16. What I Want to Do (2)

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Eve Rikaon.

Having sex with the witch who wielded the most advanced spatial magic of them all had one unexpected advantage.

Namely, even though it was outdoor sex, we could dirty our clothes.

"Well then, shall I ask for pregnancy sex somewhere a little more comfortable this time…?"

With her semen-smeared back and buttocks hidden from view, she came up to me with her wrists still bound, grabbing my shirt.

At first, she'd grabbed me almost by the collar, but apparently that had been a joke; now she was smiling sheepishly as she held me around the solar plexus.

…Could her cautiously punching me in the heart while still holding on be a timid revenge for pulling out just now?

I wasn't sure.

"……."

Besides, what bothered me even more was

that it was still hard even after I'd ejaculated once.

This thing, pressing firmly below Team Leader's navel right now.

This.

I had definitely emptied myself completely onto Team Leader's back just now.

How much time had even passed? It already felt fully reloaded.

"One, two, warp."

Judging from Neria's magic, most magic could probably be activated without a voice.

Not only that, when I first teleported with Team Leader, the only thing she'd done was her handmade sound effect, 'Ta-da.'

Even so, she counted one, two, to keep me from panicking.

And she said "warp" for the same reason: to hint at what was about to happen.

Beyond Team Leader, who lay herself down while still holding me, the background changed in an instant.

Instead of the hard desk from moments ago, a soft-looking bed now supported Team Leader's back.

"Welcome, Mr. Dowon. What an honored guest has come to such a humble abode."

"…Even if it is a bed, doesn't lying down like that hurt?"

"Ahaha. A little? But it's soft, so I'm fine."

In place of the office steeped in sunset hues, there was a bedroom tinged with somewhat deeper darkness.

The room spread before me, cluttered here and there, as though it had never intended to become particularly friendly with tidiness.

At the edge of my vision, a bra large enough for my hand to fit comfortably inside hung from a chair.

Though it was a space I'd never seen before, it wasn't difficult to tell who its owner was.

The context aside,

it was a place saturated with the scent of a witch who resembled Team Leader.

There was no way I could mistake it.

"I'm embarrassed, so that's enough sightseeing. Could you take off your shoes first? I already have mine in the office, since you took them off earlier."

"Ah…. I'm sorry. I dirtied the bed."

"Why worry about that? It'll get dirty with semen anyway, and my back is already covered in plenty of your semen."

"……."

"And one more thing. Why did you suddenly go back to being your usual self, Mr. Dowon?"

Team Leader said, poking my cheek with the tip of a finger held like a gun.

"What was it you said again? That a bitch of a team leader had a fucking hot body? You were plagiarizing the exact line I wrote in my erotic novel…."

"……."

"Hee-hee. Mr. Dowon. Mr. Dowon. Relax and look over here."

"Yes, Team Leader."

"I'm asking because I thought you might like it!"

"……."

"……Should I make you even hornier?"

*****

Contrary to Team Leader's triumphant declaration,

there wasn't any particularly significant change.

"…Is this what you meant by making me hornier?"

"Eek…? Ah, you're not horny……?"

The only change was that she'd completely opened her shirt, letting me see Team Leader's bare breasts.

For someone who'd boldly brought it up, the result was remarkably anticlimactic.

Well, she was basically no different from Neria, who had only just gained her first experience herself….

It couldn't be helped.

"Don't men like this…? Besides, you stared at them a lot too, didn't you? You came a lot last time when I gave you a breastjob."

"I haven't said I dislike it even once, Team Leader. I was only asking."

"But your reaction is so underwhelming, isn't it? 'Huh? That's all?' That's exactly the look you're giving me right now."

"……."

She's awfully quick on the uptake.

When I answered with an awkward cough, Team Leader gave me a sly eye-smile and continued.

"Then tell me what you want, Mr. Dowon. If I hear it and decide it's something I can do, I'll do it for you."

Something I wanted to try.

