City of Witches

1.

It was finally time for Siwoo’s tutoring session with Countess Yesod.

Due to Diana turning him away at the entrance, his schedule freed up, so he just went back to Countess Gemini’s mansion the moment he got the chance to.

Right now, he was strolling down the hallway of the Yesod’s mansion, carrying the Red Branch that was wrapped in his ribbons on his shoulder.

“Uhh…”

As the time to meet Countess Yesod quickly approached, he started to feel more and more anxious.

Last night, the countess sat on his lap while checking on his condition.

But, he wasn’t sure if she really was checking his condition, or trying to make a move on him.

Back then, he decided to bank on the latter option, but what happened after that?

The moment he leaned in for a kiss, the countess immediately backed off.

Although, it seemed like his guess wasn’t completely off, since she arbitrarily moved their tutoring session to midnight of all times.

“She said it’s because she’s busy, but is she really…?”

Of course, the schedule change didn’t get him to think something along the lines of, ‘I’m finally going to have sex with the countess this time!’.

Yesterday, he spent some of his time reflecting.

He already had Sharon and the twins.

There was also Periwinkle, who he had planned to hook up with to show his gratitude, but this was a special case.

Not only had she saved his life, she also helped out Takasho a lot, the hook up was really just a way to show his gratitude. Their relationship was very casual at best.

Periwinkle herself also didn’t seem to want anything more than that.

Sure, heroes were known to have multiple wives AND concubines, but he wasn’t a hero. Also, even if he was, he didn’t want to mess with a married woman. A real hero would get in serious trouble if he did that, let alone him.

He had been swayed by the idea of, ‘a man could be spineless, but he should wrung his balls out when he got the chance,’ and realized the errors of his way a little too late.

“…There’s no point in thinking about it.”

In any case, just thinking about what he’d do in such situations was easy.

But, what if the countess actually tried to seduce him?

Considering that he’d be whiffing the lingering subtle scent that wafted from her body, could he resist her advances in that situation?

There’s no other way, I have to put things straight before our lesson starts.

Or at least, before she even has the chance to make a move on me.

So, he decided to cut the route off cleanly, like slicing with a knife.

“Phew…”

-Knock, knock

“Ah, Mr. Siwoo, come on in.”

After hearing her response, he opened the door while trying to figure out the right timing to enact his plan.

When is the best time to bring it up? Right after we greet each other? Or after we sit on the sofa? Hm, or maybe I should just wait until after the session ends?

“He—”

“Come in. Do you mind helping me out a little?”

The moment he opened the door, Siwoo awkwardly froze in place.

When he stepped in, the countess immediately greeted him.

Of course, that in itself wasn’t a problem at all.

The problem was that the countess greeted him while showing her bare back to him.

She was wearing her favorite tight dress, and the tie at her back was undone more than halfway.

The silver fabric clung to her hourglass waist and hips, seemed as if it had been woven from moonlight itself.

As she turned her body slightly, her elegant shoulder line and delicate-looking shoulder blades became more pronounced.

One of her hands was holding the front of her dress. It would probably slip off if she were to let it go.

Siwoo couldn’t tell whether she was in the middle of putting the dress on or taking it off.

Whichever it was, she was halfway through there.

“…Hello…”

He finished his interrupted greeting with a weak voice.

My mouth isn’t hanging open, right…?

Please, tell me it isn’t…

“You came at the perfect time. As you can see, I’m in a bit of a bind…”

Siwoo almost spouted out the words, ‘I’m also in a bit of a bind here…’ but he managed to swallow it at the last second.

“Are you changing your clothes right now…?”

He was about to add, ‘But this is the library…’ but he also managed to hold himself back from saying it.

“Yes, yes. I tried to do it on my own, but it just didn’t go well… Could you give me a hand, Mr. Siwoo?”

The countess asked that so naturally, as if this was a normal thing to ask.

Siwoo just knew that he needed a quick excuse to avoid getting swept up in the situation.

