Chapter 41.2: Stay By My Side.

“Magical girl clothes are so convenient.”

“You can take them off at a moment’s notice.”

“You’re a pervert.”

“That’s not something you’d say to someone who kisses you as soon as you walk in the door.”

A completely red face.

The top is intact, the dapper suit of a noble association president.

But the pants had been magically unraveled and melted into the air, leaving long white legs completely exposed and twitching, a tiny knot of ribbon at the edge of each waist, beneath the hem of his shirt, and a narrow white thong.

The tiny piece of fabric that barely covered her preciousness was already soaked through with a sticky, clear liquid, outlining her crack and the tiny bumps that jutted out from it in a pinkish hue.

The cute thing about Yu Ji-hye is that after a little touching of her thighs and buttocks, she mesmerizingly complies with my perverted request to remove her pants and stand up straight to show off her underwear.

“Have you been wearing this all day?”

Violet, the Wizard who leads the Association from the podium, has been wearing a piece of fabric that doesn’t even look like underwear all day.

“To show me?”

Without a word, Yu Ji-hye shakes her head.

Her face was bright red, barely concealed by her flowing mauve hair.

Oh, my God.

She’s so adorable.

“Perverted.”

She can’t argue with the words that are thrown back at her, and the way she squirms is adorable.

It’s a look I’ve seen for years, but it’s always adorable.

She’s tall, she’s got big boobs, she’s pretty, she’s always dressed and acting nice, and that in itself is so, so adorable and erotic.

But I’ve never seen her wear such kinky underwear out in the open before.

Maybe she was stressed out.

It doesn’t matter because she’s cute anyway.

I can’t wait to see how red her face will be when she reveals her top underwear a little later.

“Were you wearing such perverted underwear, and yet you were acting so ashamed earlier?”

“Uh…sis…”

“Inside, will you show me?”

“Unable to say anything, Yu Ji-hye stuck her index finger inside the knot of the pantyhose and pulled it down.

The thin, white laces curled down her thighs, a small triangle of fabric falling away from her pussy, revealing her slick crack and a sticky, transparent thread running between the fabric.

“You know, there’s something you should say, like, the other time we were together…”

“How can you say that, how can you say that?! Crazy, crazy, why would I wear this. I would never, ever do that.”

As always, the strong mask comes off to reveal a vulnerable girl, and it’s insanely adorable to watch her flailing around, her red face completely red.

If I said,

“You actually want me to be pushed so hard that I get hurt,” she’d get really angry, so I moved my hand instead.

“What the hell was I imagining? Hehe…”

“That’s what you’re thinking… Hiyat…!”

A sweet chorus of sibilance escapes me as I sweep my fingertips around the exposed crack.

I untie the knot in the ribbon across my lap, and the cheongsam that barely covers my pussy falls to the floor.

Real underwear, not magic, not something that melts and disappears.

“Wow.”

I didn’t think there would be much new here, since we’ve done everything to each other.“

”That piece of fabric alone is driving me crazy.

“Hmph.”

I ran the tip of my tongue over the tiny bean and heard it gurgle as I peeled back the shell.

I felt her legs tremble as I flicked my tongue up and down her crack, and I gripped her hips hard.

“Sis…”

I pulled my mouth away and looked up, a wistful sigh of wisdom. I met her downward gaze.

Two eyes, purple and yellow, like a vixen’s, lost in pleasure, their intelligent light gone, a clear liquid dripping and glistening from the crack between their shapely lower halves, exposed as they forced their weakened legs to stand.

“Do you want me to continue?”

Then,

“You know what to say, don’t you?”

“Uh…un…”

Flinching and hesitating, she brings her hands to her crotch, spreading her petals to show off her pale pink inner flesh.

“You… I… Yu Ji-hye’s pussy, mess with me…!”

The last time I tried to get her to do this line, like, last year or so, she got really mad and wouldn’t let me touch her boobs for a while.

“Today’s Yu Ji-hye is so adorably molten with lust and desire.

