## Chapter 250 – #57_An Unknown Side
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“Haa…uh….”
“Huk…huk…”
I don’t even know how many times we’ve done it.
The shadow’s restraints that had been binding Periwinkle’s body were gone at some point.
From the middle part onwards, I enjoyed her a(hermes)nal so much that my memories became hazy.
“Haa…ah…haa…”
As Siwoo pulled his thing out, Periwinkle, with her rear lifted, trembled and twitched.
Having already reached orgasm dozens of times through her backdoor, Periwinkle went off easily just from the sensation of the thing being pulled out.
Because I had thrust so violently, white semen gushed out from her half-open backdoor like a water pistol.
Actually, I had tried to stop several times along the way.
But every time I saw that tempting backside, I couldn’t help but pounce on her again.
But now, it really is time to stop.
With the blood draining from his head, Siwoo moved Periwinkle to the bathroom.
No matter what, we couldn’t just sleep like this, could we?
Periwinkle, completely exhausted, sank into the wide bathtub.
Siwoo checked the water temperature and filled the tub while holding her to prevent her from slipping and falling into the water.
“Is this fucked up…”
I didn’t hit her or anything, but because I had handled and touched her so roughly, there were red and blotchy handprints all over Periwinkle’s white body. Seeing that, my reason completely returned.
It’s true that Periwinkle provoked Siwoo first.
But it’s also true that he pinned her down, half-raping her, while she was screaming for him to stop, begging him to please stop, and he enjoyed and explored her body.
It was inevitable that a sense of unease lingered, wondering if he had crossed the line.
“……..”
Yet, even in this situation, seeing her breasts floating in the water made him want to do it again.
Siwoo forcibly suppressed his lust.
He cleaned her body thoroughly with a sponge, trying to sort out his thoughts.
The fact that he gets aroused when he smells a witch’s scent.
Reason flies far away, and only the instinct to explore a woman’s body remains, swirling like a vortex.
In that state, he cannot control himself.
Whether it’s a side effect of having his frontal lobe pierced, or if there was a problem during the treatment process, he didn’t know…
He calmly listed the characteristics.
First, he gets an erection when he smells a witch’s scent.
If he inhales it deeply enough, it’s accompanied by intense lust, and as today’s case shows, he loses his self-control to the point of crossing the line.
Second, the intensity of the impulse varies depending on the hierarchy.
He had smelled Sharon’s scent many times.
But back then, the impulse wasn’t this strong, and he didn’t lose his ability to control himself.
On the other hand, he recalled the time he was caught being aroused during training with Tiferet.
That day, the attack of the Cowardly Witch immediately made the situation ambiguous, but Siwoo hadn’t forgotten the embarrassment of that day.
He hadn’t even smelled that much of her scent then, but he was overwhelmed by a much stronger impulse.
If Eloa hadn’t noticed Siwoo’s abnormality first and escaped, he didn’t know what he would have done.
Considering that the impulse he felt towards Periwinkle was about half as strong, he was speculating that it might be related to the hierarchy.
Three, the twins must also have the witch’s scent, but strangely, there’s no particular reaction.
In other words, they don’t feel an intense desire to the point of losing their reason.
“How peculiar….”
There might not be time to leisurely observe like this anymore.
It might seem trivial, but it’s practically a mental illness, so I felt an urgent need to treat it quickly.
“Hmm…..”
Periwinkle’s tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and her navy blue pupils looked around, as if not understanding the situation.
Then, she saw herself submerged in the bathtub and Siwoo wiping her body, and her hazy eyes suddenly regained their light.
“Are you awake?”
Siwoo put down the sponge and asked with a subtly nervous voice.
Periwinkle, who was whimpering like a bitch on the bed… it was impossible to know what kind of reaction she would show now that she had regained her senses.
“What are you going to do about this?”
Her sharp eyes and voice simultaneously turned towards Siwoo.
“My butt is still throbbing.”
Periwinkle bit her lip with a groan.
So, this is how it turns out?
It was Periwinkle who offered her witch name, saying he could do whatever he wanted.
But, having done everything he wanted like a dog in heat, it was expected that she would be upset.
In this case…
“I’m sorry.”
Just bowing my head is the best.
Siwoo quietly bowed his head, waiting for her judgment.
After a moment of silence, a snicker was heard.
“You wouldn’t listen when I told you to stop earlier, but now you’re acting like this, it’s amazing. Are you some kind of split personality?”
“I think I couldn’t control myself.”
