16. What I Want to Do

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After setting down the onahole that had seemed so incredibly real, I seized a wrist that felt even more vivid.

A wrist far too slender compared with a man's, one that looked as though it would snap if I squeezed it hard.

And yet it could easily send the neck of a nobody like me flying.

Our team leader's wrist.

I seized it, pulled her up from the chair, and shoved her toward the desk.

"………Huh?"

As a result of doing this without discussing it first, Team Leader naturally wore a bewildered expression.

You were eagerly fondling me just moments ago, so why are you suddenly doing this? Borrowing Team Leader's manner of speaking, that was probably what her expression meant.

Explaining the reasons one by one would obviously take too long.

To condense it as briefly and plainly as possible.

"M-Mr. Dowon. Suddenly, this…."

Rather than tormenting her with a wirelessly connected onahole,

I figured it would feel much better to fuck Team Leader Eve, who was actually right in front of me—

…at least, I would enjoy it much more.

So that's what I did.

"I saw something like this in the erotic novel you wrote last time. …I think the setting was a restaurant bathroom."

"……Ah, that one…."

"The team leader was getting thoroughly ravaged by an enraged male protagonist."

"……."

"…I thought we could try it."

Of course, I had no intention of telling her exactly what I was thinking.

She might even be into a situation like this, but that was ultimately just a feeling; nothing had been confirmed.

There was no need to make a risky gamble here.

I had already thought of an excuse she could accept while I was touching the onahole, so I told Team Leader exactly that.

Besides, with this excuse, it would be easy to justify things even if I acted a little on my own impulses.

…All I had to do was pretend that everything was me catering to Team Leader's perverted tastes.

Beneath her flushed cheeks, Team Leader's lips formed an ambiguous smile.

Before anything strange could emerge from those lips, I beat her to it.

"You said no one outside could see in here right now."

"Ah……."

"No—you said they couldn't see in here, Eve Rikaon."

I shoved aside the keyboard that had been sitting on Team Leader's desk.

The laptop she used for other purposes, too. The stacks of documents that would have gotten in the way as well.

I pushed everything aside and laid Team Leader down in the newly opened space.

…Her only resistance was pressing one hand firmly against my chest, or

weakly kicking her feet as though she was bothered by the embarrassing position.

Apparently, she still regarded this as an extension of the role-play.

"Watch your feet. I almost got jabbed by your heel."

I caught Team Leader's heel, which had been dangling and swinging from the tips of her toes moments ago.

It was a well-maintained heel that gleamed black.

I neatly set it down……or was about to.

Thinking that would ruin the mood, I tossed it roughly beneath the desk.

Judging by the rolling sound, it had probably toppled over in a sorry heap.

It didn't matter, though.

If I were the male protagonist in the erotic novel I'd seen last time, this was definitely what I would have done.

Team Leader would like this too, wouldn't she?

"……."

…Just as I thought.

Judging by how busy she was swallowing nervously, I'd clearly chosen the 200-point correct answer.

Next, I ran my hand up Team Leader's smooth, snow-white thigh.

"You nearly died of exhaustion every day because of me, but thanks to this, you're wide awake now."

"Ah, ah……."

"……A bitch who's a team leader, yet her body's so fucking hot…."

I think there was a line roughly like that. Was there?

As I retraced the hazy memory and touched Team Leader's thigh, her face, which had merely been flushed, turned red as a radish.

…Though I hadn't been confident, it seemed that really had been a line from the novel.

Just like last time, whenever I recited lines from the novel right in front of Team Leader, she always reacted like that.

I savored the embarrassment plain on her face and hiked up her skirt.

"…Whew."

This brief whistle was something I'd seen in the novel too.

As I lowered my gaze along with it, panties already soaked through with her juices immediately met my eyes.

Assuming she was still using the wireless onahole magic as before, there was no way she could have gotten this wet.

Just when had she dispelled the magic and waited…?

I drew Team Leader's thighs together and gently pulled off her panties.

"D-Don't do this…. I don't want to…."

"Look with your own eyes. You're soaked like this, and those words are coming out of your mouth?"

"Ngh…. Give me my panties back…!"

"Ah, fuck…."

For Team Leader, who was gradually immersing herself in the role-play,

I caught the wrist she thrust out in clumsy rebellion,

then sighed and muttered.

"Is there something I can tie you up with… …Ah."

"……. …."

This was my ad-lib.

But judging by how much she liked it—enough to hiccup—I figured it had been fairly successful.

"Stay still like this. If you don't want to see something worse."

"……."

"That's right. Just stay quiet…."

"…I-I could at least take a sh-shower…."

"It's fine. You don't need to."

If I'd truly needed to tie Team Leader's wrists, I would have chosen another option, but this restraint was merely a toy to fill out the mood.

So when I looped the civil servant ID hanging from my neck around both her wrists, Team Leader struggled with a grunt for a moment, then gave up.