“Don’t hold back. Okay?”

I said, and just as I was about to kiss the crack,

I felt a hand grab my head and try to push me away, as if there was still resistance.

“Wait, you smell…!”

“After all that kissing, and now this, and the magic you used to cleanse it in the first place, I saw it all.”

As if she’d been expecting this development, she’d come home to find traces of magic on her clothes and body.

Me neither.

It’s a shame, because I could have smelled the body odor of wisdom.

A whiff.

Resistance fades, and I slide my tongue into my hole, while simultaneously sliding one irresistible hand down my back, inside my underwear, and slipping a finger into my pussy.

Her eyes flutter open, and when I glance up, she brings her hands to the corners of her mouth, as if trying to stifle a moan.

It wouldn’t work.

She swirled the tip of her tongue around the tightening entrance, pressing her lips together and plunging her tiny tongue inside with a shuddering, contracting thrust.

We climaxed simultaneously, our mouths being ravaged by the sticky scent of her juices, our cunts spasming madly, gasps escaping our hands as we couldn’t hold them back, our minds dazed by her suffocating scent, our pleasure raging in our heads, with ragged breaths, calling each other’s names with inaudible moans.

***

The magical girl activity was a play, an escape, literally just an activity for me.

But after I saved that child, I became a magical girl in the truest sense of the word.

Even when I grew up and transformed into a magical girl, I was the opposite of my short stature, I was over 170 centimeters tall even though I was in the first grade of junior high school, with a sharp face, clear eyes, and soft short hair.

When I first saw her, I thought she was older than me, maybe even a model.

She was a lovely child who was trembling in front of a demon with such a big body.

When I met her again, she had become a magical girl and an adult.

Technically, it wasn’t a very dramatic reunion because they kept in touch.

But reunions don’t have to be dramatic.

They had known each other for so many years, they hadn’t forgotten each other, they hadn’t forgotten their affection, and they accepted her words, her dreams, her love, her confessions.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re the same gender.

As long as you love each other, that’s all that matters.”

This relationship has dried up after ten years, but

I don’t think it has to.

Like right now, in front of me, Yu Ji-hye is howling and sobbing.

“Hah…hiyat…!”

As I lick the pink petals and nibble on the shelled bean, a ragged moan escapes from her mouth again, as she spits out nothing but gasps.

For the umpteenth time, Wisdom’s legs were trembling frantically as she climaxed.

“Sis, please… again, hee hee, I’m going to come… stop…”

That’s how you get me off again.

I grabbed her ass with one hand and buried my face between her thighs, removing all the clothes that got in the way, leaving her naked, and brought my other hand between her kneeling legs, continuing to masturbate, and kissed her pink crack.

I breathe in slowly, and exhale slowly.

“…Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm…!”

Yu Ji-hye climaxes again as my breath touches her labia, which are becoming sensitive and glistening with her juices, stretching the transparent threads of her juices.

I love her slender, vulnerable pussy that climaxes at the mere touch of my breath as I continue to work my healing magic on her chin, licking and stroking it carefully for dozens of minutes or more.

And yet, just as I said, she’s so cute and adorable as she tries to brace herself with her legs to keep from collapsing.

Her flesh quivered as she pumped her magic into her ass, her waist, her legs, and her hips.

Lubricated by her gushing juices, I circled her clit with the tip of my index finger, and she began to writhe paroxysmally, letting out nothing but muffled moans.

“Hmph…hmph…hmph…”

I grab her hips again and press my face between her groins, sticking my tongue in and stroking and licking the inside of her pussy.

Faster, faster, faster.

And her fingers, tingling underneath me, are also tingling as she moves them in and out and round and round in time with my tongue.

My brain seems to melt at the sweetness on my tongue, the pleasure shooting up my spine.

“Ha, ah, ah, ah..”

When she came to, she was breathing heavily, looking completely melted.

I reached out to touch her lovely mauve hair, sweaty and tangled, and our eyes met.

