Teaching an Apprentice Witch (3)

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Since I'd talked with Neria this much, there probably wasn't anything else to worry about.

"S-So? What do we do now?"

"First…, ah, please sit comfortably on the bed over there."

Having finally gotten Neria's definite permission to hug her from behind, I leisurely walked over to her side.

Following the faint sound of my footsteps, Neria's pale-blue gaze quietly followed me after she'd taken her seat.

She usually stared boldly right at my face, so seeing her unable to meet my eyes since a moment ago felt quite unfamiliar.

So, to be honest, I found myself thinking that I might have to stop the moment I began caressing her.

A Neria this tense wouldn't find it strange to abruptly declare our promise from a moment ago "null and void."

Maybe she'd reject me before we even started.

But unlike my pessimism, Neria was still being docile, so I too simply sat down beside her.

"Neria-nim. You don't have to be so nervous. I'll stop anytime you tell me you don't like it."

"…I-I wasn't nervous. It's just that this sort of thing is a little awkward."

"Is that so?"

"Ugh…. You're a male prostitute, so you're used to this…! …This is my first time ever…."

"…Um, even if what I do is somewhat like that, this is also my first time dealing with a witch…."

"…Talking back? Do you want to die?"

"I'm sorry."

She talked big for someone whose voice was trembling from the outset.

Besides, the moment I sat beside her, she'd scooted away about half a span.

And after doing that, she had the nerve to claim she was merely awkward.

Who on earth did she expect to believe that….

But if I pointed that out, she would obviously fly into a rage.

Rather than needlessly digging into it and treading the line, I changed the subject.

"Neria-nim, do you normally not do anything lewd at all?"

"Of course I don't, idiot…. Other than you, there isn't even a man I've talked with this long, let alone done anything like this with…."

"I mean not things you do with a man, but things you do by yourself, Neria-nim."

"By myself…?"

"Yes. You must know what masturbation is."

"…Masturbation…… I know what it is…. ……I just never tried it because I wasn't interested."

"I see."

That figured.

If she'd already tried it, she'd have had at least some idea of what pleasure felt like, but she'd looked at me as though she'd never even heard of it when she'd asked whether it obviously hurt.

In other words, Neria was a girl who had never experienced even a single lewd stimulus in her life.

…Just being in contact with the opposite sex must already be pushing her limits.

She was in a position where so many things were bound to be stimulating.

I'd have to give her enough time until this sort of thing stopped feeling awkward.

For now, I could start by touching distant, less sensitive places. Something like that.

"Then, if you don't mind, I'll begin."

"W-What, what is it?"

"What do you mean, what? Didn't I ask earlier whether I could hug you from behind, Neria-nim?"

"…Oh. That. Okay…."

"And at the same time, I think it would be easiest if you sat on my lap."

"On top of you…?"

"Yes."

"Umm…."

I had been sitting at a distance, but when I suddenly moved closer, Neria naturally recoiled.

She hesitated even at the mere suggestion that she sit astride me, then, a moment later,

reached toward the corner of the bed with a look as though she'd thought of something.

"…I'll give you a blanket, so cover your genitals with it."

"…Even though I'm fully dressed?"

"E-Even so, if we touch, you'll feel something……."

"……."

I had no idea whether this was really so important and necessary, though.

"There. I've done it. Is that all right now?"

"…It's a little better. Then now…."

"……."

"Hup…."

Still, she was a witch,

and I was nothing more than an ordinary civil servant.

If the witch told me to do it, I had to do it.

Since it was just a minor fit of fussiness, I readily indulged her, and only then did Neria nod and climb onto my lap.

She looked light enough at a glance, so her weight wasn't burdensome at all.

Rather, all I felt was a pleasant pressure along my thighs.

When I lightly wrapped my arms around Neria's waist, the small shoulders and pale-blue hair before my eyes sprang up with a little flinch.

"S-Stop. You promised you'd stop immediately if I said I didn't like it, right?"

"…I remember, but right now I'm telling you to move closer to me. If you sit that far away, all I can do is give you a back massage."

"…Now that you mention it, I suppose that's true. Yeah."

"Besides, it won't be long before I touch somewhere more intimate anyway."

"I get it, so shut your mouth……, geez…."

"……."

"…Anyway, is this enough? Your body is starting to touch my back…."

"Yes. I think this is fine."

I suppose she'd been persuaded, at least a little.

Even Neria, who had been horrified, had obediently come closer in the end, so the preliminary preparations were more or less complete.

And from what had just happened, I realized it would be better to tell her before moving.

Amid the faint scent of shampoo I was smelling for the first time, I spoke, taking care not to let my voice come out too loud.

