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There were three rooms on the second floor of the church.

One was the bishop’s room where they’d just been talking, and the other two were more run-down and empty.

Deneb’s suggestion was really simple.

She’d warm up in the room they were just in, while Siwoo got ready in the scruffier one.

Once they were both prepped, Siwoo would head into Deneb’s room to recharge her.

It wasn’t about ranking the rooms or anything; Deneb just figured it was better if they did their thing separately, out of sight.

She even added, ‘It’ll probably feel a bit cleaner for you too, right, Mr. Siwoo?’

And how did Siwoo feel about that?

“...What am I, some kinda bee?”

Just awkward and a bit embarrassed, that was all he felt.

Still, his mother-in-law wasn’t wrong.

If Siwoo had to go through a few close calls by himself, the risk was way too high.

Like Deneb said, if he went down, she’d either have to handle everything on her own or protect Siwoo, who would become dead weight.

So yeah, this was clearly the smarter move...

“...Forget it. Don’t overthink.”

He shook his head hard, brushing off the useless thoughts.

Now wasn’t the time to worry about all that.

Like Deneb said, time was running out fast, and the Kraken they were up against wasn’t the kind of monster you fought with half-assed plans.

So, what he had to do was decided.

He just had to shut his eyes, slide it in, and cum.

Siwoo quietly took off his pants.

Meanwhile, Deneb laid her cloak on the hard bed to soften it up a bit.

Her nightgown didn’t do much in the way of protection anyway— just lifting it and slipping off her panties was enough.

Then she climbed on the bed, curled up like a baby, and started playing with herself.

“Mm...ngh...”

She didn’t have her usual scented lube, but it wasn’t a big deal.

Using magic, she pulled the moisture from the air and thickened it into a slick fluid.

It was basic stuff—any witch with a little know-how could do it, even without being an alchemy expert.

Deneb soaked her fingers in the fluid and, like always, moved them to her backdoor.

Sex isn’t just about the guy being ready.

Especially the first time—you needed the girl to be aroused and wet too, so it’d go in smoothly.

So she got herself into the mood, doing what she could to turn herself on.

“Mmh... nngh... ngh...”

Her damp fingers twisted and slipped in deep.

Deneb’s brow tightened as a hot breath escaped her lips.

But it felt a bit off compared to usual.

Naturally so.

This wasn’t like usual.

Siwoo was in the next room, and the walls weren’t exactly soundproof.

And soon, he’d walk in, his big cock swaying, and slide it into her pussy like he’d done with her ass.

“Ugh... nngh...”

Siwoo was trying to act tough even though he was clearly nervous, and Deneb could feel the sincerity in his awkward, honest heart. That made it easier to go along with the idea of ‘sex’.

She’d said all sorts of things to justify it, but maybe it was just her body heating up... because as time passed, she couldn’t deny what was about to happen.

Soon, Siwoo was going to take her virginity.

Just like when he fucked her ass while she struggled on the bed, he’d press her down with his solid, muscular body and shoot his load deep inside.

She’d feel his pounding heartbeat against her back, his rough breaths brushing her ear.

“Ahng...”

The moment she pictured it, Deneb shook her head abruptly.

“W-What the hell am I even thinking...!”

Isn’t it said—sometimes it’s the body that messes with your head?

She whipped her head around, trying to clear the fuzz clouding her brain.

“This is strictly for mana recharge. That’s it. No dirty thoughts allowed.”

It was supposed to be a quick, no-fuss thing.

Stick it in, shoot, fill up the mana, and done.

There was no reason for the rough, toe-curling sex like before.

Shaking her head again, Deneb returned to her self-prep.

Her fingers traced over the soft folds, now glistening with wetness, while her fluttering sighs brushed against her tousled bangs.

“Ha... ah... ah...”

Everyone says your first time stings... is that true?

But even worse... she’d have to let him see everything up close. How the hell was she supposed to live through that shame?

Her thoughts were spinning while her body kept getting hotter.

Then, a knock at the door.

-Knock knock

“May I come in?”

“Y-Yeah, come in.”

The moment that old door creaked open, embarrassment crashed over her like a wave.

Deneb jumped up and rushed to block the entrance.

“Mr. Siwoo! J-Just a second! Please wait!”

“Huh?”

“Just wait a bit. I don’t think I’m quite ready yet.”

“Should I come back later?”

“No, no... Just a sec.”

Why is she suddenly acting shy?

She literally had him stripped and was stroking his cock like she was prepping side dishes, and didn’t even blink being buck naked in front of him.

But now her chest was thumping out of control.

