Chapter 21 Threesome or not???

"So, how about it? I won the bet, after all. This is a pretty generous compromise considering the trick."

"..."

Medea stared at me and the supplement for a moment.

She seemed to be weighing her options.

"...Specifically, how do I do it?"

I barely held back a laugh as I spoke.

"One bottle, you hold it in your mouth and pass it to me with a kiss. The other, you pour it between your cleavage, and I’ll drink it."

"You’re insane."

Medea didn’t even hide her feelings anymore. She openly showed her disgust toward me.

But a woman like her doing something erotic ’reluctantly’ is what makes it much hotter.

"How do you even come up with such perverted acts? Is there some kind of mating academy in the human world?"

"If anything, I’m self-taught. I’m kind of a genius."

"Genius isn’t a word used for that. There’s only one genius in the world, and that’s the Great Witch."

Reluctantly, Medea picked up the supplement and approached me.

"...Fine, come here. Let’s get this over with quickly."

Medea and I got close. She put the supplement in her mouth and held my face to keep me from pulling away.

’Come to think of it, this is my first kiss with Medea.’

I’ve seen her naked, gotten a blowjob, and a handjob, but kissing her for the first time felt strangely exciting.

"Mmm."

Our lips met.

Soon, the supplement flowed between our lips.

At such close range, I could see every pore.

Her body heat and breath felt oddly warm.

"Phew. Are you satisfied now?"

"You still have to do it with your breasts."

"...What exactly do I do with that?"

"Can you hold your breasts together like you’re giving a boob job?"

Medea held her breasts together as if giving a boob job.

A deep cleavage formed.

’Ugh! This is what a proper woman’s breasts look like.’

Maybe because they’re so big and firm, even her awkward hand movements created a perfect space.

’There’s something moving about these huge breasts.’

I poured the supplement between her cleavage.

Flinch!

Medea’s body twitched slightly, probably from the cold.

"Was it cold?"

"...Just hurry up and drink it."

She looked like she wanted to blast me away.

"Oh, after drinking one bottle, it feels a bit repetitive."

"You’re not planning to break your promise, are you?"

"No, not that."

I’ll drink it, but it’d be nice to do it in a more enjoyable way, right?

"If Medea begs me to drink the boob juice and adds ’Master’ at the end, I’ll drink it right away."

"Do you think I’d do something that crazy?"

"Isn’t the supplement leaking a bit from your cleavage?"

"..."

Maybe holding a whole bottle with just her breasts was too much.

The supplement was slowly dripping out from her cleavage.

The way it wet her stomach and navel was erotic too.

"Oh~ I think I’ll drink it if you say it quickly."

"...s."

"Huh? What was that?"

"I beg you to drink the boob juice, Master."

Medea said it like a robot without any emotion.

A rock would probably sound more heartfelt.

’It’s a bit disappointing, but she said it, so I’ll let it slide.’

Any more, and she might actually resort to violence.

"Then, excuse me~"

"Shut up and finish it quickly."

Smiling, I put my mouth to Medea’s cleavage.

’Can’t resist a busty maid’s boob juice.’

Even the nectar of the gods wouldn’t taste better than this.

I slowly drank the supplement from her cleavage.

Once the supplement was gone, Medea pulled away from me as if she’d been waiting for it.

"...The supplement dripping between my breasts feels disgusting."

"Oh, what a shame. Should I lick it clean for you?"

"Go die."

Not planning to let me lick her breasts, Medea wiped her cleavage with a towel herself.

That motion was oddly erotic too.

Big breasts make everything look sexy, don’t they?

’Too bad. It’d feel even better to stick my fingers or cock in that cleavage.’

Well, I’ll save that pleasure for later.

"Thanks, that was great. Let’s keep this up."

"...You’re not planning to do this every day, are you?"

"I’m fine starting with the bet again."

"...You really are a trashy human."

Medea said that and put her underwear back on.

’Taking it off is nice, but watching her put it on is fun too.’

I enjoyed watching her slide her panties between her legs.

Her smooth legs and firm ass were like those of an bikini model.

’She’s definitely fun to tease. Fucking her would be even better.’

The desire to stick my cock in Medea’s pussy and make her moan kept growing.

***

After drinking the supplement and finishing my studies, I had dinner with Circe.

Due to various circumstances, we hadn’t eaten together today.

We ate breakfast separately, and I skipped lunch.

So, we agreed to have dinner together, and I gladly met her at the dining room.

"Oh~ This is delicious."

"Our mansion’s chef is quite skilled."

The dinner dishes were quite extravagant.

Cream pasta enriched with crab meat.

A salad with truffles and special sauce.

Even a perfectly cooked veal steak.

