City ​​of Witches 317

## Chapter 317 – #70_Closer Than A Disciple, Further Than Love (7)

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“Shiwoo…! Haaah… Shiwoo… Heueut…!”

How many times had she received his seed?
How many times had she cried out in a lustful voice, fainting and waking up repeatedly?
Eloa, who had given up counting halfway through, was in Shiwoo’s arms, reveling in the bliss of being pierced by his cock.

“Master, you promised to tell me how many times you came.”

Right now, Eloa was making love with Shiwoo in a position where his glans was pressed tightly against her cervix.
Shiwoo stood with his legs spread apart just right.
Eloa, facing him, hugged his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Shiwoo’s two hands firmly supported Eloa’s plump buttocks as he thrust his hips upwards.

The so-called ‘lift and pound’ position.
She was clinging to Shiwoo like a spoiled child, receiving his cock.
Eloa’s physique was a perfect match for Shiwoo, so much so that it could be called optimized for this position.

“Haaah… I don’t know… I don’t know such things…! Haaah… Haaah…!”

Eloa cried out in an almost sobbing voice.
Eloa, who had initially restrained her moans, was now making sounds like a female animal, her voice hoarse.
And no wonder, she had been getting pounded non-stop from around 2 AM until dawn.
She had already received his semen three times, and even at this moment, she was offering her pussy to Shiwoo to receive even more.

“Master, do you really not know? That’s not true. You shouldn’t keep lying.”
“Heueut… Ueut… Why, why do you keep… making me say such embarrassing things… Ueutkeung…!”

Eloa almost lost her grip on Shiwoo’s neck because her overly sensitive cervix had been properly hit.
Perhaps due to the sense of crisis that she might suddenly fall, Eloa’s pussy tightened around his cock.
Shiwoo adjusted his posture and moved his hips.
He couldn’t help but be captivated by Eloa, who made sobbing sounds every time he thrust up and down.

His dignified, benevolent, noble, and caring master.
If she had turned lewd, vulgar, coquettish, and lustful, what disciple could stop his hips?

“Please tell me, Master. I want to hear it.”
“Heueut… Hieuk… Hiccup… J-just now… twenty… twenty-third time… Hieut… I came…! Huk… Heugeuk…!”
“Twenty-three times? That’s impressive.”

Was it because the pleasure was too intense?
Every time Eloa came, tears welled up in her eyes.
Even a fool would know that they weren’t tears of sadness.

Eloa, half out of her mind, was pierced by his cock.
Shiwoo’s playful teasing was still met with a sensual response from her.

“You… you are… too intense… Haaah… Haa…!”
“Can’t you tell me where you went?”

Shiwoo asked in a calm voice, without stopping his lift and pound piston action.
Eloa’s weight was surprisingly light, but it was still about the weight of a bag of rice.
Moreover, supporting her limp, hanging weight like a wet rag was no easy task.
Even for a spirit body, doing the lift and pound for an hour was exhausting.

But it was not a problem for Shiwoo.
Ironically, the spirit body that Eloa had trained was not tired by this much.
He was supporting his body by mixing in subtle magic power.

“I… I don’t want to… It’s embarrassing…! Haaah…!”
“Then I guess I have no choice.”

Shiwoo firmly grasped Eloa’s luscious buttocks and started a frenzied piston action.
The RPM of his hip trajectory was easily doubled, shaking and stirring Eloa’s body.

-Thwack thwack thwack thwack!

The old man’s face was a roadmap of wrinkles, each one a testament to the years he had weathered. He sat hunched over a small table, his gnarled fingers meticulously sorting through a pile of dried herbs. The air in the small room was thick with the pungent aroma of ginseng and other medicinal plants. A single ray of sunlight pierced through the dusty window, illuminating the swirling motes of dust in the air.

He picked up a dried root, its shape twisted and gnarled like an ancient tree branch. He held it up to the light, his eyes, though clouded with age, still sharp and discerning. He knew each herb intimately, its properties, its secrets, its potential to heal or harm. He had spent a lifetime studying them, learning from his father, and his father before him.

A soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He placed the root back on the table and straightened his back, a slight groan escaping his lips. “Come in,” he said, his voice raspy but firm.

The door creaked open, and a young woman stepped inside. She was small and slender, with bright, curious eyes that seemed to take in everything at once. Her long, dark hair was pulled back in a simple braid, and her clothes were plain but clean. She carried a small basket in her hand, its contents hidden beneath a linen cloth.

“Grandfather,” she said, her voice soft and respectful. “I have brought the herbs you asked for.”

The old man’s face softened as he looked at her. “Ah, my dear granddaughter. You are always so diligent.” He gestured towards the table. “Place them there.”

She walked over to the table and carefully placed the basket down. She lifted the cloth, revealing a collection of fresh herbs, their leaves still vibrant and green. The old man leaned forward, his eyes scanning the contents of the basket.

“These are good,” he said, his voice filled with approval. “You have a good eye for these things.”

