Date a Witch: Reborn as the Witch of Lust! (GL)
Chapter 48: ’Let us bathe together the next night’

Chapter 48: ’Let us bathe together the next night’

"Lila sat at the bed in her plain green sleepwear, hands clutching her trousers as she waited for Mel to finish showering.

Her body fidgeted as the pattering from the bathroom seeped into her ears, stirring unspoken temptation. Mel was right next door, wet and naked. She could almost imagine her lover’s aroused reaction, should she open the door and-

She shook off the perverted thoughts, mewls escaping her lips as her face flushed. No. She was not as perverted as Mel! If she couldn’t resist the temptation just tonight, how would she endure when the ’real moment’ came?!

Meanwhile, as Mel shut off the showerhead, switched to a simple pink sleepwear, and headed out, a System panel came into her view.

[ Envy was feeling uneasy about all her pent-up desires! Comfort her! ]

[ Envy Favourability: 97 -> 98 ]

Oh, poor Lila. With a chuckle, Mel walked over to her lover.

The Witch of Envy bit her tongue, stifling a gasp. A droplet of water trickled down Mel’s cheek, her face reddened by the shower heat.

Too sensual. As if every part of her skin prompted her tongue to taste it.

Mel paused in front of the flustered Witch, grinning. "Already can’t control yourself?"

She scanned her Lila, her body fidgeting with obedience mixed with unspoken lust. Her cute, blushing ears and trembling lips were divine, almost tempting her to push her down.

Yet Mel merely hugged Lila before plopping on the bed with her, arms firmly clasping over her waist. Saving the World came first, and she had a clear idea of how to use this situation.

Sorry Lila. Muttering inwardly, Mel’s palm stroked Lila’s back, whispering tenderly in the quiet room. "It’s alright. I almost want to attack you just now, too."

The Witch of Envy froze, the scent of flowers and shampoo tickling her nose.

Please. I can’t endure this anymore.

Her eyes welled up with tears before she nuzzled into Mel’s neck, savouring the scent to retain her sanity. "Mel..."

[ Envy was dangerously, dangerously holding back! ]

[ Envy favourability: 98 -> 99.9 ]

Mel blinked with a slight surprise, yet a bubbly warmth swelled in her chest.

Her palm traveled up her back, gentle and steady, before sliding into her hair for more patting.

Licking her lips, she muttered. "Lila. What were you studying earlier?"

The Witch of Envy burrowed her head further into Mel’s neck, her lips inches away from the trickling droplets.

Resisting more, she gulped. "The-the fundamentals of Magic."

Mel’s thighs settled cosily onto Lila’s, her finger brushing against Lila’s silky hair idly. "What was it about?"

Lila bit her lips before leaning further into Mel’s embrace, her hazy mind too muddled with lust for coherent words. "How... how originally, magic was embedded with meanings and such. How each skill and chant contains a story behind it."

Mel mused on Lila’s topic, and before she could tease Lila more, another unexpected message from the System appeared.

[ ...the Witch of Pride... sigh... the Witch of Pride invaded, again. ]

[ Pride shouted that she knew all about this history! ]

[ Pride bragged about her age, claiming no one in humanity knew more stories behind the chants than she did! ]

Very impressive, Miss Pride.

A jest almost escaped Mel’s lips, thanking the Senior Witch’s sudden interruption.

She let out a breathless chortle, before leaning in to peck at Lila’s forehead. "So? What are those stories about?"

Lila’s eyes widened a little, her mind reeling back a clarity almost too much to save. "Mm. Um... Mel..."

Deciding it would be a moment to rest instead of desire, she glanced up to meet Mel’s gentle, motherly eyes. "Nowadays, Magic was straightforward. A simple imaging of what the spells are, a simple utterance of what spells you need to cast. And..."

Drowning in Mel’s calming gaze, Lila stretched her arm to form a small ice sphere between them. It hovered above her palm, seeping out coolness that threatened no one, yet baring a serene beauty unique to the Snow Witch.

As Mel continued to caress her, Lila remembered something from the tome. "However, the chants used to be longer, filled with stories behind them, just to boost the power of the spells, if only a little."

The ice sphere then disintegrated into dust, floating into the nightly breeze.

Lila’s eyes squinted softly, a quiet, unfamiliar sentiment washing over her. "Nowadays, it’s better to cast more categorized spells rather than rely on one powerful chant. After all, enemies come in waves, not a single tide."

