Chapter 100 – #22_사랑이란 거짓말(3)
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Siwoo laid Yebin down on the bed.
He raised her arms above her head, crossed her wrists, and held them down with one hand.
He pushed his lower body between her legs, preventing her from closing them, and fondled her soft breasts as if they were his own.
“Ah…uh… haa…”
Even though his penis had already ejaculated several times today, it showed no signs of weakening.
Rather, it felt several times more throbbing than it had before.
He pressed his hips down, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of his penis sliding against Yebin’s tender inner walls.
“Haa…uk…!”
He didn’t think complicated thoughts.
In the first place, Siwoo couldn’t engage in high-level thinking right now.
His treatment wasn’t even half complete.
Therefore, his thought process wasn’t organic.
Someone was below him. It felt good. Her face was pretty. Her breasts were big. An Asian. She was moving her hips. Her knees were soft.
A series of such fragmented information recognition.
It didn’t connect to form a single meaningful piece of information.
Nevertheless, his body was directing him to do one thing for sure.
To press this woman down with his hips.
To impregnate the female’s womb with his sticky semen.
The former was to gain pleasure.
The latter was to fulfill the instinct of species reproduction.
These commanded a series of actions in Siwoo’s body.
“Ah…haa…hang…! Ung…! Ah…ah!”
-Tear!
Siwoo’s hand roughly tore Yebin’s dress.
The fabric was so thin that the dress tore easily, like Korean paper.
Yebin let out a small scream, and through the torn fabric, her delicious naked body was revealed.
Her breasts bounced up and down every time Siwoo moved.
Despite being a woman with a small height and frame, her volume was considerable.
The sight of the blue veins standing out on her chest, creating ripples, was a phenomenon rarely seen on breasts of that size.
Even while lying down, her breasts didn’t spread out to the sides but bounced, and in the center was a gradient pink dish.
Her areola, about the diameter of an index finger, was prominent.
Although her areola was quite large, its color was so beautiful that it was flawless.
Rather, it contrasted with her innocent-looking face, stimulating a lascivious charm.
“Ah…hoo…ooh…!”
Siwoo thrust his hips rhythmically, grabbing one of Yebin’s breasts.
In the exquisite harmony of elasticity and softness, the protruding nipple caught his eye.
The nipple, standing erect, was a little darker than the areola.
Below that was a feast of pure white, soft skin.
Her body was neither too thin nor too plump, just the right amount of plumpness.
Unlike men, she had a higher proportion of fat, giving her a soft and supple abdomen.
On her belly, which looked like it would cave in if you pressed it, was a sparkling light green tattoo.
More precisely, it wasn’t a tattoo but the ‘Stigma of Smyrna.’
Siwoo let go of her breast and gently stroked the stigma.
It was a 19-stroke mark that seemed to abstractly represent the uterus.
Yebin, who had been cowering in a mix of strange power and a feeling of being devoured, twitched her inner thighs and asked.
“Wha, what are you doing…haang… damn it… you wouldn’t understand anyway…”
Siwoo was actually looking at the stigma as he stroked it, but from Yebin’s angle, she couldn’t easily tell where he was looking.
The thought that he was looking at her shameful hole, wide open as his penis went in and out, made her face flush with shame.
She should get away now.
Her wrists were free, and with a little effort, she could escape…
“Ungut…! Haing… hang…aang…”
Somehow, she didn’t want to.
The feeling and sensation of him moving alone on top of her were completely different from when she moved herself.
Just like masturbation and sex were different, the missionary position she had seen in videos was completely different from the real thing.
More precisely, she had never imagined it would be this embarrassing.
Her elastic legs were wide open as if begging for something to be inserted, and her shameful hole was completely exposed to his gaze.
And how could her breasts, bouncing shamelessly, be so distracting?
She couldn’t bring herself to look at his face.
The fact that her hands were fixed above her head made it feel like she was being forced.
It felt like he was devouring her body with great relish.
That feeling alone made her body heat up even more.
“Woo…ooh…ung…aaaaaang…!”
Yebin’s pelvis, which had been heaving, lifted up, and her back formed a beautiful arch.
Without even trying to move, her vaginal lips twitched intensely, and the sensation of her writhing flesh sucking in his penis reached its peak.
“Uwa…ah…hot…hic, woo…ung…”
Her head felt light.
Her vision flashed, and a rough breath burst from her lungs.
Her body was out of control for almost 30 seconds.
“I…I’m done…right?”
Yebin turned her head to the side, closed her eyes tightly, and said.
Her head was still hazy with pleasure, but she had regained a little bit of her senses.
What was she doing?
She barely had enough time to treat him, so how could she have time to enjoy this?
The time for indulging in animalistic lust was over.
Now it was time for her to act like an intellectual and a medical professional and report the patient’s condition to his guardian.
“Le…le…let me…go…please…!”
However, Yebin’s firm resolve crumbled like a sandcastle as Siwoo resumed his hip movements.
His hardness began to poke wildly inside her vagina, which had become more sensitive and narrow from her climax.
His movements were much faster and more precise.
“Ock… Ju, just a moment…! Siwoo…!”
As Siwoo leaned his upper body forward, Yebin’s buttocks, supported by his thighs, lifted up.
Her back was bent almost to the point of curvature, and Yebin could see Siwoo’s thick penis going in and out of her hole.
Moreover, it was hitting her cervix so fiercely that it felt like she would ovulate every time it poked her.