"I'll start with your thighs."

"……."

Neria nodded, dipping her head.

Having received her permission, I slowly lowered the hand that had been half-embracing her from her belly button to the boundary of her thighs.

"……."

First, I began to feel the characteristic elastic texture of the leggings Neria was wearing.

Until a moment ago, all my palm had felt was the smooth, rustling texture of her jersey, but now at least some more of it was coming into contact with Neria's body.

…Perhaps she was embarrassed by that, because I could clearly feel the subtle tension running down Neria's thigh at the same time.

"Is this much all right, Neria-nim?"

"…Can I be honest?"

Because of our positions, she probably couldn't see what I was doing, but I naturally nodded as I answered.

"Of course. Your opinion is the most important thing right now, Neria-nim."

"……Your hand movements are too lewd."

"That's because I'm doing something lewd. As you said, it would be a problem if it didn't feel lewd."

"…Hngh…. Your mouth sure is filthy for someone who only talks…."

"So, are you all right? I intend to proceed to level two, level three, and onward like this."

"…It's fine so far, more or less, so go ahead and try."

"Understood."

Even now, her trying to act tough was very Neria.

I tapped her thigh lightly with my middle finger, then continued diagonally inward along her leg.

"……Hey, it kind of tickles…."

"That's a natural reaction. When someone touches a sensitive area, it tickles. The armpits or waist are probably the most famous examples in that regard?"

Since I'd gone out of my way to say "diagonally," I had not been trying to touch Neria's pussy.

It was too soon to be pressing down on her clitoris or roughly pumping a finger into her vaginal opening already.

For now, I thought it was more important to guide her into becoming accustomed to this teasing atmosphere.

…Besides, even if I touched the clitoris of a girl who had never even masturbated, it was obvious she'd be in pain rather than feel good.

And, on the other hand, judging by Neria's reaction, I was relieved to see that she seemed able to withstand this level of teasing.

At first, I had thought she'd run away the moment I touched her, at least for the first three days, but if she could endure this well, I welcomed it too.

…Mmm.

"Is there somewhere uncomfortable?"

"……It's not that there's a specific place that's uncomfortable…, it's just a little… unsettling that my body is being freely touched by a man…."

"Please bear with it just a little longer. It'll feel good soon."

"Haaaah…. …This, just as I expected, doesn't really feel good…."

After grumbling briefly, Neria leaned her back against my body even more and let out a sigh.

It was an utterly adorable sigh from the observer's perspective, filled with the sentiment, 'So this caressing thing isn't anything special after all!'

"……."

But there was a little—well,

how should I put it?

It was cute, seeing her from behind.

But at the same time,

it was also a strange reaction that seemed to be touching something in me as I tried not to ruin things,

"…Neria-nim, do you want to feel good quickly?"

"Of course. Isn't that why we're doing this in the first place? So I can experience sexual pleasure, even if only indirectly…."

"If you want it, Neria-nim, there is a way."

"…There is? If there is, don't dawdle; do it quickly."

"…But shouldn't you at least hear what the method is before deciding?"

"It's going to be lewd anyway. Hearing it won't change anything."

"……Well, that's true, I suppose."

"I'll give you permission. Do it."

I had been planning to raise the intensity step by step, but I skipped ahead by only a very small amount.

I had kept my hand busy fiddling around Neria's lower abdomen,

and her thighs,

but this time,

I raised it upward.

"……Sigh…. They say all men love breasts like crazy…."

"…You know that very precisely too?"

"I heard it often in sex education. Master once said, 'Men in bed are no different from babies.'"

"Ah, I see…."

"…That's why I'm asking, but touching breasts only makes you feel good in the end, doesn't it?"

"Who knows."

They hadn't looked particularly noticeable beneath the loose jersey, but under just a T-shirt, they had clearly been quite sizable.

…Even now, the heavy mass of fat rested on my hand.

"Hey, wait……. It might feel good for you when you handle them like that, but I don't really like…."

The large handful of flesh that fit in my grasp,

I seized roughly in a man's hand,

"……."

Beyond the rustling jersey,

slowly, as though scratching,

I tugged her bra down,

"………. …Ngh."

I gently stimulated the tip with my fingertips,

stroked it,

pressed it down,

pinched it,

flicked it,

"……Hah…, ……"

As it gradually grew firmer,

this time, I held it still.

For a moment.

After keeping her on edge for a while.

"……."

At some point,

Neria's voice stopped reaching me altogether.

"…, ……. ……"

Those little flinches,

the brief, silent signs of her confusion,

were all

felt through the thigh she had been using like a chair,

but.