Even to a noble like me, it’s a luxurious menu.

’Didn’t they say witches don’t worry about money thanks to their research and resources?’

That’s why the entire clan can focus on expensive magic.

’They can make dishes like this, yet they fed me eel and oysters all morning.’

Of course, those were pretty tasty too.

Good enough to eat every morning.

Eating her salad elegantly, Circe asked me, "So, are you getting used to life here?"

"I’m studying a bit for now."

"That’s admirable. When you have time, explore the mansion. There’s a lot of interesting things."

Circe smiled warmly as she spoke.

Even after getting fucked so hard, her eyes were full of affection and it’s literally oozing out of her eyes.

’Or maybe she’s like this because the sex was so satisfying?’

It’s a female’s instinct to be drawn to a man who makes her feel good.

"The mansion’s great, but can I go outside?"

"Hmm... Could you wait a bit for that?"

Circe looked troubled.

"Many witches aren’t used to men. They’d be startled if they saw you so soon."

"So they need time to get used to me."

"They’ll adapt soon, so there’s no need to rush."

"I’ll wait patiently. The mansion life is plenty fun already."

"Hehe. That’s a relief."

Honestly, even staying in the mansion keeps my days busy.

Fucking Circe in my spare time, teasing Medea, and studying magic makes time fly.

’I should start exercising again to keep my body in shape.’

There’s still a lot I don’t know about the mansion.

It’s time to take it slow and adapt.

’No need to rush. Like a baby take it step by step.’

I’ll need time to gain trust and leave this place.

For now, I plan to score points as a dutiful husband.

"I may not look it, but I was a noble outside."

"Right, you were. Is this lifestyle uncomfortable for a noble?"

"It’s more than good enough. That’s not what I meant..."

Gauging her reaction, I brought up the main topic.

"I’m worried about how busy my wife is."

"Me?"

"You’re my bride, but you barely have time to rest. If I learn magic, I can help with your work and lower your workload."

"Oh..."

Circe opened her mouth in slight surprise.

Then, she gave a bright, angelic smile.

"I’m so happy just hearing that. I really chose the right husband."

"I’m serious."

Helping Circe benefits me too.

It lets me get more involved in the witches’ affairs, which is essential for my plans.

"Of course, my skills are still lacking, so it’s a long way off."

"Hehe! Take it step by step. We have plenty of time."

"True. The most urgent thing is getting you pregnant, right?"

"Eek, haa? Ahem! Ahem! T-Talking about that so suddenly."

Is she still shy about these topics?

Circe’s white cheeks turned red.

"That’s something you shouldn’t rush either."

"I’m cumming inside every day, so it should happen soon."

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"

Now even Circe’s ears were red. She sipped her wine lightly, as if to calm herself.

"...Witches generally have a low chance of getting pregnant."

"Is that so?"

"As you know, witches pass down their lineage through magic. Reproductive organs are almost unnecessary."

This is an interesting story.

It’s my first time hearing this from a long-lived species.

"So, the biological reproductive ability of witches has degenerated considerably throughout the time."

"...I see."

"It’s not like humans where a single act can lead to a child. You have to beat extremely low odds."

No wonder Medea was making such a fuss.

Pregnancy itself is a difficult feat for witches.

’So that’s why she was so desperate to make me fuck as much as possible.’

I thought pregnancy would happen quickly.

It seems it’ll be a tougher road than expected.

’My plan to have a kid every 10 months to grow the witch clan is a bust.’

Conversely, does that mean I can fuck other witches too?

If there’s no risk of pregnancy, it should be fine.

’Well, Circe comes first for now.’

Even with a wife, there’s a main wife and concubines.

It’d be odd if the Great Witch’s pregnancy was secondary.

"My responsibility is heavy. I’ll work hard." I said solemnly.

"Y-You don’t have to do that. You’re already doing more than enough." Circe said with a flustered look.

"No, I’ll definitely get the Great Witch pregnant!"

"D-Don’t say that so loudly."

Circe lightly waved her hand, and a piece of salad flew into my mouth.

Is she worried someone outside might hear?

"

Munch

. In that sense, I’ll visit your room tonight too."

"...Weren’t you going to come anyway?"

"True."

Look at those huge tits and child-bearing hips.

A normal man can’t resist the instinct to want to impregnate her.

"I’ll make sure you sleep satisfied tonight, just like yesterday."

"...Tonight, I won’t just let you lead."

And when night came, "Mmm... Slurp... Suck...♥"

"Ah, that’s good. Use your tongue more to rub it."

"Hamm... Smooch...♥"

Circe buried her face in my crotch, eagerly sucking my cock.

Looking up at me with loving eyes.