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"Stagnation."
"...Come again?"
[POP]
"Of the hexes I've inflicted upon you during our first duel and subsequent skirmishes."
The Supreme Witch herself had called me out to the base infirmary. Unusual, but not unheard of, especially since I began turning to her for sparring matches to stave off my boredom.
This time, she appears before me, her glowing eyes half-lidded in that familiar apathetic stare. No longer wearing her usual brimstone regalia, she's instead clad in a tightly fitted nurse outfit, crisp white with black accents and azafurian embroidery. No doubt Molly had a hand in its creation, though why Calamitas of all people would prance around wearing it is lost on me.
"Powerful as you are, Crusader, even in his suit of armor, the accumulation of such magic has taken its toll. You've been afflicted you with an ailment."
"An ailment?"
[SLURP]
"Indeed. Quite a severe one, if I do say so myself, as well as fatal if left unchecked. Treatment is of utmost priority."
"Right."
"Surely you of all people should understand, no?"
"If that's the case..." I hesitate, my eyes dropping despite myself.
"Nm?"
"...why are you on your knees giving me a blowjob?"
"Your aforementioned treatment, of course."
Not a second of hesitation, nor a flicker of embarrassment.
"A means most efficient..." she leans forward, her hot breath ghosting over my length. "...is through this appendage of yours."
[SLURP]
I've heard better excuses from Solyn...
Her mouth envelops me without ceremony. No teasing, no playful licking, only the methodical, almost robotic suction that nonetheless feels sublime. Her tongue moves with clinical precision, pressing and coiling around my shaft whilst one hand strokes what her lips couldn't reach. Her glowing eyes remain locked onto mine the entire time, cold and analytical, as though merely observing the results of an experiment.
"You can try the usual manner of self-pleasure," she murmurs around my cock, the vibrations sending a shiver up my spine. "But direct intercourse with a woman would wield far better results."
"O-Oh God..."
She pushes deeper, throat tightening around me with practice control. Even as she works me with her mouth and hand in steady rhythm, her expression barely changes. No flushed cheeks, no eager moans--only the wet obscene sounds of her sucking and the occasional soft, yet detached hum.
I lean back on my chair, gripping the armrest. "Ghhn... I'm already close--"
She doesn't respond; merely stares up at me with those unblinking, ethereal eyes. She continues her work, sucking harder and faster as if silently ordering me to finish.
"Nngghhh--!!"
I cum hard straight into her mouth. She starts swallowing right away, her throat contracting in smooth gulps whilst her tongue continues milking every last drop. Each touch feels like lightning and my hips jerk with every brush of her tongue, but she remains steadfast. Only when I'm completely spent does she slowly start to pull back, a thread of spit and cum briefly connecting her lips to my cock before snapping.
"You let out a thick one," she states plainly, licking the corner of her lips. Her expression remains completely neutral--not even a faint ghost of a smile is visible. "Splendid."
Even Molly would've shown some warmth while tending to patients during a blood moon.
"Well... can't say it didn't feel good." I mutter, still catching my breath. "Thanks."
Calamitas stands up without a word. After wiping a white smudge from her chin, she then reaches under her tight pencil skirt. In one smooth motion, she slides her lacy black panties down her thighs and all the way down to her ankles.
I stare, somewhat enamored. "S-So, is that all I nee--"
"I'm afraid we are not finished just yet," she cuts me off. "The real treatment begins now. Next order of business..."
She turns, bends forward over the nearby dresser, and presents herself. Her bare pussy's glistening under the ashen light, already visibly wet. Reaching back with one hand, she spreads her folds with two fingers, shamelessly exposing her tight entrance.
"...is for you to release your load directly inside."
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"Aughh--hhaa!"
Gripping her supple hips, I push inside her in one smooth thrust. She lets out a sharp squeal, a far cry from her usual tone, one that rang beautifully in my ears. Though I had just unloaded down her throat a mere minute ago, I'm rock-hard again, stretching her unbelievably tight, scorching-hot walls.
Shit, this feels... dangerous.
The thought of her leaving a fourth-degree burn on my cock by accident lingers at the back of my mind, yet it only served to make me throb harder.
"Nh, m-mhhh!"
No elegant words or quips this time. Only strained, reluctant moans come out of her as I start moving. While I do so, I get a good look at the Supreme Witch before me: slender waist, wide hips, and a sufficiently-sized pair of tits. Now she's bent over and letting me use her tight pussy like this for free, her nurse skirt bunched up around her waist providing me with an enticing view.
"Calamitas...!"
I'm still at a loss as to what her gameplan is, or exactly what ailment she speaks of, but if it's for my sake, I shall indulge in it to my heart's content. Not to mention the fact that she seems to be enjoying herself a lot and growing tighter with each thrust.
Wetter.
Hotter.
Her bare ass ripples every time I drive into her.
A sight that will stick in my mind for days to come.
"Sh-Shit, I'm gonna..." I feel another load building fast. "Is it r-really fine to--"
"Y-Yes." She turns her head slightly to look at me, her apathetic expression already falling apart at the seams. Her glowing eyes look glazed, her cheeks flushed. "It is my magic... hha, that I'm extracting from you, after all. So please... mnh... cum inside as much as you l-like~"
"Then don't mind if I do--"
I grab her shoulders and start pounding her properly--hard, deep strokes enough to make her sing her heart out despite herself. To think that days ago I had my blade pressed against her throat, her brimstone fire-imbued hand pressed against mine; now here she is, her tight cunt clenching like a vice around me as I bully her deepest, most sensitive spots.
Truly, love does conquer all.
"Ghkk--!!"
My orgasm boils over. Another load surges out of me, painting her insides white as I press against the mouth of her womb. The witch shudders hard, legs trembling, ass shaking, though she stays bent over the dresser, dutifully taking every drop.
My spurts soon come to an end. I pull out slowly; a thick torrent of cum is quick to follow, pouring out of her gaping cunt, with some running down her thighs.
Calamitas remains silent for a long moment, panting. Then she reaches back again, scooping a generous amount of my seed with her fingers, and bringing them to her mouth. She then proceeds to lick her digits clean with deliberate, almost hungry motions.
"Another substantial load..." she purrs, voice slightly hoarse. Her face is flushed and dripping with sweat, with barely an ounce of apathy left. "Much... slrpp, thicker than the first."
Fuck, that's so hot...
Still shaking, she straightens up and pulls her panties back on, even as my cum continues to leak out of her.
"That should be enough for today," she says, fixing her clothes. "I'm afraid I've taken too much of my magic back. Any more and you may lose consciousness."
I open my mouth to protest, but she steps forward and cups my balls possessively, giving them a gentle squeeze and putting me back at full mast. I then see the faintest arrogant little smirk curl at her lips.
"Until then, refrain from any attempts at self-pleasure. Understood?" she leans in slightly, whispering. "I'll call you here again in one week's time~"
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