The young woman smiled, her cheeks flushing slightly. “I learned from the best,” she said.

The old man chuckled, a dry, rattling sound. “You are too kind. But it is true, you have a gift. You must continue to learn, to study, to understand the secrets of the earth.”

She nodded, her eyes shining with determination. “I will, Grandfather. I promise.”

He reached out and took her hand, his fingers rough against her soft skin. “I know you will,” he said. “You are the future of our family, the keeper of our knowledge.”

She squeezed his hand, her heart filled with a mixture of pride and responsibility. She knew that the path ahead would not be easy, but she was ready. She would carry on the legacy of her ancestors, and she would do it with all her heart.

Was it because of the continuous sex that caused so much fluid to come out, when originally the sounds of our bodies rubbing together were just a light stirring, like jam?

Or is it because there’s still semen inside?

Right now, the sound of her juices splashing around was echoing blatantly.

“Kyaaaaahhh… Haaahhh… Hiiiihhhh…!”

Eloada was already so sensitive that even the slightest touch would send her legs trembling and bring her to climax.

With the violent piston action, Eloa let out a sound closer to a scream than a moan, then begged.

“Haaah…! My, my, pussy…! It went into my pussy…! I, I said it… stop…!! Hic… hic…”
“Yes, my disciple, you did well.”

Shiwoo stopped his movements as if giving a reward, allowing Eloa time to rest.
It felt like her brain was melting.
Eloa felt like she could understand what excessive pleasure could do to a human.

“Hoo… hiccup… sniff…”

Eloa clung quietly to Siwoo, her body trembling.

Unlike men, there’s no limit to a woman’s climax. Even if he is the most august Duke Tifereth, my master, he is, in the end, a female.

If you’ve reached a climax that’s in the double digits, your entire body is so sensitive that you could say you’re always in a state of climax.

그저 보지에 자지를 넣고 있는 것만으로 사정할 만큼, 엘로아의 질내점막은 쉴 새 없이 꼬물거렸다.
I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep the night before.

The next day, I woke up early, got dressed, and went to the meeting place.

“Wow, you’re here already?”

“Of course! I was so excited, I couldn’t sleep.”

“Me too! I’m so excited!”

We were all so excited that we couldn’t stop talking.

“Let’s go!”

We all got into the car and headed to the amusement park.

The amusement park was huge. There were so many rides and attractions.

“Wow! This is amazing!”

“Let’s go ride that!”

We rode all the rides we wanted to ride. We screamed and laughed.

“This is so much fun!”

“I know, right?”

We ate delicious food and bought souvenirs.

“I’m so full!”

“Me too! But I want to eat more!”

We walked around the amusement park, looking at all the different things.

“Look at that! It’s so cute!”

“Let’s take a picture!”

We took lots of pictures.

“This is the best day ever!”

“I know! I’m so glad we came!”

We stayed at the amusement park until it closed.

“I’m so tired, but I had so much fun!”

“Me too! Let’s come again next time!”

We all went home, tired but happy.

I went to bed and fell asleep right away.

I had a dream about the amusement park.

It was the best dream ever.

“Master, now that I think about it, you only used honorifics once.”
“Th, that’s… forget about it! I only did it because you liked it…”

Even amidst the chaos, Elroa remembered the embarrassing line she had uttered.
How could she possibly forget it?
She had asked Siwoo, of all people, to pound her until she fainted, using polite language.
Even now, after showing him her disheveled state, her face burned with shame.

“Could you do it just one more time?”
“……”

Eloa pressed her forehead against Siwoo’s neck and became quiet, as if she had fallen asleep.
It goes without saying that she was deep in thought.

“Please.”
“……”
“Huh?”
“Haa…”

Siwoo slowly restarted his waist and asked.
Her dignity as a teacher who wants to show authority in front of her disciple and her instinct as a woman who wants to please Siwoo are in fierce conflict.

But in the end, the weight tipped towards the latter.
Based on the demonstrations of skilled assistants, Periwinkle and Sharon, Eloa came up with a combination of sentences that would please him in her own way.

“Hah, Si…Siwoo’s dick…is delicious…okay?”

It was just one sentence, but her face was more flushed than when she had climaxed.
Perhaps because she had sweated so much, the alcohol had worn off, and she was much more embarrassed than before.

“Isn’t there anything else?”
“…Enough already!”

Eloa unwrapped her arms from around his neck and thumped Siwoo’s chest.
If Siwoo hadn’t reacted quickly and grabbed Eloa, a catastrophic event where his dick would have broken would have occurred.
The legs that were wrapped around his waist were practically just for show at this point.

“I’m sorry, but you’re cute.”
“…That’s a lie. You know everything. My, my hair color is weird, and I’m not short, am I?”

Eloa rubbed her cheek against Siwoo’s chest, as if whining.
Hitting him, then acting cute, being happy, then sulking, Siwoo was happy to see various sides of her that she wouldn’t normally show.