“Whoa… Sis, do you realize how stupid your face looks?”

“Ew.”

I absentmindedly wiped the corners of my mouth with my two hands, and a large amount of damp mucus stuck to them.

The source of the mucus was obvious…

My entire body burned as I realized that my face was covered in tears.

It was too much.

It was only then that I took in my surroundings and realized that we hadn’t moved a step from the front door.

A foot.

The sound of water ringing in my ears, the feel of a wet tongue crawling across my cheek,
and a sudden kiss.

Her tongue licks my face, soaked with her own juices, and she pulls away, her lips parting, and she stares at me with a pair of eyes that are a different color, the light back in them.

“…Shall we go in now?”

The afterglow of my climax is fading, and I can feel my damp body cooling down, and I’m feeling a little awkward.

I need to clean myself up and rest for a while.

…because the excitement hasn’t subsided yet, nor has the racing heartbeat.

With that thought in mind, I put out my hand to stand up, only to be pulled down by a strong grip.

Just like when I came home.

I lost my balance and was about to fall when I was caught, and when I came to my senses, I was embraced by Yu Ji-hye.

In what is commonly referred to as a princess hug, lying on her side and lifted up.

“How, how hard I’ve been going lately.”

“Uh…Wisdom…?”

“I’m hanging out with a crazy b*tch like Vera like we’re best friends, and I’m watching her, and I love you so, so much.”

She stalks off toward her bedroom.

“…Are you mad?”

I probably shouldn’t point out that I’m a weirdo walking around half naked, carrying a naked girl.

Yeah, I guess it’s my turn to get messed up this time.

***

In front of the bed, in a princess cuddle, Blanc, with her arms around my neck, looks up at me with sleepy eyes.

Whispering love.

“If you love me, prove it. I’ll prove it.”

I toss Blanc onto the big, fluffy bed, where there’s still room for two people to stretch out, and lay down on top of her in a crushing position.

The love story is a pretext.

She’s been tormenting me on the porch for so long, it’s only my turn to torment her.

…It always ends with me losing, but whatever.

I unbuttoned my top, leaving Blanc in a straddling position, and stripped down to my bra.

Blanc’s gray eyes locked on the revealing white, fishnet, lace bra, the hooks in the front and the bustling ribbon that adorned it, and I heard a small sound of swallowing.

Thong panties and lace lingerie on top, a stupid combination even for me, but

“I put it on just the way you like it, to show you, so,”

“Can you untie it?”

leaned down and whispered in her ear.

Small hands untied the ribbons, unhooked the hooks, and with a slight release, her large breasts spilled free, and I grabbed Blanc’s hands, which were cupping her breasts, barely able to contain them, and held them firmly above her head.

She submitted obediently.

I laced her legs with mine, and with my left hand, I gripped both her wrists firmly, and held them above her head, crushing them.

The sweet scent numbs my nose, paralyzes my reason.

With my right hand, I stroked the corners of her eyes, stroked her hair, untangling the gray strands, feeling the texture of a single braid, and kissed her faintly raised breast, laying my breast against her hardened nipple,
kissing her lips, her cheek, the nape of her neck, her collarbone, sweeping my breast over her breast, over her stomach, over her belly.

I savor the tingling sensation of my nipples brushing against her smooth belly, and finally, I kiss her belly button and release her upper body.

“…Do it to me, do whatever you want, as much as you want…”

She slipped the middle finger of his right hand between Blanc’s narrow, juicy, slippery crack as she sobbed and spread her legs slightly.

She presses her chest against her neck, squeezing, and circles her finger, eliciting a small moan, the tiny hole tightening as if to suck in her finger.

“Hmmm, yeah, ha… Haa… Hmph…”

Lips puckering and pouting, moaning with each reciprocating finger.

I shift my body slightly and bite her nipple into my lips, sucking and licking desperately, loving the feel of it.

I slip two fingers into her freed hole, stroking inside, spreading, flicking, and stimulating her hardened little clit with my thumb as I force her twitching, twisting legs to press between the bed and my body.

