Date a Witch: Reborn as the Witch of Lust! (GL)
Chapter 36: Tongue Kiss; Marks of Possession

Chapter 36: Tongue Kiss; Marks of Possession

Mel pushed Lila’s back roughly against the wall, their mouths biting into each other with a desperate hunger.

Mel’s palm slipped through Lila’s hair, their panting breaths escaped as Mel’s head tilted for every angle. Her lover’s lips carried the salt of their steak, yet held a sweetness like moonlight on the night Mel entered this world.

She nipped Lila’s lip, savoring every bit of the sensation. Every press of their lips ignited her passion, revealing pleasures she’d never known.

Lila’s soft whimpers escaped as Mel deepened the kiss, her hazy mind jolting as she struggled to hang onto Mel’s shoulders.

In their heated passion, Lila’s back scraped against the wall, the back of her dress sliding with a soft rustle.

The fabric’s soft swish carried a gentle caution as Mel released Lila’s lips, their foreheads still pressing together.

Her golden eyes searched Lila’s face, the blush staining her cheeks was the most delicious treat, while the subdued hiccups between her breaths became an unbearable beckoning.

"Lila." This time, the Witch of Lust wished to make an exception.

She has been relishing Lila for herself for a long time, which brought unbearable satisfaction for the Witch of Lust.

But as much as it is her memory, it is also Lila’s.

So for the first time, she muttered. "Would you like to try taking the lead?"

Lila gasped exhaustedly. In her view, Mel’s golden eyes bore a soft sincerity she had never seen before.

Her fingers clenched and clung to Mel’s back, her darkening desire wavering at a simple doubt.

"But I-I..." Lila stammered. "I don’t want to disappoint you, Mel."

Her voice is a husky whisper. It is as if her bare self will be exposed with one kiss, one permision to take control.

Mel merely chuckled. "It’s alright. I would never dislike it. Dislike Lila. Besides..."

In Lila’s distraught Emerald eyes, Mel’s lips opened like a cavern that lured in prey.

"Your lips were the only ones that had tasted me, Lila."

Mel’s tongue glistened in a warm, glowy orange, as if draped with a veil of molten honey.

Lila hissed.

[ Envy favourability: 101 -> 104 ]

And lunged herself forward.

The Witches’ lips collided, their chests colliding and squishing against each other.

Lila’s hands wrapped around Mel’s back, her lips latching onto Mel’s however she could, like a child eagerly pecking for a sweet treat.

Instead of control, she felt only a surge of comfort, as if she had submitted rather than Mel.

So, her tongue finally dug into Mel’s lips, an innocent gesture for marking her territory.

Clumsy and inexperienced, her tongue fumbled to explore every inch.

Wet smacks echoed in her ears. Mel’s satisfied hums were a balm to her soul.

Eventually, without knowing, Lila closed her eyes, moaning with every wet smack in Mel’s mouth, forming a soothing lullaby that drowned her mind in serenity.

"Mel... Mel..." She uttered, tears tracing a path along her red cheek. "I love you... I love you so much..."

Mel chuckled, her tongue trembling against Lila’s as she gently tightened their embrace.

Lila leaned onto Mel as much as she could, time passing in a tender kiss and hug. She didn’t know why she sobbed, why she felt a moment of weakness.

[ Envy favourability: 104 -> 107 ]

She just never wished to let go of this warmth. Never shared this warmth with anyone.

Upon such a thought, her eyes fluttered open, clarity reeling back her sanity as she pulled back.

A string of saliva attached to both their lips, an unspoken bridge of arousal and longing.

She stared into Mel’s eyes, golden and glittering brighter than the sunset, eyes that illuminated her life and brought her out from the shadows of loneliness.

"Mel." Lila has decided. Mel has allowed her to be selfish after all. "You promised me something more than a tongue kiss, right?"

Mel blinked, surprised at Lila’s forwardness. A tease almost came from her, before she held back.

"Of course." The Seducer’s eyes curved.

The Witch of Envy’s hands clutched tightly on the back of Mel’s pink dress, then slowly loosened.

Her hands reached up to Mel’s shoulder sleeves. "I’m glad."

A mischievous smirk, not unlike her lover’s own, adorned Lila’s expression. "Please don’t blame me for what I’m about to do next."

Mel’s eyebrow twitched as her collar was pulled down.

Without warning, Lila’s body bucked upwards.

And she bit onto Mel’s right shoulder.

A faint blush spread across Mel’s face. Not as deep as Lila’s now, but enough to hint at an embarrassment.

Lila nipped at the skin before sinking further in, marking Mel with a burning sting of possession.

Mel gasped a little as the teeth withdrew, only for them to bite again, then again, then again.

Each small red mark was like a mosquito bite, sending a tickling shiver down Mel’s spine.

Satisfied, the Witch of Envy finally drew back, admiring her marks on Mel’s skin.

The taste was just as she expected. Smooth, milky, intoxicating. Like a dessert savoured without a second thought.

"Listen now."