Of course, that was far from the truth, both scientifically and magically… but that’s how it felt.
“I…I told you not to…!”
Siwoo didn’t listen to Yebin’s words.
He released her wrists and firmly fixed her buttocks, beginning to thrust vertically at an angle.
She could escape, but she didn’t want to.
She shouldn’t be doing this, but she wanted to.
-Squish, squish, squish!
Every time he pounded her pretty vagina like a pestle, drops of liquid splashed onto Yebin’s face.
It was her own vaginal fluid.
“Ugh… hmmm… there… there feels good…”
In the end, Yebin chose to become his toy a little more.
So what! I don’t care! It feels so good! Why should I hold back? She switched to that mode.
“Aah…aah…heueueue…”
Her legs dangled back and forth every time Siwoo moved his hips.
She kept feeling like she was going to cum.
“Hieueueuk…!”
His penis, which had been diligently grinding against Yebin’s inner walls and every single bump inside her vagina, suddenly hardened.
If it was as hard as a rock before, now it was like steel.
It had swollen up just before ejaculation.
And then, once, twice, three times.
“Haa…haat…hang…aang…!”
Yebin’s pelvis trembled, and at the same time, she gushed out vaginal fluid and danced in ecstasy.
Her breasts trembled like pudding, her vagina, facing the sky, convulsed and received his semen, and even her anus twitched in response.
Then, hot semen began to pour into Yebin’s vagina, which was turned inside out like a wine glass.
“Haa…haang…aah…”
While Yebin was blushing and enjoying the afterglow of her climax, a change occurred.
“Huh…huh…?”
-Whoosh!
An enormous amount of magic began to be sucked out of Yebin’s stigma.
And it was through Siwoo’s penis, which had penetrated to the deepest part of Yebin.
Yebin felt a chilling shiver.
She had sometimes felt magic draining away like a bottomless pit when performing large-scale magic, but that was always by her own will.
But now, she was being drained of her magic by someone else, at an unprecedented rate.
“S…stop it…!”
Sensing the abnormality, Yebin hurriedly tried to push Siwoo away.
But she couldn’t move an inch.
Not only was she unable to do anything with her strength, but even when she tried to use magic, it all ended in miscasts due to the fierce torrent of magic.
Even when she tried to regain control of her magic, she felt an overwhelming difference in power, like she was playing tug-of-war with an elephant.
Even though the magic being absorbed was the magic that had been accumulated in Yebin’s stigma for a long time and had undergone ‘self-assimilation.’
Yebin looked at Siwoo’s face with trembling eyes.
His empty right eye, devoid of any emotion.
The golden magic reflection was rippling in the glass eye he had been wearing in his left eye, just like Siwoo had in Ain.
-Crack! Crackle!
Black sparks flew behind Siwoo like a severed high-voltage wire.
While Yebin was trembling, unable to move due to the incomprehensible phenomenon, the exploitation of magic ended.
More precisely, it stopped absorbing when it had sucked up all the magic stored in the stigma.
“Huh…?”
And then, it began to be released in reverse.
Naturally, this was also through the penis connected to Yebin.
“Uhooo…?”
The pure white magic, which began to surge into her uterus as if it were being rapidly charged, began to fill Yebin’s empty stigma to the brim.
And that process was also far beyond common sense.
The magic charging mechanism of a witch is largely divided into three stages.
Absorption.
Self-assimilation.
Preservation.
Since women cannot generate magic on their own, they draw magic from their surroundings or borrow magic through concentrated magic water.
This is absorption (吸收).
The magic stored in the stigma is processed over time into a ‘form that is easiest to use.’
This is self-assimilation (自己化).
The self-assimilated magic is stored so that it does not leak out and can be used in the right place.
This is preservation (保存).
“H…how can this be…?”
Usually, the ‘self-assimilation of magic’ stage takes quite a long time.
Even if it is pure magic that has been processed and does not have a ‘color,’ there are definitely impurities mixed in.
And refining it cleanly is quite a difficult task.
Especially when it comes to the total amount of magic of a 19th-tier witch, it takes at least a month to refill and self-assimilate all the magic that has been emptied.
But the magic flowing from Siwoo was different.
It should have been contaminated or altered since it had been absorbed into Siwoo’s body and then re-released, but it was too pure.
Yebin had never experienced magic this clean before.
Compared to the purity of this magic, even the highest-grade magic water from the Emerald Tablet felt like muddy water.
It seemed like she could use this magic to cast spells right now without any problems, without any special self-assimilation process.
And the amount of this magic.
It was like a payback event, but the amount was significantly more than what Yebin had originally given to Siwoo.
Even this alone was incomprehensible, but an enormous amount of magic was still felt in Siwoo’s body.
In other words, Yebin gave 10 units of magic, received 20 back, and Siwoo still had 30 left.
This meant that he hadn’t just refined and returned the magic.
He had ‘absorbed,’ ‘amplified,’ and then ‘refined’ the magic before returning it.
Considering that the purity of magic decreases rapidly after amplification, it was incomprehensible in many ways.
“Wha…what is this…?”
While Yebin was dumbfounded and looking at Siwoo with surprised eyes, his head drooped like a narcoleptic patient.
His body fell backward and landed on the bed with a thud.
“What’s going on?”
The sudden incident after sex was brought to an end when Amelia, startled by the magic, rushed in from the research building.