“I’m sorry, but… I don’t know how to tie it… Also, there’s something I’d like to discuss…”

He wasn’t lying.

Because he really didn’t know how to tie up a dress like that.

After all, never once in his life did he find himself in a situation where he had to wear such a dress.

“Why are you so sure that I’m going to ask you to tie it?”

“Huh?”

“You know, I might ask you how to undo it instead.”

Ah, good point…

She might actually be in the middle of undressing right now…

With slightly upturned eyes, she gave Siwoo an intense stare, refusing to avert her gaze.

Gulp…

Siwoo swallowed hard.

Her gaze was like velvet brushing against his skin, he barely managed to look away from it.

As if to prevent him from fleeing, the countess opened her mouth again.

“So, Mr. Siwoo… Which would you prefer?”

“…Is that something I get to decide?”

The countess didn’t say anything to that.

Instead, she gave a mysterious smile, suggesting that her answer was somewhere between an affirmation and refusal.

So this is what it feels like to be completely pulled along by an older woman.

No, wait, it isn’t just a feeling…n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

It is exactly what’s happening.

“Hurry up, you’re making me wait.”

Her hips swayed, almost like she was urging him on.

Even when she acted coquettishly, she didn’t seem vulgar, perhaps it was because of her natural elegance.

From this, he could tell that her intention was crystal clear.

If he pushed for it a little, he would definitely experience a level of ecstasy beyond anything he’d ever imagined. But…

“Let’s get this over with.”

The countess’ eyes opened wide, she looked slightly surprised.

Siwoo tried his best to ignore her reaction, closed his eyes for a moment and clumsily tied the back of her dress.

Although, he couldn’t even tie his sneakers neatly, so there was no way he could handle this complicated dress tie properly.

The countess let out a small giggle at this before adjusting the knot with her telekinesis and sat down on the sofa.

“…Wait, you could’ve done this yourself then, no?”

“Yes, but I wanted you to tie it for me, Mr. Siwoo.”

“…Ahem. Today’s lesson is about force field overload, right? I’ve already looked into it a little.”

“…You’re ignoring me now? Sure, that’s fine too.”

Siwoo ignored her next advance and brought up what he came here for.

This prompted a sigh to come out of the countess’ lips, as if she was disappointed by this. With that, they started their lesson.

2.

Throughout the lesson, Countess Yesod kept her eyes on Siwoo.

“Hmm…”

Although it wasn’t as bold as her previous advances, it was still a pretty aggressive move in her eyes.

Previously, she had given him the choice of whether to take her dress off or leave it on.

But his response was oddly defensive.

Is it because he’s too shy to take the lead?

What a cutie.

After thinking so, the countess started to test him subtly.

“This part over here. Goodness, you don’t need to make it so complicated…”

First, she leaned forward, subtly exposing her cleavage.

With how loose her outfit was, even she herself wasn’t sure how much of it would be revealed.

There was a chance that he ended up catching a glimpse of the delicate pink tips beyond her cleavage, the hardened tips that were pressing against the fabric.

Men often thought they could sneak glances at a woman’s body without being noticed, but little did they know…

Women were naturally sensitive to others’ gazes.

Especially when it came from the opposite sex.

In less than 15 seconds, the countess noticed Siwoo’s eyes flicking down to her chest.

“…I’ll try to fix that.”

“Is there anything else you need advice on?”

“No, I think I’m getting the hang of this.”

“As expected. You really are something else, Mr. Siwoo.”

After saying so, she then boldly crossed her legs.

Her soft, white thighs peeked out as her skirt hiked up as she leisurely crossed her legs.

Siwoo’s gaze, which had been bouncing between her chest and his paper, quickly darted towards her lower body.

But, he quickly redirected it to his paper, then as if trying to tell himself to focus on the paper.

He was also shifting his legs around to adjust his posture, trying to hide his bulging manhood underneath, but there was no way the countess failed to notice that.

