City Of Witches 371

Chapter 371 – #80_Hero(2)

#369

One.
I sat on the sofa in the drawing room and nervously lit a cigarette.
The sun has already passed, but the count who went to appease Diana has not returned.

The love that Siwoo has seen so far for Count Yesod’s daughter is frightening.
It is because the appearance of palbulchul that comes out as if permeated into daily conversation is basic, and I have observed the pride of my daughter right next to me.

Count Yesod learned that Diana was in danger.
Due to Diana’s suggestion, it was refined and reduced to some extent from the actual incident, and Siu was there, so the big damage was avoided, but after all, taking Diana to Border Town was the beginning of the incident.
If Count Yesod reprimanded him for that, Siwoo would have nothing to say even if he had ten mouths.

So he was burning a cigarette like this to soothe his sore throat.
There was the sound of the clattering of heels.
Unlike usual, his hair, which was tied up in a ponytail, was a little disheveled, but it was Count Ye Sod who showed off his unchanging look.

“Are you here?”

Siu quickly rubbed his cigarette into the ashtray and got up to greet the Count.
The count, who looked exhausted like an attendant after a major surgical operation, was greeted by Siu with a nod of his head.

I’m honestly a bit scared.

The anger that the Count showed when he learned of the Diana raid incident was truly chilling.

“Shall we talk?”
“Yep.”

The count turned around without saying anything, and Siwoo followed him with trepidation.

It’s also not like usual.
There is no friendly eye smile, and there is no relaxed look.

In the end, as Siwoo was the one who saved Diana, even if he avoids a direct hit of anger, ‘This is the end of the tutor’s job. Of course, classes are over.”

The place I arrived after following the Count was not a private library.
Probably her room lounge.
The living room looked almost identical to Diana’s room.

What they have in common is that, at a glance, expensive furniture is lined up and the living room is large enough for a family of four to live in.
The only difference is that more fancy bottles are displayed in the cupboards, and the furniture and carpets have a mature and antique feel.
The books that were stuck here and there seemed even more difficult.

“Shall we talk?”
“Is it possible?”

The Count took out a bottle and two glasses and set them down on the table.
Count Lucy, who reflexively got up and stopped Siwoo from trying to pour himself, poured himself so much that his glass overflowed.
Moreover, he doesn’t even fill Siwoo’s glass, and kills him with one shot.

“Ha….”

Siwoo, who was paying attention, slowly brought up the main topic.
He said that it was better to be beaten first, and if this was a place for censure, it would have been better to open fire with my own mouth.

“Sorry. Because of my carelessness, Lady Diana is in danger. In the future, we will pay enough attention to prevent this from happening.”

He puts his hands on her lap and bows her head respectfully.
While she smoked, she went through dozens of image trainings, so she was very polite.
It’s not just a pretense, but it must have been sincere in the part where you feel responsible to some extent.

“It’s okay, I’m not stupid enough to criticize Siwoo for things like that. More than anything else, if it hadn’t been for Siwoo, something bigger might have happened.”

The Count accepted Siwoo’s apology with a long sigh.
He briefly puts his hand to his head as if he were tired, but his biggest concern seems to have been avoided.

“How is the young lady?”
“It’s a lot better than I thought. I watched him for a while and he fell asleep comfortably. She was originally a timid girl who was only looking for me…. It has grown so much again. At times like this, it really upsets me.”

The count smiled bitterly and poured alcohol into Siwoo’s glass.

“Thank you, Mr. Siu. I heard that the homunculus has seventeen eyes. He handled things much neater than the witches in Border Town.”
“It is overrated. I’d say she’s a good match….”
“Are there any injuries?”
“Yes, it is fine.”
“Look where you are.”

The count got up from his seat with a glass of wine and casually sat down next to Siwoo.
It’s as if that place is in place.

As she draws closer, the scent of sweet creamy flesh mixed with the scent of her perfume, which uses musk as the base note, makes her head dizzy.
Her slender neckline, which stands out because of her clothes that reveal the nape of her neck, and her soft voice added to the earl’s uniquely captivating atmosphere.

“It’s really fine. Even if you don’t….”

At that moment, the count’s white hand, which had put the glass down, grabbed Siu’s hand.
Her warm and delicate fingertips were entwined like snakes and entangled as if they would never let go.

“No, there are cases where a spiritual body is fine on the outside, but problems arise when coordination and composition are disturbed.”
“No, it’s not like that, it really didn’t even hit one….”

It’s true.
I came here by winning unilaterally.

But apart from that, the count’s behavior was embarrassing.
In the meantime, the Count had made light jokes as if he were playing a prank or testing them, but he knew it intuitively.
Today, the atmosphere is incomparably sticky.

“I won’t believe it unless I see it with my own eyes.”

Suddenly, the count held Siwoo’s hand with one hand and stroked his thigh with the other, whispering in his ear.
Every time she spat out her single word, a tickling wind brushed her ears.
He caressed the tip of her nose as if her thick scent was enveloping him.

Even a fool can tell.
This was the flirtation thrown by Count Yesod.
It’s not the subtle flirtatiousness like it used to be, but the sincere, face-to-face temptation.

Originally, he was a count who boasted a strange color like a fruit dripping with honey.
As she licked her red lips with a sweet voice, an irresistible magic flowed out.

-Suddenly

With the sound of his clothes being disturbed, the Count quietly spread his legs and climbed on top of Siu’s lap.
It wouldn’t be strange if they were inserted into each other if they were naked.
It was the so-called face-to-face posture.