“Hhhhhhh…! Hic, hic, stop, stop, stop…!”

Her arms and legs flail about as she climaxes, spewing out her tide, and when I plunge my finger back into Blanc’s pussy, her hips lift and a shrieking moan escapes her.

Give me more.

But as she says that with her mouth, Blanc’s body tenses up, and she climaxes again and again on my thrusting finger.

“Haa… Haa… Haaaa…”

On the wet bed, feeling the afterglow of our climaxes, we lay on top of each other, half naked, with our bras half off, cuddled together, stroking each other’s backs, our breaths overlapping, our gazes exchanging.

“My wrists hurt… Are you satisfied now, hee hee?”

“Well, big sister, I don’t think you’re quite there yet.”

Blanc didn’t say anything, just stared into my eyes. For a long time.

“What are you thinking?”

“…Wisdom. Do you remember the day we first met, the day we were reunited as Wizard in Violet and Beasture Blanc, the first time we met each other as magical girls?”

“The day I confessed everything… the day we decided to go out, the day we fell in love. It’s also the day we decided to go out, the day we told each other we loved each other, so how could I forget?”

“Hehe, I’m glad you’re okay, I’m just a little, really a little anxious. I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing, if I’m leaving you alone when I know you’re struggling…”

I stroked Blanc’s hair as she spoke in a sobbing voice. A little emotional and good-natured, her usual self.

“And I’m afraid that you’ve changed, and I’ve changed, and I’m afraid.”

A tiny body snuggled into her arms, eyes watering, heart pounding.

Without warning, they kissed, lips to lips, cupping each other’s chests, tongues mingling.

“I love you, I love you, I love you…”

whispering their love in overlapping voices and moans, facing each other, stroking, touching, and prodding each other’s most precious places with their hands, and with their other hands, they cupped each other’s breasts, teasing their nipples, and mingling their lips again.

The only sound was the swishing of their tongues as they stimulated each other’s genitals, their bodies growing hotter and hotter, their breathing becoming ragged,

“Sister… I, ahhh… ahhh…!”

“Hmmm, hmmm… Ahhhh!”

And then a rush of pleasure stronger than any climax they’d experienced earlier in the day, and they lay there collapsing, consciousness flashing white.

“Haa… Haa…”

Crawling over the bed to me, her eyes completely lost to reason, Blanc approached my fallen form,
grasped my thighs, lifted one leg, and wedged my crotch between her legs, crack to crack.

Our juices mingle, sticky with transparent pleasure, and every time she moves her hips, clit rubs against clit, sending electric currents of pleasure through my body.

Leaning over slightly, Blanc’s hands cupped her breasts roughly, adding to the tingling pleasure, and an uncontrollable moan escapes her throat.

Wait, no more, hmmm…!

“Hmph, hmph, ahh,”

Stop, hmph, I’ve already gone, how many times already…

How many times have I already climaxed today, and even though I’m at my limit, I keep moving my hips and rubbing my pussy against Blanc, so the climax keeps coming, the climax keeps coming…

“You’re awake?”

“Heeeeeee?!”

Blanc’s voice woke me up, and the room was dark.

She must have turned off all the lights in the bedroom, because it was completely dark.

It’s dark, and I’m awake…?

“Hic…?”

“Tick, tick, tick.

I can feel Blanc’s soft fingers brushing against my lower belly.

As her healing fingers touch my lower abdomen, I can feel the flesh, inward, deep inside, to my womb, to my ovaries.

I can feel my shallow breasts against my back, the fluffy bed wrapped around one side of my body.

I’m sprawled on my side, and Blanc grasps the top of my pelvis with both hands, his fingers flicking the left and right sides of my lower belly, blind, my senses heightened by waking, and my brain converts the touch into pleasure.

“Sister? I can’t see, I can’t see, I can’t see…”

A sinking feeling in my chest.

No matter how I try, I can’t see, and only touch touches my foggy brain, which has melted into lust.