She should have expressed herself more sooner.

Why did I only find this courage now?

“No, Master, you’re cute.”
“…I’m not cute at all.”
“You really are cute, you know?”
“…I said I’m not cute at all!”
“Even when you pretend to be angry, you’re cute.”
“Ugh, I’m not pretending to be angry.”

Eloa vehemently denied it.
However, with the continuous barrage of compliments, she couldn’t help but feel happy, wanting to agree. It was clear that Eloa loved Siwoo.

Thinking that, a sudden wave of sadness washed over her.
It was just a happy one-night dream anyway.
After today, she planned to act like it never happened.

What if she hadn’t claimed to be his master?
What if she had been by his side before Sharon?
Eloa had no intention of making her disciple her lover, nor did she intend to push out his existing lover by belatedly inserting herself into the picture.
It might sound shameless, but she felt extremely sorry for Siwoo’s lover, Miss Evergreen.

“Siwoo.”
“Yes, Master.”
“…I will do it.”
“I’m glad.”

Eloa squeezed the last bit of strength from her nearly exhausted arms and pulled Siwoo into an embrace.

“Everything I say from now on is an act, a performance to fulfill your desires. It’s a lie. Do you understand?”
“Of course, I understand. *Hic!*”

She held him close, as if he were the most precious thing in the world.
Eloa remained silent for a while, then her lips moved.

“If I weren’t Siwoo’s master, I would want to spend every night like tonight with you.”

It was a tone of voice that Siwoo had never heard from Eloa before.
It wasn’t her naturally high-pitched voice, intentionally lowered, nor was it the solemn, restrained voice she usually used.
It wasn’t even the voice of someone lost in pleasure, or a voice trying to be cute.

“If there was no one by Siwoo’s side, I would want to fill that empty space.”

It was an unadulterated confession.
A sincere confession from the depths of Eloa’s heart.

“I want to have a baby that looks just like Siwoo….”

Siwoo froze, dumbfounded.
Eloa’s honest and clumsy confession was so obvious that even a fool could understand it.

“Maybe… I think I love Siwoo very much.”

Silence fell.
It was heavy.
Eloa’s pure sincerity was frighteningly heavy.
Even Siwoo, under the influence of the potion, seriously wondered, ‘Do I even deserve to receive that heart?’

“Heh heh.”

Soon after, Eloa’s laughter was heard.
It was a triumphant laugh, as if she had finally gotten one over on him.

“Were you very surprised? Your expression right now is quite something. After being on the receiving end all night, I finally feel like I’ve gotten my revenge.”
“……”
“Don’t make me do things like this anymore. It’s embarrassing. Can you put me down now?”

Siwoo carefully removed the object and placed Eloa on the floor.
As soon as she stood on the floor, she staggered, and he quickly supported her.

“Be careful.”
“You’re the one who drained all the strength from my legs… What are you talking about?”
“……”

Eloa had returned to her usual self, as if nothing had happened.
However, Siwoo was still looking at her with a complicated gaze.

“……”
“……”

The moment their eyes met, a deep regret surged within Eloa’s heart.
She knew.

That Siwoo wouldn’t take this as a joke.
What she had just said was a complete confession.
At the same time, it left room for possibilities.
It was leaving him with an enormous amount of worry and conflict.
Even though she had said she would keep tonight as a memory, she was essentially putting him to the test.

But it didn’t matter.
She had decided to allow everything for tonight.

To Siwoo.
And to herself.

Eloa pushed Siwoo onto the bed.

“Are you out of strength?”

Siwoo’s penis, which was much more sticky with semen and vaginal fluids than after his first ejaculation, had lost its strength and was limp.

“Master, I…”
“If you say one more word, I will never see you again.”
“……”

Eloa’s firm warning silenced Siwoo, and she knelt at his feet.

“Are you making a fuss over a mere joke? You asked me to do it, so I did.”

There was no need to share bitter memories.
It was better to leave with only good memories.
She didn’t care if it was selfish.
She believed it was the right thing to do.

Thinking that, Eloa readily took Siwoo’s penis, which was stained with all sorts of fluids, into her mouth.

“Slurp… Slurp… Lick…”

From the semen and vaginal fluids trapped under the foreskin to everything else.
She mixed her tongue intimately with his penis, as if she were giving him a deep kiss, and swallowed everything down.
Even the disgusting taste of bodily fluids, which she would have surely found repulsive before.
For some reason, it felt so lovely now.

“Ugh!”

Siwoo couldn’t withstand the stimulation, and his penis began to swell rapidly.
When Siwoo, with his head raised, looked at Eloa, he was startled.
It was because Eloa’s eyes, after spitting out his penis, were shining with a brilliant pink magical reflection.

“Siwoo.”
“Master…!”
“I love you. This much is true.”

Eloa, looking at Siwoo, was smiling more wistfully than ever before.

“I make a contract.”

And then.
Siwoo’s memory ended there.