Mel’s eyes glimmered with interest. "Feeling a bit unfortunate?"

The Witch of Envy coiled in Mel’s grasp, like a little chick nestling close to its mother for warmth. "Not exactly. Just... that in the tales embedded in the [Long Chant], most end with some kind of tragedy as the finale."

[ Pride gasped, once again arrogantly bragging! ]

[ Pride explained that in the Mages’ Ancestral Eras, imagination was just as crucial as the sentiments derived from it. Tragedies, therefore, became the most straightforward way to evoke such emotions. ]

Mel nodded, her memory set adrift a little nostalgia.

Instinctively, she murmured. "Of course. Tragic endings were always the most memorable, even if our minds reject them."

As if her emotions were unrestrained, Mel’s arms and legs wrapped around Lila tighter, a silent promise to protect her from all harm from the World.

Her Lover’s Past life and End were mere CGs back in her Old World, yet here she was with the warmth and care she was all too used to.

Now, Mel was too afraid to let her go.

Sensing the slight shivers from Mel, Lila frowned. She recalled the memories of their kiss last night and how Mel had promised to avert others’ tragedies similar to hers.

Her emerald eyes peeked at the sweaty, glistening neck. Steeling herself with a deep sigh, she leaned forward.

"Hic!"

Mel gasped as a wet sensation traced her neck, her face flushed with slight shock, as Lila’s tongue tasted her skin.

[ Envy Favourability: 98 -> 101 ]

Greedily, she pushed Lila’s head further in, the slurping sound reverberating in her ears, prompting her memories back when the Saintess violated her mouth.

The Witch of Lust breathed out. "So... aggressive... Lila..."

Her hands tangled in Lila’s hair, pulling her closer as her neck pressed against Lila’s lips before flipping her onto her back.

Their eyes locked, passion sparking uncontrollably between them, filling the air with an electric impulse.

Mel’s breath was ragged, her eyes darkening to devour Lila.

Her golden gaze swept over Lila’s expression, the emerald eyes seemingly so lustful yet fragile, as she heard a muffled moan.

"Did I... comfort you?"

Then a realisation stormed into Mel’s mind. Lila had been trying to distract her from the bad memories just now.

"Lila..." Mel gritted her teeth before bending down rapidly and biting onto Lila’s lips.

"Mmm!" Lila writhed helplessly as Mel’s tongue intruded into her mouth. Mel’s kiss was rough and hungry, as if to suck out every bit of saliva inside her.

Lila’s eyes brimmed with tears, her arms clinging desperately to Mel’s back as she pressed herself into the kiss.

[ Envy Favourability: 101 -> 113 ]

Yet with a sad plop, Mel released Lila’s lips, her hazy eyes staring down like a predator holding back for the last bite on her prey.

She uttered, her voice calm yet repressed with yearning. "Lila. I thought of something."

As much as she wished to devour Lila whole now, Mel wouldn’t forget Rosana and the { Draconic Invasion } first.

So, with a somber, almost joking expression, she grinned. "How about I reward you more and more, the stronger you become as a mage?"

Lila’s eyes widened. She almost lashed out, pushed Mel back down, and claimed her every spot as a protest.

Yet she gritted her teeth. She was the one who promised first that she would grow strong enough for Mel.

And so, she exhaled exhaustedly. "Mm... okay."

[ Envy couldn’t help but be disappointed. ]

[ Envy Favourability: 113 -> 95 ]

Mel laughed softly, amused by Lila’s downcasted mood.

Still embracing her lover, the Witch of Lust tilted to the side to rest against the bed. Her arms pulled Lila closer as she uttered a promise. "Don’t worry."

She thought back to their childhood days. Despite Lila’s pervertedness earlier, the Witch of Envy was, in fact, a pure maiden who focused solely on taking care of her sick sister.

So naturally, she and Lila were rarely alone together.

A soft, understanding smile curled on her lips as Mel whispered against Lila’s reddened ear from behind.

Lila gasped, yet before she could respond, she felt Mel’s chin snuggled onto her shoulder.

The words from earlier banged in her already dazed mind, her heartbeats drumming faster than a wild storm as Mel’s warm, sleepy breath traced soft patterns along her skin.

"Let us bathe together the next night, as our first reward."

She coiled herself, resting her back against Mel’s chest.

Tonight would be a sleepless night. But somehow, Lila was more determined than ever to grow stronger.

[ Envy’s desire was converted to motivation! ]

[ Envy favourability: 95 -> 98 ]

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