Naturally, there were a few things that came to mind right away.

Even if people don't know their dreams for the future until they graduate from school, it's normal to know their own fetishes.

But because it was embarrassing to mutter them all out in front of Team Leader,

I chose something a little more mainstream.

An answer even Team Leader, who had been a virgin until just now, could reasonably anticipate.

"Maybe we could change the way we address each other a little…, …or something."

Then I pushed the head into the vaginal opening drenched in her fluids.

At the same time, when I began tormenting the ample breasts visible beneath me with one hand, Team Leader lowered her voice and whispered.

"…Did you want to hear something like 'Master'…?"

"……."

"Hee-hee. Master? Master Dowon~ Master……, …."

The moment she finished speaking,

I put a little more force into pushing my cock inside.

Into the vaginal walls, which at first had clamped down hard because even one finger was too much, but had now loosened enough to let me barely move in and out.

Just as Team Leader had said, I drove my now fully aroused cock in with all my strength.

"Hieek…. You wanted to hear that, huh…, then I could be your sex-service maid… Something like this—is this what you like…."

It had reacted well here in the office too.

When I forcefully stimulated a shallow spot within her clitoris, Team Leader's voice caught softly.

…With the already-stiff vaginal walls nibbling at my cock, I felt my urge to ejaculate rising already.

I would relieve this feeling of conquest by pressing hard into and punishing Team Leader Eve's deepest depths.

Conversely, I would use her as she sent me a gaze full of bliss and affection,

like a sex-service maid,

pinned firmly to the bed,

I would use her.

"Master…… It's too soon…."

"……."

"Today, I'm the one in charge…. I'm on duty all night long…."

"……."

"So, that means……, …ngh…."

Smack, smack—the sound of flesh colliding—as a small voice leaked from Team Leader.

Even though whenever she took the initiative and attacked, she always put me in an awkward position,

this time, perhaps because the title was one that lowered herself so thoroughly, the words seemed unable to leave her lips.

Well, even when she'd been getting scolded by me in the office just now,

she had been embarrassed by every single action,

every single line of dialogue,

and had let everything out that way.

"Ha…ak……, ngh, …yeah……."

Rather than because she felt humiliated—

because actually trying to immerse herself was embarrassing.

…Because lying beneath a lowly human and volunteering as a sex-service maid

was so humiliating.

Instead of looking at Team Leader's upper lips, which struggled to utter even a short title, I glanced at the lower lips coating my cock in pure-white, genuine female juices.

"………Hic, ……."

Once again.

All the way to the very end.

I rammed my cock inside.

"…Hieek, o-oh…ock…, ah…."

Before I knew it, her golden eyes were jerking upward.

Her lips were parted wide as she did nothing but pant.

The woman calling herself a sex-service maid was actually the one enjoying herself most comfortably,

and I gave a small laugh at this minor error.

…And enjoyed the sticky threads that had been stretching into several strands since earlier.

Every time I pulled my cock out from her inner flesh, her fluids stretched out like this.

Even though she'd been a virgin until just now, just how wet had she gotten?

What a perverted bitch.

"Phew…."

Hot.

In that brief interval, the bedroom was filled with heat.

Judging by how her breasts slipped with sweat every time I gripped them, I wasn't the only one.

So this time, I tried moving my hips a little more leisurely.

Thud, thud, thud, thud—letting go for a moment of the feeling that I was ravaging Team Leader as I pleased,

squish, squish—lowering it to nothing more than the feeling that I was using Team Leader.

"…Ngh…, ha…ugh…."

But this sex-service maid still seemed to have no composure whatsoever.

When she was being ravaged however I pleased, the head thudded against the inside.

When she was being used gently, the head kept catching on the tender parts in the shallower areas of the vaginal wall.

All she could do was express herself by twitching her arms and legs.

"……M-Master, Master……♡"

This is driving me crazy.

In the end, ignoring how the heat had drained my strength, I rammed my cock into Team Leader—thump, thump, thump.