“I don’t think you should do this, Count….”
“I just want to check Siwoo’s condition?”

I don’t think….
He thinks, but if it’s Siwoo, he can easily push him away, but his body won’t move.

I never thought I would sympathize so much with the line, ‘I hate it with my mouth, but my body is honest?’.
It was all the more so in that the object, which had already turned hard, was buried under the Count’s soft cushion.

“Oh my goodness….”

The barrier of suit pants and panties is not as good as a piece of paper in front of Siwoo’s full feet.
The count lowered his gaze slightly.
I mean, you feel it all.

I averted my eyes from the mischievous scolding gaze.
In fact, that wasn’t the only thing Siwoo felt uncomfortable about in this situation.

Is it because of Diana’s title, calling the count her mother?
Or is it because of the title of Count Yesod, who calls Diana our daughter?
Or is it because she exudes mature femininity with her unique way of speaking and coordinating?

She was haunted by the illusion that something was taking advantage of her husband’s absence to commit her affair.
The Count, who seemed to be in his late twenties no matter how much he treated her, really felt like a married woman.

Therefore, although she really felt terribly guilty of cheating on her, she couldn’t push the Count away.
Because she felt as if her soul was being sucked into her orange eyes.

This is irresistible.
Even if three generations of adults are seated here, similar results will come out.
I just take comfort in the thought of that.

“How is it? Are there any uncomfortable places?”

The count hugged Siwoo by the nape of his neck and whispered to him at a distance where his lips could meet even if he tilted his upper body just a little.
Yesod Maman’s special pussy cushion, which had begun to carry more weight than before, was rubbed against the back of the hard erect cock.

There are many places that are inconvenient in many ways.
The count looked at Siwoo’s stiff figure as if he was cute and unbuttoned the buttons one by one.

“Siwoo won’t tell you, so I’ll have to check it myself.”

Each time the buttons are undone, a healthy chest plate is revealed.
The count placed a warm hand on Siwoo’s chest, his eyes shining.

“My heart is beating too fast. Why?”

A reddish blush appears on the face of the count who laughs.
The count gently stroked her chest with a tickling touch rather than an open touch.

I want to wrap a handful of her waist right now and kiss her.
It wasn’t just because she inhaled her body odor.
The moment Siwoo couldn’t stand it any longer and tried to kiss her.

“Ah… !”

The Count, who let out a low sigh as if in surprise, retreated as if running away from Siwoo.

“Ah….”
“Excuse me for this.”

Half a sad heart, half a happy heart.
The count quickly turned his back on Siu, tidied his hair, and stretched out.

“Haam…. I don’t think there is anything wrong with the spiritual body. It’s good to just go. I am very grateful for today’s work.”
“All right.”
“Is it all right if I put the tutor work on hold until Diana calms down?”
“Yes.”

The earl spoke in a bit of a hurry, without the slightest hint of his sensual voice.
I guess I took too much.
It may have hurt her pride that Lucy Yesod, the famous Countess, had pushed her so far, but she didn’t show any reaction.

“Oops, I forgot.”

The count, who was moving his steps as if he was probably about to enter the bedroom, glanced back and said,

“I will keep private lessons running as normal. Time is…. How about 12 o’clock? I have a full schedule.”

Seduce first
When Siwoo, who was shaken by him, tried to respond, he cut like a knife and got up, so I thought it was an illusion.
Tutoring time suddenly moved to late at night as if leaving room for room.

Everything was puzzling.

2.
Yes, as soon as Count Sword closed the bedroom door and entered, he filled the dry tub with a full glass of water.

I untied the belt that wrapped around the dress like a wrapper, and pulled out the garter belt holding the stockings.
The Count took off his panties and threw them along his shiny legs like porcelain.
I looked at my panties, using his fingers as clamps.

“How…. Be embarrassed.”

The appearance of the panties made of white lace and ribbon was embarrassing, as the Count had thought.
The outside was slightly stained, but the inside was damp enough to be wet.

The reason is really embarrassing.
This is because sticky honey water flowed from Lucy’s Beechee while she was blushing on top of him.
It was the amount that ran down his thighs as soon as he took off his panties.

The Count dipped his toe into the bathtub to check the temperature of the water, then slipped inside.

“Ha….”

Only then did the sigh I had been holding back flow.
In fact, the count intended to take him to bed today.

There was no selfishness.
He was just trying to repay Diana’s kindness by expressing her gratitude to the steady young man who played with her and saved her.

As a man in his prime, what would be his favorite thing?
It was clear that Siwoo was also interested in the count’s body.
Just remembering the illegal parking incident during the last private tutoring, it becomes self-evident.

I only selected gifts based on what happened at the time, and other than that, I didn’t have any personal feelings.
Even alittle….
Maybe only a little?
It was not buried.

However, Siwoo, who was clearly a bachelor at first glance, seemed to need a skillful lead from an older woman, and the Count showed it.

Actually almost passed.
The moment Yesod suddenly woke up, he was about to kiss him.

The reason why Count Yesod suddenly announced a retreat in the midst of the smooth plan was that his secret garden had turned as if a shower had passed while his solid objects were being rubbed.
Even if he hadn’t noticed in the interim, he would have left an embarrassing stain on his pants.

No matter how much I tried to seduce him first, I didn’t want to show such an immodest side in the first tryst.
A count who gets wet before even kissing.
It is Lady’s heart that she does not want to instill such an embarrassing image.

“Shit….”

But today is not the only day.
There will be many such opportunities in the future.
The Count thought that he would have to repay the favor next time.