CHAPTER 490: I AM AN ASSOCIATE PROFESSOR AND YOU ARE (2)

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Amelia had breasts.

Of course, she had a pussy too.

No matter how noble she seemed as a witch, her body was that of a normal human’s.

Then, there was her asshole.

Even after seeing it with his own eyes, Siwoo still couldn’t wrap his head around it.

It had lost its original purpose and turned into a vestigial organ so it was exceptionally clean. Its existence was a clear proof that she was, at the end of the day, used to be another human being.

Regardless, whatever Siwoo was feeling right now was nothing compared to what Amelia was going through.

Showing off the part of her body that most women would rather die than show off was already embarrassing enough.

And yet she was spreading it wide open.

Not only that, she was offering that shy little hole as a treat for his dick.

She couldn’t even begin to describe how filthy she felt to do this.

Considering that she was still carrying the delicate sensibilities of a noble lady and had only had sex with him once, she felt so shameful that her face felt like it was burning.

Back when she was being fucked doggy-style by Siwoo, she was already so conscious over the fact that her hole was twitching nonstop.

Perhaps she felt more embarrassed back then compared to when she strutted around with just a cloak on.

“I heard that you did it here with Ms. Odile and Ms. Odette...and the Witch of Fortune...”

Yet, despite that, to make it easier for Siwoo to slide in...

She spread her cheeks even wider, showing off her plump, usually hidden backdoor.

“I...don’t want to lose to them...”

Amelia simply didn’t want to fall behind anymore.

She craved the same kind of love that Siwoo had given those women.

That craving gave her the extra nudge of courage she’d been missing.

Normally, Siwoo would’ve talked her down.

Her asshole wasn’t ready for such a thing yet, and she really didn’t need to push herself like this.

He would have given various excuses, such as doing this outside as their first time might be a little too much.

But thanks to the perfume Amelia had carelessly used, Siwoo had practically turned into a wild beast, a stallion pumped full of aphrodisiacs.

His overheated brain flooded with memories of the past.

Amelia smirking at him while he struggled in the drainage ditch.

Calling him ‘Janitor’ with her cold voice, nitpicking him into misery over nothing.

Her pale neck and thighs he’d sneak glances at, him being too scared to stare outright in case she caught him and snapped.

That haughty, stuck-up Amelia who broke new records for rudeness every day.

Now, she had turned into a submissive little female, spreading her asshole with her own hands, begging for it.

In a back alley where anyone could see, no less.

Of course, him recalling those sour memories wasn’t because he wanted to drown himself in his lingering grudges or hatred towards her.

In a relationship, the hottest, most dick-hardening sex was a  make-up sex.

The rush of dominating a girlfriend who had been yelling her head off just minutes before and fucking the attitude right out of her was something one couldn’t explain properly unless one had felt it.

Like, for example...

‘Hey, Janitor, can’t you even clean properly? Useless.’

Amelia, who used to say such a thing...

‘Siwoo... I’ll tighten my useless little hole and clean Siwoo’s cock thoroughly...’

Said such a thing instead.

Siwoo, whose lust had reached its peak, instinctively recalled Amelia in the past, creating a ‘gap’ between her past and present selves.

It doubled his excitement, and his dick swelled up 1.2 times harder than usual

Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into his head.

“Ms. Amelia.”

Hearing her name being called, her shoulders twitched as her whole body flinched.

Siwoo reached slowly for her ass.

The cold touch of his finger made her hole quiver.

-Squelch...!

Thanks to him sucking on it non-stop earlier, her pussy was now a slick mess of juices and spit, parted to show its flushed insides.

He wanted to ram it in, to shove it deep.

But to savor this moment to the max, he needed one more thing.

“I’ve got a request.”

“A-A request...?”

-Whooosh!

Bluish light wrapped around Siwoo and Amelia.

A surge of powerful mana rippled through the air, leaving a faint wave of dizziness. When it faded, Amelia realized they had been transported somewhere else.

Dimension Shift. Siwoo had activated his spell.

Amelia looked around in bewilderment at the sudden change of scenery.

Tables and chairs scattered here and there.

Bookshelves stretched to the ceiling, packed with magic tomes, and a ladder nearby.

“W-Where...?”

This familiar place was none other than the library of Trinity Academy, where Siwoo had once been assigned as a slave.

Just like the alley, it was a risky place where someone could barge in any second.

To Amelia, who was still confused and bewildered, Siwoo made his request.

“Can you do it like back then?”

“B-Back then...?”

“Like when Ms. Amelia was an associate professor and I was a janitor.”

Amelia hesitated at Siwoo’s sudden request.

That time was the time when she couldn’t bring herself to acknowledge her own feelings and had taken them out on Siwoo instead, tormenting him—a time that she regretted the most.

So, with an uneasy feeling, she asked.

“W-Why...do you want me to...?”

“I want to dominate the old Ms. Amelia. So please, act as close to how you were back then as possible.”

Even after hearing that, she still didn’t understand what he was trying to do.

The link between makeup sex and a sense of domination was a tough concept for her to wrap her head around.