The stimulation grew intense and her vaginal walls writhed without pause, but I didn't care.

The stronger it got, the more I instead pinched and twisted her cherry-blossom-colored nipples while driving my cock in.

…I noticed it when I visited Neria's bedroom too, but witches' scents definitely contained pheromones that sent males into heat.

Thinking something remarkably scientific all by myself.

Before I knew it, I had brought the lust rising past my scrotum to the tip of my cock,

Spurt, splurt,

every last bit of it,

so I could pour it all into this.

"Hnnng…, hieeek……, …ha…."

……As a result.

After spending two more sweaty stretches of time like that,

I received a 'mana recharge review' from Team Leader.

"You worked hard……, Mr. Dowon…."

"…Not at all."

"Eek, ah, my back…."

It said I'd have to keep working hard from then on to handle her mana capacity.

A review that, for some reason, looked like an acceptance letter.

*****

See you tomorrow.

Along with a farewell that somehow seemed to carry a hidden meaning, I left Team Leader's home.

At first she'd invited me to sleep there, but after looking around the state of the house for a moment, she'd changed her tune and said, "Next time, you have to stay over~."

It was a somewhat messy home, but I didn't think it was embarrassing enough to be ashamed of.

Even so, there was no way I could insist on my opinion in front of a witch.

In the end, I had no choice but to nod obediently.

"…I feel kind of dazed."

Or perhaps "hollow" would be more accurate.

After lightly checking my condition, I stood in front of the elevator.

Well, I knew the reason myself.

After Neria, and now Team Leader too.

It seemed my body had overexerted itself from being wrung out so thoroughly after such a long time.

Besides, I'd nearly been roasted to death from the heat just moments ago, and now that I'd finished showering, the winter weather made me feel as if I would freeze to death.

It would be stranger if my body were perfectly fine.

"Phew."

If I'd known this would happen, should I have asked Team Leader to teleport me home instead of walking back on my own out of consideration?

Seeing as Team Leader had offered to send me home first, it didn't seem like that much of an imposition….

…Since it was my first time today, I'd just go home, and from next time on, ask her to send me by magic.

Just as I finished making that decision, the officetel elevator arrived.

"……."

"……."

There was one passenger already inside.

A man, an old person with a hunched back.

In any case, as was only natural, he was probably a resident here.

He was walking out of the elevator as though he intended to get off,

when he suddenly stopped dead in place.

"…What the hell are you doing here?"

"Pardon?"

"Ah, right. To your eyes, I must look like some decrepit old geezer."

It was a question-and-answer exchange too ambiguous to call a conversation.

Yet I felt a brief sense of déjà vu there.

…Surely I'd had an experience similar to this before, hadn't I?

And fairly recently, at that?

So, while I forcibly tried to get my brain moving after it had been thoroughly melted by sex with Team Leader,

I eventually realized that the person standing before me—

No, she herself revealed the reason for my déjà vu.

"You remember my face, don't you?"

"…Lady Kihased."

"That's right. Luckily, you didn't forget me?"

I know.

How could I forget a witch's face?

Rin Kihased, who had secretly commissioned me to 'rehabilitate' an apprentice witch without Team Leader's knowledge.

…But unlike before, when she'd been dressed in truly witch-like clothes, Lady Kihased was dressed casually, as if she'd merely gone to the convenience store in front of her home.

The woman who had clearly been an old man until just now changed her appearance, seeming to erase herself from the tips of her toes upward with a soft scraping sound.

"So, why are you here?"

"Uh…."

"Eve's errand? No. Does she even have anything to send you on an errand for…?"

"…And what brings you here, Lady Kihased…."

"What kind of stupid question is that? This building is mine to begin with."

"……."

"Ah, right. I suppose you wouldn't know. This is an officetel where several witches live, including Eve and me. Does that explain things a little?"

Just like when we first met: a soft scraping sound.