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As Siwoo confessed his relationship with Periwinkle, he saw Amelia’s face gradually stiffen.

Amelia, whose strength was surprising considering her small hands, grabbed his wrist tightly and stormed through the alleyways.

“Ms. Amelia?”

“...”

He called out to her, but she refused to answer.

She must be really pissed.

Even though she was the one who asked about it, hearing about those kinky escapades he did with someone who wasn’t even his lover must have stung.

The fact that he didn’t even mention the relationship in the first place should already make her angry enough, and now this.

Her rough movements and shaky breathing made it clear how upset she was.

Dragged by the silent Amelia, they stopped in an alley that made him wonder if even Malkuth Gallery ever remembered this place.

The streetlights cast long shadows against the building walls.

Even here, the paving stones were perfectly laid, and there wasn’t a single piece of trash on the ground; a stark reminder that this was still the heart of Lenomond Town’s shopping district.

“Siwoo.”

Amelia backed him up against the wall, arms on either side, completely boxing him in.

A classic wall slam.

Her tone was serious, as her eyebrows drawn tight.

Despite being intimidated by her tightly pursed lips and slightly puffed cheeks, he couldn’t help but find her utterly adorable.

“I can do it too.”

Such words burst out of her mouth, but it sounded more like she was convincing herself than trying to convince him.

“I promised myself I could do anything, no matter how embarrassing. If it’s what you like.”

“I appreciate that, but...”

“Then why don’t you believe me? Is it because I’m not attractive enough for you?”

“W-Wait! That’s not it at all!”

Her voice, sharp with frustration, wavered, sounding as if she was on the verge of tears.

From Siwoo’s point of view, he was trying to be considerate of Amelia, since this was her first experience.

He didn’t want her, who held a strong sense of guilt towards him, to try too hard to match his preferences.

Besides, she had always been proper and reserved, so there was no way he could just bring up such a matter to her.

But to Amelia, this treatment felt like discrimination, not special treatment.

“Haa... Haa...”

Amelia bit her lip hard as her hand tugged at the knot of her cloak.

Her fingers hesitated at the last moment.

She squeezed her eyes shut, took a deep breath, and then carefully pulled the cloak open like she was unwrapping a gift.

What happened after, Siwoo couldn’t believe his eyes as the breathtaking sight.

Under the soft, fluffy wool cloak that gave him the urge to hug it, her body laid bare.

Not a single thread covered it.

Her plump, juicy ass cheeks, sparse pubic hair, sleek waist, sexy navel, ripe fruit-like boobs, and the pale pink nipples dangling at the tips...

Nothing but her naked, natural self hid beneath that cloak.

“M-Ms. A-Amelia.”

“See? I can do this too.”

Amelia stayed close to Siwoo, until a wave of emotion threatened to overwhelm her.

There wasn’t time to change, which meant she had wandered the streets and sat in that café buck naked under her cloak.

Just the thought alone was both shocking and incredibly hot.

Even if the shopping district and alleys were quiet with hardly anyone around, this was still a public place.

If anyone passing by paid even a little attention, they’d spot Amelia in nothing but a cloak.

Of course, Amelia knew that all too well, and the shame she felt overwhelmed her. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her face flushed red from her neck down to her chest.

She was clearly pushing herself too far.

The way her perky little nipples trembled at the edge of her exposed breasts screamed that all this bravado was just a front.

Her effort was sweet, and Siwoo appreciated it..

But he still thought that there was no need for her to go this hard.

The moment he opened his mouth to stop her, she beat him to it.

“Kiss me.”

“Ms. Amelia, I’m saying this because I’m worried about—”

“Make it hotter than any kiss we’ve had before. I want to do it with you right here.”

Instead of backing off, she pressed herself closer, catching him off guard.

In that moment, her cloak fluttered open, unleashing a thick wave of her perfume straight at him.

But here was where things took a turn neither Siwoo nor Amelia saw coming.

For starters, Siwoo had a thing for the unique scent witches gave off.

The top of the head was the easiest spot to catch it, but places where the smell got stronger, like armpits, between the legs, or the nape of the neck, never failed to get him turned on.

Same went for fluids like juices or sweat that carried that heavy scent.

And to make things worse, the perfume Amelia used today wasn’t just a regular one like the one she gifted Countess Gemini; it was the real deal, a magical concoction with an actual effect.

Similar to ‘Perfume of Fatigue’ or ‘Perfume of Dream,’ but with a different twist.

Said twist was to amplify the wearer’s natural scent and body odor by a ton, blending it into the fragrance.

A witch’s pheromones were already like an aphrodisiac, mixed them with the perfume, the name ‘Perfume of Seduction’ fit it perfectly.

“...”

But that wasn’t all.

The tension of walking around bare-naked outside, plus the awkwardness from Periwinkle chatting her up earlier, had her on edge.

Add the thick cloak’s heat, and her body was slick with her nervous sweat.

The rich, musky scent that her sweat brought had been sealed under the wool cloak, and the second it opened, it burst out like a perfume bottle being uncorked.

In short, Siwoo ended up breathing in the pure essence of Amelia’s scent while staring at her fully naked body.

Neither Siwoo nor Amelia knew how dangerous of an outcome this would result in.

“H-How is it? Mmmph...!”

When Amelia asked in a shaky voice, Siwoo suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and crushed his lips against hers.

Her skin, tacky with cold sweat now exposed to the air, clung to his hands like sticky candy.

