Volume 2 Chapter 60 Witness II ♥※Be Careful Of Wetting
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Kian!? Wh-what are you doing?!”
”I was just picking herbs to put in the bath, as you can see, and was about to take a bath.”
”You should pick them closer to the bathroom!”
”I’m sorry. I’m reflecting on it. I promise I won’t do it again.”
”W-wait, seriously! Be careful, okay!”
After saying this, Christy quickly walked away towards the depths of the medicinal herb garden.
It seemed she didn’t want to see Kian’s n*ked body.
But this wasn’t amusing.
Kian wished she would lose her composure like a shy maiden, or even better, lash out in anger.
If things continued like this, Kian would be the only one losing out, especially since his dick was getting hard.
He couldn’t let her escape.
So, Kian called out to her in a loud voice.
”Christy, wait a moment!”
”…What is it? Is there something else? Hurry up and put on your underwear.”
”What about our promise this morning? You said we’d have sex when you got back.”
”Look, Ms. Serena is here. There’s no way we can do that.”
The black-haired witch turned around, furrowing her brows.
”She’s asleep upstairs, right?”
”Huh? …Yeah, I guess so…”
”Then there shouldn’t be a problem.”
”There is! Our toilet is in the basement! Even if we do it in the training room, what if she hears noises and comes down to check?”
”……”
Kian had the audacity to wear a magic vibrator and present herself to Maribel, yet now she was pretending to be shy.
It was ridiculous.
Kian quickly closed the distance between them, embracing her slender body and capturing her lips.
”Mmmpphh!? Nnnn…”
He slid his hands around her back and gradually lowered them towards her small buttocks.
As his fingers brushed against the soft curve of her butt, Christy came to her senses and squirmed out of Kian’s grasp.
”St-stop! I told you, no!”
”We can have sex in a place where you can cover up even if Serena notices us.”
”There’s no such place in this underground! Every room is an open space! Come on, if you get it, just give up… I’m holding it in too.”
”What, is Christy frustrated too?”
”Don’t say it like I’m in heat… Anyone would feel pent up after a kiss like that in the morning.”
”Hiring Serena was a mistake in a lower-body sense.”
”What you’re saying is the complete opposite of morning…”
Christy said this with an exasperated tone and turned her back on Kian, walking away.
Kian placed the herbs down and quietly stalked after Christy.
”Hey, wait!”
”What is it?”
”It’s not ‘what is it.’ Go over there! I’m going to the bathroom!”
”I figured as much. Let’s hurry before you wet yourself.”
”Huh? What do you mean by that?”
Pushing Christy’s back, who looked shocked, he moved towards the square building made of stone walls in the herb vineyard.
The sound of water flowing underground reached their ears.
Maribel’s mansion had a toilet that was a bit of a mess, dropping waste from the tower to the grass below, but Christy’s house had a flush toilet.
Kian took Christy into the innermost toilet of the 3 stalls and locked the door behind him.
”I forgot to ask, is it a number 2?”
”…Do I really need to answer that?”
Christy forced a smile, veins popping on her temple.
Not raising her voice in anger like usual was probably because she had to pee.
Her thin legs under the white, light nightgown rubbed together restlessly.
”Hurry up and get out! Please…”
”Don’t worry about me. If you need to go, just go.”
”I can’t! I can’t pee in front of someone!”
”Haven’t we done lewd things many times before?”
”That’s completely different from being seen while I go! It’s smelly and dirty… I don’t want to be seen. Please, just go out!”
Christy’s voice was gradually losing its composure.
Her posture had her leaning forward, and her breasts, under the influence of gravity, were sagging.
The thin fabric of her nightgown made her chest’s weight even more noticeable.
It was very erotic, but if things continued like this, she’d end up having to clean the toilet floor thoroughly.
Kian grabbed Christy’s nightgown, and despite her weak resistance, he stripped her down to her underwear (“Wait, stop! No, don’t!”).
Christy was wearing black chemise and black panties today.
The fabric was thin, and as for the bottom, her pubic hair was slightly visible through it.
”Ugh…”
”Using your arms to cover your body is useless. Look, I’ve lifted the toilet seat. Sit down first.”
”No, no, this is so embarrassing! Please leave!..But if you do, people outside will notice that I’m undressing!”
Her last words were in response to Kian hanging the stripped nightgown on the door of the individual room.
As Christy had worried, if Serena happened to come by, she would definitely become suspicious.
”~~~~~~~”
”Aren’t you going to take off your underwear?”
She leaned her back against the entrance of the individual room.
Christy clenched her fists and glared at Kian with tears in her eyes, but soon gave up and slowly reached for her underwear.
* * *
The toilet in Christy’s house had a unique design, with a step and a rectangular hole at the back of the individual room.
When using the toilet, one would sit on the step with the hole.
Below, there was an underground waterway, making it dangerous to fall in, but it was cleaner than toilets that stored waste.
On the wall near the step where one would sit, there was a moss and aroma-infused candle for wiping.
A bundle of dried herbs, woven like a wreath, hung on the wall.
The space was simple yet calming.
However, Christy’s bladder was on fire as she sat on the toilet.
(Is he some kind of pervert for wanting to see me pee!?)
She was only wearing a chemise that covered her upper body.
And feeling exposed, she closed her legs together.
She also inserted her hands to cover her crotch, which wasn’t wearing anything.
”Just sitting on the toilet normally won’t let you pee without being seen, will it?”
”Y-y-y-y-you don’t have to look. I mean, I can’t… if you’re watching…”
”But I’m already seeing you squirt all over the bed, aren’t I?”
”S-stop… I-it’s not pee! It’s gross and smelly, so why do you want to see it? It’s so weird!”
”I want to see you pee, but more than that, I want to see you embarrassed like this.”
”N-no, stop!”
Christy tries to wriggle away from the man who kneels beside her on the step, his hand reaching for her crotch.
But before she can escape, his strong arm grabs her crotch, and his fingers start gently massaging her labia, moving back and forth.
”Ah… n-no…”
Her face turns bright red, and she looks down.
The sound of trimmed pubic hair rubbing together echoes in the private room.
She doesn’t like this.
It’s embarrassing.
Her body, trained by the perverted monk for the past few days, is becoming more and more sensitive to gentle stimulation, and she can’t help but relax.
Christy instinctively knows she can’t escape.
(B-But…)
”Ah…”
Tears well up in the corners of her eyes.
(I don’t want him to see me peeing myself…)
Despite Christy’s will, her thighs, resting on the toilet seat, slowly part.
The man’s fingers, except for the index and middle finger, gently tickle her dry slit.
The pink slit, hidden in the black pubic hair, is massaged by his fingers.
His fingertips press down on her clitoris through the hood, and a hot breath escapes her.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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