And so, she just took it as some kind of ‘role-playing’ thing Sharon had mentioned once.

The thoughts of getting ‘dominated’ by him didn’t exactly bother her.

So, she figured she might as well meet his expectations.

“I-I’ll try....”

She said with a nod.

It felt a little cheesy, but that didn’t matter.

If this could turn him on, that was enough for Amelia.

2.

After setting up on some acting pointers, they were all set.

Ready.

Action.

-Click-clack, click-clack

Associate Professor Amelia Marigold strutted in, her heels echoed as she hunted down the Trinity Academy’s janitor, Shin Siwoo, ready to nitpick him again.

Her icy blue eyes were fixed on him with a chilling stare.

“Janitor Shin Siwoo .”

Her cold voice dripped with scorn, sending a shiver racing down his spine.

The fear that was etched into his instincts from back then hit him harder and clearer than he expected.

Her ‘Amelia Fear’ rivaled a dragon’s aura, and was enough to almost kill his boner for a split second.

“I-Is this how it’s supposed to go?”

“Yes, you’re doing great.”

“This...feels weird...also embarrassing...”

Amelia peeked at him nervously, fidgeting with the edge of her wool cloak.

Meanwhile, he gave her a satisfied nod after sizing up her performance.

Her glare wasn’t quite as fierce, and her voice was softened a touch, but it was close enough to bring back the old her.

“Can you keep going?”

“...Yes.”

Unlike Siwoo, who was buzzing with excitement, Amelia seemed thrown off by the sudden roleplay.

But she had already decided to offer her ass outdoors, so she wasn’t going to back down now.

She took a moment to steady her breathing and dove back into character.

“Janitor, your job is to clean. That’s all you can do, and yet.”

She ran her finger along a spotless table, then blew off imaginary dust.

Her sharp, fault-finding glare started mirroring the past more and more.

“Pathetic.”

Amelia’s eyes wavered as she spat out the insult, as if she couldn’t bear to do this anymore.

But she swallowed her embarrassment down and pushed through with what Siwoo wanted.

“I sincerely apologize...”

”You always say you’re sorry, but have you ever actually made an effort to not repeat the same mistakes over and over again? These old books here might be basic, but they are all precious. Each of their pages hold a long history.”

Amelia stepped closer to Siwoo, who hung his head low.

It feels just like the old days.

There was an incomparable gap between merely imagining it and experiencing it for real.

“I can’t help but question your sense of responsibility, Janitor.”

With a displeased frown, Amelia poked Siwoo’s chest with her fingertip, jabbing at him.

Her words and actions only further stoked his urge to dominate her.

“I’ll fix it.”

“Fix it? How? You can’t even clean right. Do you think you can take responsibility for this?”

Amelia’s face, which had previously looked cold, began to turn red.

To be exact, she tried to hold the haughty old Amelia vibe, but the embarrassment of what would come up next was creeping in, and she couldn’t stop it.

“I-I’ll just have to show you how to clean properly myself.”

Then, she leaned on the table and stuck her ass out like before.

“Take out... y-your filthy dick, Janitor....”

Still mostly sane, Amelia fought through the wave of humiliation, desperate to meet Siwoo’s expectations.

Though her face was burning red, her tone and expression stayed true to the past.

Meanwhile, Siwoo whipped out his dick without hesitation.

“Done.”

It was like a clumsy scene from a cheap porno, filled with awkward acting.

Amelia spread her plump pussy lips wide with two fingers.

“I-I-I... Amelia Marigold... Will show you... How it’s done. I’ll even... C-Clean your dirty dick... perfectly.”

“Are you really okay with this?”

She had the urge to smack him for trying to ham this up, but she held back.

The fact that his kink would be more humiliating than herself offering her ass in an alleyway was something that she never expected.

“Are you ignoring me now? A-A witch... doesn’t make empty promises. Hurry up and put it in.”

“Understood.”

With that, Siwoo grabbed Amelia’s well-shaped hips...

-Thrust!

And slid his hot tip into her tight, winding pussy.

The cold air had left his dick dry, but the warmth and wetness of her insides enveloped him in pure bliss.

“Haaagh...! Ngh...!”

Outdoor sex always cranked the thrill of that first thrust to the max.

Especially in such a place where people might come and go even at night.

Amelia clapped a hand over her mouth, trying to stifle her moans.

-Squeeze! Squeeze

Her pussy clenched and unclenched around Siwoo’s cock, as if milking him.

Meanwhile, Siwoo relished in the tightness and pressure that was unique to her; a sensation that would never eased no matter how hard he fucked her.

“Janitor... Pay close attention.”

This was literally their second time having sex.

Taking his swollen cock in while standing up was no easy feat.

In fact, just halfway in, her legs wobbled like they might give out.

The anxiety that someone might see them turned into a thrilling sensation that made her hips tremble.

Humiliation, excitement, and a nostalgia trip back to the past, just like Siwoo wanted, started to envelop her.

Before she realized it, she had started rocking her ass on her own.