City of Witches-Chapter 434: Merry Christmas (6)

“Siwoo, you came too much inside...”

“Oh, did I?”

“It’s still leaking out... Haa... Sluuurrp”

Crouching as she meticulously cleaned his cock, the evidence of her claim was clear in the white droplets trickling between her thighs.

At the same time, the sight of her reignited Siwoo’s desire, making his shaft harden once more.

With his glans tucked into her cheek, making her look like a hamster storing food, Eloa swallowed the salty, caviar-like liquid with ease.

“Well, you kept begging me to cum inside, Master.”

“...Stop teasing me...”

As the dawn came, the lingering excitement from the night had begun to dissipate.

Now, only a deep embarrassment crept into Eloa’s heart.

She recalled how she had moved atop him like a seductress, a succubus lost in her craft.

How she had uttered every filthy name for his cock, pleading for him to finish inside her.

Even while addressing him respectfully, she had shown delight at his merciless teasing.

No matter how much she had resolved to set aside their roles as master and disciple for a time to be lovers, now that the haze of pleasure had lifted, she found herself feeling mortified by her actions.

Her sudden shift to a brusque tone stemmed from that very embarrassment.

“Why the sudden attitude, Master?”

“It’s because you never know when to stop; always forcing me to do such shameless things...”

After she finished cleaning and taking a small sip of alcohol to refresh herself, Eloa curled up against Siwoo in bed.

Her soft, full chest pressed against him was like the perfect cushion.

Sensing a new kind of sensual allure about her, Siwoo embraced her before kissing her forehead gently.

Eloa burrowed further into Diwoo’s arms, hiding her face as if shy.

Asking her to shake off her embarrassment would be clearly too much to ask.

“But you were the one who told me all your weak spots, Master.”

“Siwoo! Stop it! Enough! Isn’t it over already?”

All her flirtatious antics flashed in Eloa’s mind, making her feel even more mortified than before.

‘Eloa is a horny rabbit for Siwoo—’

‘This is Eloa’s weak spot...! Remember it...!’

‘Please impregnate Eloa with your seeds, Siwoo...!’ and so on.

As Siwoo recited each of these lines back to her, Eloa lost her composure, furiously banging her head against his chest.

“Stop it...! Just stop already...!”

Her face flushed redder than it had been at the height of her climax, and she clamped her hands over her ears.

His master looked so irresistibly adorable that he found himself getting hard again.

“If you keep saying those things... I might not grant your requests next time! Remember that!”

“Yes, yes, I’m sorry.”

“I’m serious! Listen to me!”

Eloa, visibly fuming, looked like a squirrel that had been rudely woken up from a hibernation.

But, Siwoo didn’t need to do much to calm her down.

All he had to do was kiss her.

As he leaned in, bringing their lips closer, Eloa frowned and pretended to stay upset.

“Do you think I’m such an easy woman that you could just do this to me?”

“...”

“Even if it’s you, I won’t just let you have your way so easily.”

“...”

“If you think a mere kiss is enough to calm me down... Ugh...”

Seeing his lips move closer, Eloa seemed torn, wrestling with her own thoughts.

Her slightly pouting lips hinted that she might give in for just one peck.

Finally, Eloa couldn’t resist and gave in to the temptation of the kiss.

Eloa pressed her lips against Siwoo’s.

The faint taste of alcohol lingered as his tongue intertwined with hers, and he lifted her effortlessly into his arms.

He carried her, still kissing her, all the way to the bathroom on the first floor.

The space was only as big as two shower stalls, almost too small for two people, just big enough for the two of them to squeeze him.

“Haa... Haa....”

As the warm water poured over them, washing away the remnants of last night’s passion, Siwoo and Eloa continued their kisses.

Then, noticing Siwoo’s thing poking her stomach, Eloa asked with a sassy tone.

“After going at it all night... You’re still like this?”

Though she said that, Siwoo wasn’t the only one.

“Well, you were pretty into it too, Master.”

“T-That’s not true...”

“Oh, really?”

“Siwoo! Do you really think I’m some rabbit in heat?”

“Then why are you in this state?”

“Ah...!”

Siwoo pressed his hard shaft against her lower belly while teasingly twisted her nipple between his fingers.

Her erect nipples stood tall, as if pleading for attention.

That was always the first sign she was getting turned on.

“So, why?”

“...O-Oh... Ahh...”

He played with her nipples, twirling them between his fingertips like a tease.

Her legs trembled slightly, and she instinctively pressed her belly against his hardened cock.

“So you were lying to me again, huh?”

“...”

“I’ll give you one more chance. This time, be honest with me, just like you were last night.”

“...Yes...”

They were supposed to do more than just have sex; they planned to share breakfast and take a morning walk together.

But with Eloa being this seductive, she was leaving him with no choice.

“Um... Kissing Siwoo just...got Eloa so excited...”

“And then?”

“Eloa’s nipples...ended up...getting hard...”