She had no clue what the hell was going on with herheroin .

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Siwoo stood there awkwardly, pants already off.

Lately, the sex kept getting stranger, and he couldn’t help but sigh.

Sure, being a guy, he didn’t mind kinky stuff now and then.

Still, this kind of freaky, no-consent roleplay? He could really do without it.

“Come in, Mr. Siwoo.”

A short while later....

Deneb cracked the door open, cheeks flushed, eyes glistening, like she was sneaking in her lover for a late-night hookup.

She had wrapped herself head to toe in a cloak.

“...I-I can’t just show you everything like it’s nothing.”

‘I’ve been standing here with my dick out this whole time...’ he muttered to himself, holding back the complaint.

Because he could feel that she was more embarrassed than he could have imagined, unlike last night when she treated him casually.

While he came inside and shut the door, he caught her eyes darting down at his cock a few times.

A sweet, warm scent lingered in the air, making his heart flutter.

“...Um, so... you ready?”

He appreciated that she’d gotten her nerves together, but there was one problem.

“Actually... I think I’m gonna need a bit more time.”

She’d told him to wait a second, but it had been a little too long.

As a result, despite his efforts to keep it going with a bit of stimulation by stroking, the member ended up cooling down right before he could cum.

“...Huh?”

“I, uh... lost energy waiting out there.”

“Lost... energy?”

Deneb blinked those big eyes at him, clearly confused.

She looked up at him with a face so innocently puzzled that it made it difficult for Siwoo to even begin explaining the mechanics behind it all.

But this involved her too, so he had to say something.

“That aside, there’s something you should know, Ms. Deneb.”

“Go ahead. I’m listening.”

Even though the urge to ejaculate subsided while waiting, there was a reason he didn’t turn back.

“I think it’d be best to give your body some time to adjust after insertion. So, I mean... it doesn’t have to move right away.”

“Excuse me?”

She squinted, clearly suspicious of how that sounded, and Siwoo panicked to explain himself.

“Based on my experience... the first time usually hurts. To charge properly, I have to go in all the way, but if I do that right from the start, it might be really painful for you, Ms. Deneb.”

“Oh? Sounds like you’ve had plenty of experience breaking in virgins, Mr. Siwoo?”

The little mother-in-law’s tone turned cold in an instant, eyes narrowing sharply in a way he never saw coming.

Oh, shit.

Now that he thought about it, yeah... he definitely said something he shouldn’t have.

“N-no, wait... that’s not what I meant...”

Even his dick seemed to shrivel in the middle of that mortifying moment.

He’d honestly said it out of concern for Deneb, but of course—this is where she’d latch onto it.

“Anyway, I understand.”

“I’ll go back, harden it again, and come back when I’m ready. I’m sorry.”

“That won’t be necessary. Just stay here.”

Just as he turned to leave, Deneb reached out and gently tugged the hem of his shirt.

Her lips were slightly pressed inward, and she spoke in a quiet tone.

The iciness from earlier was gone—her voice now carried an odd warmth, almost motherly.

“So basically, you’re saying I need some time to get used to it once you’re in, like before?”

“Yes, exactly. But... if you’re not up for it...”

“You were probably scared too, but you still pushed through till the end, didn’t you?”

Sitting on the bed, Deneb lowered her eyes, then gave her pouting lips a soft, slow lick.

“...So, I guess it’s okay if you move... just a little.”

“.......”

Siwoo finally figured out where the twins got their talent for riling up a guy’s dick—it was right here.

He’d managed to keep himself together jerking off alone in the next room.

Deneb’s sudden, unintentional cuteness made him gulp.

“I’ll lie down, so just lift it and put it in. Okay, Mr. Siwoo?”

Deneb curled up on her side, hugging her knees, pulling her cloak down over her lower half.

“Well then... excuse me.”

Siwoo gulped hard and gently lifted the edge of her cloak.

And underneath it—her thick thighs smooth like velvet, plump like a stuffed crab, and her ass, so soft-looking it begged to be touched.

No panties. Nothing at all under that faint shadow.

Her pussy was already clenched tight, but with her legs pressed together, not a gap showed, just thick, puffed-up lips.

It was a lewd, wicked sight that could bring a dead dick roaring back to life.

His gulp sounded loud in the quiet room.

Siwoo carefully lined himself up.

The moment the hot head of his cock touched those soft, wet petals, Deneb flinched ever so slightly.

“Can I put it in?”

“...Don’t ask stuff like that every single time.”

Her face had gone crimson, and she turned her head away, giving silent, flushed permission to insert.