembered what Master had briefly mentioned,
the method for drawing out two or three more loads of semen.
"…Hey, Nam Dowon."
Swallowing my pride just this once,
I beckoned him with a loose wave.
"Water magic…… could clean it up too, but…."
"……."
"……You said boys get incredibly turned on by this sort of thing…."
"……I swallowed it all without leaving anything on my tongue. …Does that turn you on?"
"…Yes."
"Haaah……, a cleanup blowjob—so lovers really do things like this to each other…. It tastes awful, too…."
"……."
"…But now that I've tried it, it's not something I can't do."
"……."
"……."
"……."
"…Hey."
"……."
"…Want to do it again?"