Her voice softened, her toes curling shyly as she confessed, her demeanor turning meek and innocent.

Seeing her like this, the urge for him to breed her surged through.

Never before had the fact that witches couldn’t get pregnant made him so frustrated.

“P-Punish Eloa...Siwoo... P-Please...”

In the end, Eloa ended up receiving two additional mana charges.

2.

The two of them stayed in the bathroom, made out until their legs were trembling.

Finally, the bittersweet moment of parting arrived.

Siwoo used his Dimension Shift to take Eloa to the immigration office in Border Town.

Despite showing nothing but her sweet and caring side to Siwoo, at the end of the day, Eloa was still a duchess.

Obviously they’d give her the VIP treatment, assigning the private VIP lounge to her where they spent their remaining time together comfortably, away from any prying eyes.

Eloa sat there, neatly dressed with her bag packed.

Her cheeks, once glowing with happiness that morning, now carried a hint of regret.

She had already received a call for assistance from Branch Manager Sua.

Apparently, various unrest was stirring in places like China and South America; regions where the Witch Point wasn’t as influential as the rest.

The reason she had been delaying her departure so far was simple: she wanted to spend the Harvest Festival with Siwoo.

But delaying any further wasn’t something she could allow herself to do.

Of course, Siwoo understood this too.

Even though she could still theoretically return quickly, the thought of his master leaving for such a faraway place still tugged at him.

So, without thinking, he let out words he hadn’t meant to say.

“Can’t you stay just a little longer?”

Eloa seemed slightly surprised by his words, but then smiled gently and held his hand.

“You already know I can’t, don’t you?”

“If only I’m better at controlling the Red Branch, I could go with you... But yeah, I know... For the innocents, is it...?”

“Don’t worry. Even without your help, I won’t be in any danger.”

Out of all the witches Siwoo had faced, the strongest one was Bianca Belleli, the Witch of Desire.

But Eloa was so powerful that he just couldn’t picture Eloa losing to Bianca at all.

After all, she had been hunting Criminal Exiles effortlessly for the past century, and Siwoo was confident this time would be no different.

Besides, he had already replenished her mana multiple times.

“You’re acting like this is goodbye good. I’ll come back as soon as I’ve taken care of the biggest issues. It’ll be a month at most.”

“Still... I’ll miss you.”

“Be sure to get along well with Ms. Odile, Ms. Odette, and Ms. Sharon while I’m gone.”

The inspection on the ‘Gate,’ which had delayed her departure a little longer, was finally complete.

Seeing the immigration officer approaching from afar confirmed it was time.

“And one more thing...”

Leaning in close, Eloa brought her lips to Siwoo’s ear and whispered,

“When I’m back, I’ll make sure to finish what we left incomplete.”

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She was referring to the blowjob she’d started after their second round in the bathroom but had to skip due to time constraints.

With that promise, Eloa departed for the modern world.

3.

“Ms. Sua, It’s been a while.”

At Gwanghwamun Branch Witch Point.

Usually, Ms. Sua Agatha, the branch manager, would always come out to greet Duchess Tiphereth whenever she came to visit.

However, with pressing issues piling up from all over the world, Sua just didn’t have the time to spare for that this time. In the end, Eloa was the one who visited her in her office that was filled with mountains of paperworks.

“Your Ladyship Duchess Tiphereth.”

“You seem quite busy.”

“This woman is just doing her best to fulfill her duty. Please forgive her for not welcoming you properly...”

“It’s alright. If anything, I’m the one who should be sorry for arriving later than planned.”

Sua was taken aback.

Just a few months ago, she’d been worried that Eloa might do something drastic, like taking her own life.

But now, here she was, greeting her with a soft, gentle smile.

It was the kind of smile Sua hadn’t seen from Eloa since her days as a carefree apprentice witch.

“Your Ladyship... You seem different.”

“A lot has happened.”

Eloa walked over, leaned down, and lightly hugged Sua, who was still seated, expressing her joy at their reunion.

Sua patted Eloa’s back gently.

Seeing her longtime friend and comrade-in-arms in such a positive state filled Sua’s heart with genuine joy.

But their heartfelt reunion didn’t last long before Eloa’s demeanor shifted.

Happy memories were one thing, but duty called.

It wasn’t the time for them to indulge in their emotions; they had to focus on their missions.

“I’d like an update on the current situation. Has anything changed since the last report?”

Even Eloa’s tone was different.

In the past, her gaze had been sharp enough to cut through the air, but at the same time, it seemed so fragile, as though it could break at any moment. But now, it was steady and resolute. Sua could feel the strength in her gaze.

“Ms. Sua?”

“Apologies. This woman has prepared information on Claire Asmodeus, the True Ancestor that has started expanding her influence violently in Colombia, as well as data on how it might connect to the ‘Curse of Dawn’ incident.”

Seeing Eloa’s more reassuring presence than ever, Sua started her concise briefing.