The only thing she wanted in that state was, at most, a shower.

But I knew very well that a witch had no need for something like that.

Neria, after all, had given off an even more erotic body scent the more she sweated.

In the end.

"……."

"……."

The moment I tugged down her pants and panties a little, this erect cock sprang out.

…Not content with the juices dripping from her, I thoroughly soaked it in Team Leader's affectionate gaze as well.

Then I pushed it firmly into her virgin slit.

"…You're so fucking tight. …Seriously."

"……Hieek, …ngh……."

As I tried to invade deeper along the winding vaginal walls, something tough and stringy obstructed my movement.

Fortunately, when I pressed down with a little more force, it soon gave way completely, leaving me free to come and go.

After plunging my cock into Team Leader's pussy several times just like that, adorable moans began pouring out already.

Moans so unbearably cute despite the way she'd acted as though she'd devoured all sorts of men.

But it was still so tight that it was difficult to move as I pleased.

It was at least better than with Neria, but at this rate, it felt like this wouldn't get me anywhere.

In the end, after tormenting Team Leader's insides a little longer, I pulled all the way out and said,

"Turn over."

"…You mean I should bend over the desk…?"

"Yeah."

"……."

If I tried various things, there had to be a position that let me penetrate more easily.

The moment I finished speaking, Team Leader hesitantly climbed down from the desk and bent over exactly where she had been lying.

As a result, the documents I'd just pushed aside got caught up in the movement, and several sheets fluttered to the floor.

…Strictly speaking, this kind of obedient movement seemed like an NG for role-play.

But whatever the case, Team Leader's ass showing beneath her hiked-up skirt was filthy sexy, so it didn't matter.

I placed a hand on her narrow waist and pushed my cock in as deeply as possible.

"Agh…, ngh, I don't like it……♡…."

With her entire vaginal wall squeezing me in pulses, there was no way she disliked it.

For Team Leader, who was completely lost in the role-play, I thrust my hips, and the waist I was pressing down with my hand gave a tingling shudder.

It felt like I'd found a weak spot by chance.

So when I pressed down on it several more times, the pussy that had already reached its limit began squeezing her inner flesh with all its strength.

…Especially since I'd been hard for a long time already.

I was at my limit.

"You're a fucking wonder, damn it…."

"……. …."

Thanks to that, a curse slipped out without my thinking.

Or perhaps it was a compliment.

Maybe she was happy about it, because as soon as her body calmed a little, Team Leader began wiggling her hips on her own.

So she could offer me a tiny bit of piston-like movement, no more than perhaps one knuckle's length.

But this too was an NG as role-play.

Team Leader had been saying she didn't want it just moments ago, and now she'd instantly become a bitch in heat just because I'd put my cock in her.

It might be possible in real life, but in a novel it would instead shatter the plausibility.

Perhaps Team Leader noticed that too, because after squirming five or six times, she abruptly stopped moving.

Then, in a whisper.

"……If you cum inside, I'll get pregnant…."

"……."

"I'm, um, on one of my dangerous days………."

Even though, in truth, she was supposed to take a huge load of semen into her uterus.

…She'd made a joke only a witch could make, something ordinary women couldn't.

"…If I came inside you like this, do you think you'd definitely get pregnant?"

"Of course…you would……. With that semen that smells like a beast, definitely…."

"…Phew."

"Don't…. Absolutely don't cum inside me…, don't……."

"……."

"……Ah, I'm, I'm coming now…. I'm coming……♡"

Thump, thump, thump.

I thrust my cock in until Team Leader's ass pressed firmly against my lower abdomen.

…Taking advantage of the moment when those snow-white thighs were trembling.

Again.

I pulled it out by a fingernail's breadth.

Then forced it back in all the way to the base.

Just as you wanted.

I was about to spew out the semen boiling in my balls right away,

pouring it out in a flood until her uterus was filled to the brim,

"……Uh…?"

I changed my mind.

Instead, this time I pulled my cock out just before ejaculation.

"……Huh…? Eh……?"

The semen, which would probably appear to a witch as a mass of mana, stretched in sticky strands toward Team Leader's clothes.

Since one ejaculation couldn't possibly end in a single burst, I came several times.

Spurt, spurt, the semen dirtied Team Leader's shirt,

and the skirt she'd hiked up high, clumping together stickily.

…Even though, as she was a witch, I could have ignored that talk of pregnancy and come inside her to my heart's content.

Deliberately.

"Didn't you tell me not to ejaculate inside?"

"……."

"…If you'd urged me to get you pregnant, I'd have just done it."

"……Ah~"

The price of trying to tame a witch was this.

Then, would you grant my request that we go to my place right now?

"…Isn't this overtime?"

"What are you talking about? I'm not thinking about recharging mana; I want to have pregnancy sex with you, Mr. Dowon."

"……."