When the Witch is Imprinted

“…… !”

It was not a very good morning.

Luce, who woke up from the warm sunlight as if being chased from a nightmare, realized that someone was hugging her from behind, and moaned a little. A stark sense of naked skins touching each other that it was embarrassing to look back. She was nakedly facing a man she didn't even know.

“Ummm.”

“Ha……!”

As the man, who was still sleeping, shook his body slightly, the genitals that had occupied her all night stabbed and stimulated her sensitive areas. Surprised that she fell asleep in an unfamiliar posture with a man who she couldn't even remember properly, Luce removed his sculptures rock-like forearms, and prayed that he would not wake up.

Please, please, let nothing happen!

"Phew…….”

Fortunately, he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and although Luce moved, he didn't even move.

'This is not the time.'

Luce recalled her plight and swallowed her dry saliva.

With her outstanding looks and eye-catching red hair and eyes, Luce's true identity was none other than a witch. Hearing the name alone, it seemed that they were capable of wielding evil powers or of being good at curses, but in fact, contrary to popular information, they were a human-like race that ate when hungry, slept when sleepy, and died of old age over time.

The difference from humans is that, without being taught, they are well versed in medicinal herbs and that they can perform minor magic. In addition, there was one feature that Luce hated the most: when she reached the age of 20, she had to share sexual intercourse with men regardless of whether they were humans or another species.

A witch's desires are similar to human sexual desires, but a little different. Unlike human beings, who do not endanger their lives even if they abstain sexual desires, their desires are similar to those of appetite and sleep.

This instinct gradually declines with age, and the cycle lengthens, so you can live without a relationship, but when you were young, you were active. Anyway, the witch Luce, who has just become an adult, whether she liked or disliked it, could not live without regular sex. That was the reason why she greeted the morning with a strange man in a place believed to be an inn.

There was only one minor problem.

People's perception of witches was still on the negative side, just as there was a terrible past called 'witch hunting' in the distant past. Luce, who was afraid of being caught as a witch, was not confident of seducing a man, so she somehow endured by taking medicine made by mixing herbs for a while.

It seemed to be holding up well thanks to the effort put into it, but unfortunately, after half a year, it gradually started to lose its strength. After a about a year or so, whenever a man came to the store - since she hadn’t slept with any man- whenever a man came in, her bottom got wet.

It was all because of this that Luce walked to an inn and tavern like she was being dragged away last night. She thought that if she kept abstaining like this, she would attack anyone.

However, despite her courage, there was no one in particular who shared drinks with her. Since she didn't have much time left to go back, she kept on drinking alcohol...….

‘I don’t remember anything after that.’

As for how she got here, she couldn’t remember as if someone erased only that part.

Why did you drink alcohol when you need to pull yourself together! I think I was lucky this time and passed it well, but there was a lot of risk of having to pay for it in many ways to solve it relying on alcohol.

'What if I ever let people know my identity? Ha, I'm glad the fire was put out, though.'

Let's reflect on that later. If I procrastinate and let him find my identity, I’ll be in trouble, so I have to get ready to go back...….

“Ah.”

Luce, who managed to remove the man's arms, put her hands on the sheet to separate the naked body. But he was in so deep that she couldn't easily remove the engraved penis.

"Ha……..”

As the burdensomely erect penis stimulated her by rubbing her walls at a slow pace, Luce unknowingly shook and let out a moan. She bit her lip right away, but the intense sensation she felt for the first time in her sober mind was so strong that it was impossible to ignore it, making her eyes dizzy.

“Ah, Ruby.”

‘…… ! Fortunately, I guess I gave you a pseudonym. I'm relieved for now.'

Luce checked the man's condition as soon as she was free. Perhaps the movement of the moment had stimulated him as well, the dark-haired man let out an audible low-pitched tone and frowned slightly.

‘…… My instincts are terrifying. It seems that I have good taste even while I am drunk.'

Luce's first opponent was a man who looked very handsome just by looking at his sleeping face. She has seen a lot of different people in the city, setting up her shop, but, I assure you, he was the first person to have such an admirable appearance.

‘Look at my mind. Is now the time to admire?'

Luce shook her head violently, got out of bed, picked up the clothes that had been taken off like thorns, and covered herself.

Why are there so many reddish marks everywhere, and why is it that if I use even a little of my muscles, I will hear a sound of pain regardless of my will?

‘Is sex like this?’

Do I have to do this until the day I die? It was already dark in front of her eyes.

No matter how much she squeezed her head, nothing came to mind, and she had no way of knowing what had happened to her last night, so she was afraid of everything. The red marks distributed throughout the chest was not itchy, but her throbbing body made her suspect that she had been beaten up last night.

'Still, a lot has been resolved.'

Luce realized that the energy that had tormented her so much in the past had disappeared, and she exhaled a little with peace of mind. It seemed that she could survive without the drugs she was taking to suppress it for a while.

‘Now we just have to leave.’

Luce, who was covered in the robe’s hood, staggered like a newborn beast, stood next to the man, then chanted a small spell and smiled in relief. Due to the limitations of her abilities, she could only unleash a small amount of magic, so she couldn’t erase what happened last night, but at least he won't be able to remember Luce's face at all costs.

‘That way, you won’t know who I am for the rest of my life.’

That was why Luce didn’t get too confused even though she had spent the night drunk. No matter what she had with the other person, Luce had to never be caught out that she was a witch.

“I will never see you again.”

With those words, Luce chanted a return spell and disappeared. It was a perfect getaway.

* * * (MTL by Pink Grapes)