“Okay, lift your head and stop frowning.”
Wow, she’s forgiving me?
Siwoo was genuinely surprised by Periwinkle’s reaction, as if it was nothing.
He cautiously raised his head and saw Periwinkle, who looked calm and elegant, as if she had never been disheveled.
Just like her voice, which held no lingering resentment, her expression was completely nonchalant.
Is this the dignity of a witch?
“If you act so stiff, what does that make me, who promised to offer my witch name? Of course, you lied about not having a witch name, but… now that I think about it, that’s kind of annoying.”
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking when I did that…”
“Okay, get in here too.”
“Yes.”
Having received Periwinkle’s permission, Siwoo stepped into the bathtub, which seemed large enough for four people to lie in at once.
In that moment, Periwinkle saw Siwoo’s still swollen penis and was startled.
“Goodness, is it still like that? Are all men like this?”
“Well… I’m a bit vigorous.”
It’s not that I haven’t thought about the fact that, now that I’m a spirit, I could have sex 24 hours a day if I wanted to. My semen volume has increased like something out of a planned porn production, and no matter how much I ejaculate, my stamina seems to flow like a faucet.
I sat a little away from Periwinkle, and she gestured to me.
“Come closer.”
“I think that might be a little difficult, Witch.”
If I sat right next to her, I’d smell her scent again, wouldn’t I? I’d already been scolded once, and if I lost my mind again, I’d have no face to show.
“I don’t know what will happen if I smell your scent, Witch…”
“So, now that you’ve seen it all, you want to keep your distance? Just come here without complaining.”
As soon as Siwoo sat next to her, Periwinkle leaned her head on his shoulder. Her hair, damp with sweat even though she hadn’t been in the water, clung to Siwoo’s chest.
Siwoo breathed only through his mouth, quietly supporting her body.
Then, Periwinkle turned and clung tightly to Siwoo, her fingertips gently tracing his chest as she spoke. Her two legs were wrapped around Siwoo’s left leg like a snake.
“You’re the first to satisfy me like this.”
“It’s an honor. I was worried I might have been too much.”
“To be honest, you were a lot. Do you remember me telling you to stop at least a hundred times?”
“That… I remember. I thought I should stop too…”
“But you didn’t stop. Look at these tear tracks, even though I pleaded so desperately… you held me down, tied me up…”
The sticky moisture swirling in Periwinkle’s eyes.
It was lust.
Being subdued by Siwoo was certainly humiliating, but it was also a blissful experience that made her body tingle just by recalling it.
“Anyway…”
Periwinkle took a deep breath to shake it off.
“What a strange kid.”
When they first met, he acted like he was pitying her, but in bed he was a conqueror, and then as soon as the sex was over, he’d turn back into a docile nerd. He wasn’t just using magic to get by, he even carried her to the bathtub and washed her himself, which made him seem like a caring person, but then again, when he forced Periwinkle down when she begged him to stop, he seemed like a different person…
“Siwoo.”
“Yes, Witch.”
“Would you like to enjoy this with me from time to time?”
So, she made him a sex buddy recruitment offer.
She slowly raises herself and climbs on top of him.
시우를 똑바로 바라보며 아까까지 시우가 마음껏 범하던 뒷구멍으로 이미 빵빵하게 발기한 그의 물건을 삼켰다.
The old woman’s face, wrinkled like a dried persimmon, was a canvas of deep sorrow. Her eyes, once bright, were now clouded with a film of despair, and her lips trembled as she spoke.
“My son… my poor son…”
Her voice was a low, mournful wail that seemed to echo the grief that had taken root in her heart. It was a sound that could make even the most hardened soul feel a pang of sympathy.
“He was such a good boy… always so kind, so gentle…”
She paused, her breath hitching in her throat as she tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. Her hands, gnarled with age, clutched at the worn fabric of her hanbok, as if seeking solace in its familiar texture.
“He never hurt anyone… never did anything wrong…”
Her words were punctuated by soft sobs, each one a testament to the depth of her pain. It was a pain that seemed to have no end, a wound that would never fully heal.
“Why… why did this happen to him?”
Her question hung in the air, unanswered, a silent plea to the heavens for some explanation, some reason for the tragedy that had befallen her family.
“He was all I had… my only son…”
Her voice broke completely, and she buried her face in her hands, her body shaking with the force of her grief. It was a heartbreaking sight, a portrait of a mother’s love and loss, a reminder of the fragility of life and the cruel hand of fate.