The lingering heat and scent from inside her cloak kept chipping away at his self-control.

Siwoo felt his vision turning blank in front of his eyes.

It was as if the concept of restraint had just been erased from his brain.

Even if the alley was quiet, someone could still walk by and see them.

But that thought only turned him on even more.

When he snapped out of it, he realized he had pushed Amelia against the opposite wall mid-kiss.

“Mmmph.. !”

His hands, driven by raw lust instead of gentleness, grabbed her breasts roughly.

The overwhelming thrill numbed his mind, but her soft tits bounced perfectly into his grip.

They squished under his touch, before pushing back against his palms with their elegant, springy firmness.

Her skin felt silky.

Her lips were plush.

Her tongue was sticky, and her spit had a sweet edge.

It was like peeling away a layer, his senses sharpened, picking up every little thing he’d usually ignore.

After a while, the long, drawn-out kiss finally ended.

“Haah... Haah...”

At first, Amelia was just thrilled, but Siwoo’s sudden shift seemed to rattle her.

Her wet, glossy eyes darted around nervously.

“Ms. Amelia.”

His voice came out low.

His rough breathing mixed with a growl, like metal shavings in his throat.

It felt as if he was spilling out all his urges to devour the prey in front of him without restraint.

“Turn around.”

“...Okay.”

It was the first time Amelia had seen Siwoo this turned on.

He seemed even more out of control than he had during their first time—which was both a frightening and exhilarating thing to her.

Carefully, she turned and braced herself against the wall.

“Stick your ass out more. Keep your hands on the wall.”

“L-Like this....?”

As she assumed that awkward voice, Siwoo didn’t wait long.

In one swift move, he rolled up the cloak draped below her thighs, exposing her pale, bare ass.

In the dim alley, her round cheeks glowed brighter than even the moon.

That gorgeous heart-shape he’d seen when she knelt looked just as tempting upright, bent against the wall.

Between them peeked her tight pussy, framed by firm cheeks that hid the untouched folds of her backdoor.

He wanted to skip the foreplay and fuck her right then and there, but his last shred of sanity held him back.

And so, he crouched down between her legs instead.

Without a second thought, he buried his face right in there.

“Hngh...!”

His wide-open mouth clamped over Amelia’s whole pussy like he was biting into fruit.

Amelia shuddered at the bizarre sensation, like some soft monster was gobbling up her lower half.

Her thighs tried to clamp shut on instinct, but Siwoo’s hands forced them apart as he devoured her hungrily.

-Slurrrp! Sluuurp!

Even if she was a witch, her pussy juice wasn’t exactly sweet.

It didn’t stink, but it had a salty tang that numbed the tongue, mixed with a slight bitterness.

“S-Siwoo... Y-You don’t have to... Hngh...!”

Amelia, who had tasted her own juices before, tried to stop him at first.

But Siwoo didn’t care about the spit dripping around his face. He kept licking, sucking, and biting her plump, clenched pussy nonstop.

-Sluuurp...! Sluuurp...!

“Haa...ahh... Ngghh...”

Amelia’s slim thighs trembled faintly.

Her scent filled his mouth and nose.

The sweat on her skin added an extra salty kick, as her pussy slid over his tongue smoother than a pat of butter.

-Slurrrrp! Slurp!

Her juices started gushing like a flood, sucked into his mouth like a vacuum.

The crude sound of him slurping her up, as if he was drinking juice from a split fruit, echoed in her ears.

It was as if he had turned into a stranded traveler in the desert who had stumbled on a dried up oasis and found her pussy buried there.

But, there was something moving, even touching from the way he was eating her pussy.

His passion.

“S-Siwoo... I-It’s...embarrassing... Haah...”

And he did all this to stoke her shame.

She’d gotten oral from him before, but back then, his tongue mostly danced around her clit.

Now his tongue plunging in like he was making out with her pussy; a totally new sensation to her, and it freaked her out as much as it thrilled her.

“Aaahhh... Oohhh...mmmmh....”

The pleasure itself wasn’t even that intense.

Compared to when she deeply accepted his cock or when her clit was being caressed, the sensation felt like short tentacles nibbling at her entrance at best.

It’d take forever for her to cum from this alone.

But, this was a situation where someone might pass by.

Hearing her own juices get slurped into his mouth while he was doing something so filthy in this kind of situation sent her mental arousal into overdrive.

-Slurrrrrrp!

“Hngh... ngh... hmph...”

Siwoo’s wild tongue work covered her whole pussy, and his long tongue slipped inside, teasing her twitching inner walls.

The spasms started in her pussy, spread to her thighs, her legs, and finally her plump ass, softly massaging his cheeks as he stayed buried between them.

Her juices had increased even more, reaching a point where they could actually replace an oasis.

At this point, she was marinated just enough for the main event.

Her hot, tight, winding pussy was a slick mess of his spit and her fluids, stretched and ready.

When he pulled back for a moment, silvery threads of drool stretched long and snapped, dripping between her feet like lube.

Now, all he needed to do was to fuck her.

He yanked off his pants and underwear and stood behind her ass.

“Siwoo....”

But then Amelia stopped him.

After taking his wild, primal, filthy oral, her voice now carried a soft hint of lust.

One of her hands grabbed her own ass cheek and spread it slightly.

“Today... Do it...here...”

In front of Siwoo, lost to near-mad lust...

Amelia spread her ass wide, showing off the cute, tightly puckered flower she’d kept hidden.