Lila surprised herself. Her voice never carried this much authority.

Yet, as if it were natural, the Witch of Envy merely declared.

"I know. I know now that you came to this World to save many others, just like me."

It was not a surprise to Lila. She has speculated on it for a long time.

Each word stirred anxiety within her. What if one day, she was not abandoned, but forgotten amongst the sea of beauties that would approach Mel?

"I will not stop you, because it is that purpose that led you to me, that saved me."

Yet, Lila felt it hypocritical to deny Mel the chance to save others, especially when Mel’s determination saved her.

"But I won’t allow them to take my place. I will become strong enough, reliable enough that you won’t find anyone but me to turn to."

Mel’s eyes shook as they met the Emerald eyes that had a hint of a darkened obsession.

"So know that it is I who allow you to save them. Know that it will be me who allows you to love them."

[ Envy favourability: 107 -> 121 ]

"Because by then, I will occupy your every thought."

[ Envy favourability: 121 -> 134 ]

"And devour every last drop of you."

[ Envy favourability: 134 -> 145 ]

Mel’s eyes flickered with hesitation, mulling over Lila’s bold declaration.

And she giggled in relief.

Lila shuddered, Mel’s soft laughter a soothing charm that eased the intense emotion that consumed her mind.

Sneakily, Mel’s palm smoothed over her skirt, clinging to her thighs.

In an instant, she swooped Lila up.

"Ah!" Lila yelped as her thighs quickly hooked at Mel’s waist, before her back slid against the wall again.

The Witch of Lust leaned in, pink hair fluttering to form a curtain for Lila’s flushed cheeks.

Mel murmured. "Hey, Lila." Her hot breath stirring goosebumps.

Tears of shame trickling down her eyes, her courage from before shaken by the mere calling of her name.

"Thank you." Mel sincerely smiled. "Thank you for everything."

[ Envy favourability: 145 -> 151 ]

The Witch of Lust leaned forward again, capturing Lila in a bruising kiss.

Her tongue darted out, twirling Lila’s tongue in the air before slipping inside. She sealed Lila’s entrance, muffling against her whimpers in a dominant desire.

When she felt it was not enough, she collided their chest together, probing deeper into Lila’s mouth.

[ Envy favourability: 151 -> 178 ]

"Mel...ah..."

Their lips locked for the entire sunset. In that moment, Mel’s mind belonged wholly to Lila, just as her Envy desired.

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As Mel guided the exhausted Lila hand-in-hand to leave the park, the moon was already rising from the horizon.

The couple walked down the street, Mel’s steps steady and casual, while Lila’s faltered with exhausted and shy stutters.

Their shadows were cast long against the ground, the pedestrians around stopping in a daze of their beauty, before walking away to clock out for the night.

"Hehe..." Mel whistled. "We should do it more often."

Lila, mustering up what remained of her strength, grumbled. "Well, I’m glad someone is enjoying it."

[ Envy calmed down, finally. Whew, the meter almost broke because she was too aroused! ]

[ Envy favourability: 757 -> 91 ]

Mel mused at the panel. For every whimper or bite on Lila, Lila’s favourability rose. She wondered if the measurement was based on something else, rather than simply ’affection’.

Putting that amusement aside, she turned to Lila. "You too. Did you enjoy it?"

The Witch of Envy avoided her gaze, feeling a familiar heat on her cheeks. "Don’t make me say it out loud, dummy?"

"I’ll take that as a yes, then."

Mel’s clutch on Lila’s hand tightened, and Lila’s face bloomed into a crimson red.

Lila drilled her eyes onto the ground, wishing to disappear right now. First the ’Hostage Situation’, now an ’Outdoor Tongue-kiss’.

She was utterly ashamed at their perverted antics, and yet at the same time, couldn’t help but crave more.

Her free hand clung tightly to her skirt. She promised herself she would never confess that she liked it, even if Mel forced the words out of her!

Meanwhile, as Mel admired the tomato cheeks she was all too familiar with, she received a sudden <Telepathy> from a catgirl maid.

Master.

Oh. She relaxed her shoulders. Glad you’re alright, Nyxia. How’s the tracking?

...

A silence was perpetuated. Mel, instantly sensing something was off, frowned.

Master. Please look ahead, carefully.

Ahead?

Mel shuddered a little, pausing in the middle of the road.

"Mel?" Lila tilted her head, unaware of Mel’s inner turmoil.

The Witch of Lust froze, spotting a white hood with delicate patterns standing amidst the passing crowd.

Her eyes were shaded beneath the hood, grey hairlocks peeking out to reveal it was a woman. The tips of those hairs bore strange blackened burns, as if the scorch marks had accompanied her harsh journey all those times.

She wore a white vest paired with a hood, and a black skirt that stretched just above her chest. Starred silver patterns adorned the fabric, shimmering like unreachable constellations.

Bizarrely, the crowds walked by her, ignoring her presence despite the strange aura she radiated, and the faint scent of <Ash> that flowed in the breeze.