“Hnnngh…! Honestly, I kind of liked it when you overpowered me and did it even though I said I didn’t want to, like we did today.”
The old woman’s face was a roadmap of wrinkles, each line a testament to the harshness of life. Her eyes, though clouded with age, still held a spark of shrewdness. She sat on the low stool, her back bent like a willow tree in a storm, and meticulously sorted through the pile of dried herbs. The scent of mugwort and ginseng filled the small, dimly lit room, a familiar aroma that had permeated her life for decades.
“Hmph,” she grunted, her voice raspy like dry leaves rustling in the wind. “These young’uns these days, they don’t know the value of hard work.” She picked up a handful of dried angelica root, her fingers gnarled and twisted like the roots themselves. “They think everything comes easy, like a ripe persimmon falling from a tree.”
She glanced at the young man sitting across from her, his face buried in a thick book. He was her grandson, the only family she had left. He was a bright boy, she knew, but sometimes she worried about him. He spent too much time with his nose in books, not enough time learning the ways of the world.
“Hey, boy,” she said, her voice a little softer now. “What are you reading that’s so important?”
The young man looked up, his eyes blinking as if he had been pulled from a deep sleep. “Oh, it’s just a history book, Grandma,” he said, his voice gentle. “It’s about the old kingdoms and the great warriors of the past.”
The old woman snorted. “Warriors? What good are warriors these days? All they do is cause trouble. You should be learning about the herbs, boy. That’s where the real power lies.”
The young man smiled, a small, patient smile that always seemed to calm her. “I know, Grandma. But I like to learn about everything. I want to know about the past so I can understand the present.”
The old woman shook her head, but a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. She knew he was a good boy, even if he was a little too bookish for her liking. She went back to sorting her herbs, the familiar scent filling the room, a comforting presence in the quiet afternoon.
그렇게 휘저었는데도 전혀 느슨해질 기미가 보이지 않는 뒷구멍이 꽉꽉 시우의 물건을 조인다.
Periwinkle gently swayed her waist, creating ripples on the calm surface of the water.
A gaping mouth and a hot sigh escaping.
“Haa… haa… I’ll be your toy… I’ll accept your desires. I don’t even mind being in a relationship with someone else.”
“Ugh…!”
Periwinkle pressed down on Siwoo’s shoulders, preventing him from getting up.
“Please forget about how I mistreated you today. It was because I wanted to provoke you and be taken fiercely… Well, it was a bit much, but… I’m not such a bad witch, am I?”
Of course, Periwinkle is attractive and beautiful.
If it were the old Siwoo, he wouldn’t even dare to dream of her, only able to gaze at her from afar, with her looks, figure, wealth, and abilities.
Being her sex partner might be the best option.
However…
“I’m sorry, Ms. Periwinkle.”
He politely refused.
Sharon would be very sad.
He couldn’t possibly abandon the witch who risked her life to drown and entrusted her to him, just for a moment’s desire.
“Is that so? I knew it wouldn’t work out, but… it’s still a little disappointing.”
Periwinkle clicked her tongue and pulled out the bath plug.
With a grunt, she pushed herself up from the tub, stepping out with water dripping from her naked body.
Siwoo grabbed a robe hanging on the bathroom wall and draped another robe over Periwinkle’s shoulders.
“Follow me.”
Periwinkle, who had arrived at the bar where they had shared drinks earlier, offered Siwoo a cigarette.
“Wait here for a moment.”
While they were sharing a cigarette, Periwinkle took something out.
It was a small box.
“As promised, a gift. You entertained me, so I’ll give it to you.”
Inside the box were two four-leaf clovers.
One was a normal light green, and the other was pink.
“What… are these?”
“These are four-leaf clovers imbued with my magnetic magic. Do you know how many people in the world of politics and business would grovel to get these?”
Periwinkle smiled, sweeping her hair back with the hand holding the cigarette.
“They will allow you to escape a fate of death, just once.”
“There are two of them, though?”
“The pink one is a service. It’s a bit of a special gift, something I made as a test. The effect will only last about a week, but it’s a reward for entertaining me.”
Siwoo quietly looked down at the four-leaf clovers in the box, then looked back at Periwinkle.
“Thank you.”
“Right?”
She smiled and grabbed Siwoo’s wrist, pulling him along.
Instead of the ruined bedroom, another bedroom with a new bed was the stage for the second round.
“Now, you keep your promise too.”
And so, Periwinkle and Siwoo enjoyed a passionate sex session until the sun that had risen once again set.