Reason paralyzed by swoon and climax.

Only the terror of not being able to see, of not being able to hold Blanc’s face in my eyes…

“Hehe.”

He laughs…

“With my magic, I can make you blind for a while. I did that last time, remember?”

Ah.

“Now, flick, flick, flick, flick, flick.”

“Hmph…?”

Blanc’s fingers flick, flick, flick, flick on my lower belly in rhythm with the sounds I make with my mouth.

My stomach rumbles with each touch of her fingertips, sending a surge of pleasure through me, and

I feel the sticky wetness between my crotch again.

“If I touch the egg with my magic, if I combine it with her egg, we could have a child.”

At those words, my dazed mind snapped out of its reverie, and my heart began to pound furiously.

I, me…her?

“Now, here, tap, tap.”

Starting on the side closer to her pelvis, both hands flicked, flicked,

“From the ovaries, down here, the egg,”

gradually moving toward the center, fingers cupping her lower belly.

“Hmmm…”

A violent sensation of pleasure, not unlike the stimulation of a pussy, not unlike the touching of a breast, rushes over her, and she falls back into a daze.

“Here, all the way to the uterus, where the egg meets the zygote, and settles in.”

Two tiny hands cupping the center of her lower belly, above where her uterus is, unable to moan, unable to breathe in or out, deprived of sight, her mind ravaged by pleasure.

“Now, if I flick here,” the hand caresses, tracing the silhouette of a womb faintly protruding against the skin,
“you will climax into the womb.”

Tap.

“Five.”

Tap.

“Four.”

“Ha ha… Haa… Hah… Hooah…”

Goosebumps rise on your skin as Blanc whispers the numbers in your ear, and your breath catches in your throat.

You groan as you expel all the air you’ve taken in, your whole body melting as the pleasure rushes from your lower belly to your entire body despite your protests.

A tap.

“Three.”

“Sis, hhhhh, please…stop…”

“No, you haven’t finished counting yet, so…”

Tap.

“Two.”

Brain cells screaming, sensation after sensation, climax after climax, and still the pleasure rushes through me.

Tsk.

“One.”

And,

Tap.

Blanc whispered something in my ear, but I didn’t hear.

I blacked out again, my whole body ravaged by the insane storm of pleasure I was experiencing for the first time, the sensation of electricity coursing through my frantically twitching limbs.

***

“That was too much.”

“But it felt good, didn’t it?”

There’s nothing to say when you come out so brazenly like that.

I thought about punching her in the back of the head, but instead I hugged Blanc’s body harder.

It’s warm.

The bath is full when we both get in, my chest pressed against her back as we cuddle.

It’s the same end of the night as always.

I must have walked into the bathroom unconsciously, because this time I wake up and we’re already in the bath.

Moving her arms down, she rubbed her thin breasts, nipples, and clitoris under the water, and Blanc shuddered wordlessly and then sagged.

“…Let’s get out of here.”

They stayed like that, leaning against each other’s body heat for a long time, letting the afterglow wash over them, before slipping out of the bathroom, drying off, changing into pajamas, and drying their hair.

With delicate manipulation of magic, I can dry my hair in an instant, but I wouldn’t trade the time I spend running my fingers through Blanc’s hair and blowing a cool breeze through it, because she’s been lazy lately.

I’ve been lazy lately.

I’m sure it’s the same for her.

“…I affirm you, I have since the beginning, and I’ll say it again and again. Whether you’re right or wrong, I affirm what you want, what you do, the sins you commit, all of it.”

“Blanc…”

Lying side by side in bed, kissing each other goodnight, eyes closing, Blanc said,

“So, don’t be so hard on yourself. I’m here for you. I mean… Always… Always…”

A small hand, limp.

The slow rise and fall of his chest, the steady breathing.

I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the fatigue creeping up on me, and closed my eyes.

I’ll only be asleep for a short time, but when I wake up,

I’ll check on my deployment, review my plans, and the new Obsidia… and confess what I told you then…
Blanc…