She could feel her heart starting to race.

What is this feeling?

Whenever she saw his awkward, clumsy reactions…

Every time she saw him going all flustered by her little gestures and subtle words…

She felt like she was fulfilling her long-neglected inner desire.

The feeling of having her charm recognized by the opposite sex…

And the thrill over the fact that she was in control of the situation, pulling him in and pushing him away as she pleased.

On top of that, she also had this distorted maternal instinct to teach and mold this naive boy into the perfect male.

“You did well today, as always.”

After the lesson was over, Siwoo tried to get up like he always did.

Except that he couldn’t.

How so?

Because the countess was sitting right across him while his lower half was embarrassingly pitched like a tent due to her constant seduction.

If he were to stand up now, he’d be showing that embarrassing sight to her.

The countess was unaware of his dilemma though. Instead, she took his hesitation as something else entirely.

“Oh my?”

Usually he’d just leave politely after the lesson’s over, but it seems like he wishes to stay here longer today?

What is he hesitating about, hm?

She suspected that this was what he was thinking about:

=> The countess is too irresistible. I want more than this, but I can’t just bring myself to say it…

After reaching that conclusion…

She suppressed a triumphant smile that was about to be formed on her lips.

How could every little thing he does seem so adorable?

She could feel her heart race, and there was this sudden urge to just devour him as a whole.

“Is there something else you need?”

“U-Um… N-No…”

“Do you have something you want to say to me then?”

“N-No…”

Seeing his discomfort only made her more certain of her assumption, so she casually sat next to him.

She wanted to enjoy his reactions for a little longer, but she knew that it wouldn’t be right to push him too far.

This was the time for her to show him the composure of an older woman and take the lead.

Finally, we’re going to spend the night together~

.

Just thinking about that already made her heart pound wildly.

“Mr. Siwoo, do you know?”

“Yes…?”

The countess leaned her head against his shoulder.

She then slipped her hand between his tightly clenched thighs, and his body immediately went rigid.

His sharp intake of breath entered her ear.

“Inside a man’s body, there’s a nasty poison.”

“Um, Countess…?”

“It’s a dangerous poison born from deep sin and desire, and if it isn’t released in time, it’s going to eat away a man’s body and mind…”

She undid his belt, unfastened the buckle, and gently grabbed hold of his thing.

The huge serpent, hot, hard, oozing with venom that was coiling inside his pants.

Watching him grow even more tense, the countess let out a hot breath.

“I believe I can help you with that… What do you think, Mr. Siwoo?”

“Um, Countess… I need to tell you something…”

He averted his gaze before turning his gaze back to her.

She saw a hint of redness in his eyes, a mix of conflict, anxiety, and excitement.

“I-I… I already have someone I’m currently seeing…”

Hearing that, the countess was a little surprised.

Up until now, he seemed like someone who had never held hands with a girl, let alone had a girlfriend.

Actually, she wasn’t just a little shocked, but completely shocked.

Nevertheless, the countess didn’t care about that.

She couldn’t hold it anymore.

“Oh my? Do you think we’re doing anything wrong? No, no, we’re just playing around a little, you know~?”

Like a white serpent, her pale hand wrapped itself around his cobra that was raising its head stiffly.

With delicate movements, she stroked his member, back and forth.

She slipped past his underwear, feeling the hardness, the heat, the dangerously pronounced veins, and the pulse of raw masculinity underneath.

“You don’t need something like love or whatever when playing this game between a man and a woman~”

Before Siwoo knew it, his large member was already standing exposed between his pants and underwear, touching the air.

The countess admired its size as she traced his member with her index and middle finger, whispering in a seductive voice.

Her voice sounded so sweet, it felt like the warmth was melting the inside of his ears.

“Instead, you’d only need a spoonful of sweetness, a whisper in your ear, and a little spice called a secret~”

Then, Countess Yesod pressed her plump lips against Siwoo’s.