Chapter 400 - My OC Stash #100 - Witches of Sin by Cambrian (Re:Zero)

-Been a while since i've read something from Cambrian, lo and behold a lewd Re:Zero fic~ YES! YES! YES!

Synopsis: In which a young man who styles himself as a magic researcher ends up stumbling headfirst into a relationship with the Witch of Greed. And yet, in stark contrast with her supposed Greedy nature... she's quite eager to share him with her fellow Witches.

Rated: M

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Posted on: forum.questionablequesting.com/threads/witches-of-sin-re-zero.13047/ (Cambrian)

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Chapter 1

Haru was, first and foremost, a magic researcher. No matter what anyone else called him, he preferred that title most of all. Sure, some might have tried to label him as some adventurer, or tomb raider, or opportunist. But those people didn't understand what he was trying to do, what he was aiming for. They didn't understand him or his desires, so Haru preferred not to give them the time of day.

Instead, the roguish young man focused on what was right in front of him at all times. The path he'd laid out for himself… he would see it through to it's completion, no matter what. That determination, above all else, was what categorized Haru as an individual. Meanwhile, as a magic researcher, Haru had one area of study that he focused on above all else. The Witches of Sin.

They were a heady subject matter… an almost forbidden subject matter at that. Even speaking the name of one of the Witches besides the Witch of Envy out loud was enough to bring the Cult down upon your head. Researching them? Well, let's just say that Haru had had a few run ins here and there… and could boast a small collection of cultist attire in his trunk for when he needed to go incognito. Just don't ask him how he came about that cultist attire. Luckily, dark colors hide bloodstains…

Regardless, Haru didn't much care for the Cult, and they didn't much care for him or his research. But that didn't stop him from doing it anyways. The Witches of Sin and the Great Calamity… it was all just too fascinating. He couldn't draw his attention away from the whole mystery, and lord knows he'd tried. He'd made an effort here and there to attempt to shift the focus of his research when he hit a few dead ends, but something always managed to pull him back in.

Now, here he was at Echidna's tomb. It wasn't the first time he'd been here, to be fair. Of course, last time he was here, he'd had to flee rather quickly because of some over-eager cultists who'd followed him. This time though, Haru had made sure he had no tail. Which meant he could spend as much time as he liked studying one of the only known locations that a Witch of Sin was interned within.

Echidna, the Witch of Greed. They didn't even know what she looked like… not really. There were some carvings around her tomb that MIGHT have been depictions of her, but who knew? All of the Witches were female, and there were multiple carvings. Were they all meant to be the same woman? Did they represent different Witches?

That was one of the things Haru wanted to find out. But just as he was getting closer, just as he was getting ready to begin his research, the young man received an… invitation. Not that this 'invitation' was one to be refused. Between one moment and the next, the world wavers and shifts around him. Haru recognizes the effect only because of the amount of research he's done at this point.

He knows more than most, which is how he knows that he's just been drawn into a Witch of Sin's Dreamcastle. Looking around the vast grassy field that he finds himself in, it doesn't take long for the young man's eyes to alight upon the table situated in the midst of it all. There's a woman sat at it, and Haru begins moving forward, even as he takes her in.

Long white hair, deep black eyes. Porcelain pale skin, covered in a pitch black dress. She looks… distinctly inhuman. Haru's breath hitches as he approaches. Could it be?

"Greetings. I'm not used to someone visiting my tomb twice in a row. Usually once is enough to turn most away. Won't you sit down for tea with me?"

Echidna, the Witch of Greed. Haru can't help but be a little overwhelmed as he finishes making his way to the table, accepting the seat that Echidna points out to him. The gorgeous white-haired woman has a thin lipped smile on her face as she c.o.c.ks an eyebrow, offering up the teapot wordlessly.

"O-Oh… s-sure!"

He was sharing tea with a Witch of Sin. He was having tea with the Witch of Greed herself! He had… so many questions! Ah, but they could wait. He needed to approach this carefully. He needed to make sure he didn't overstay his welcome. So, Haru stays quiet even as Echidna pours the tea and pushes the cup and saucer across the table over to him.

When she drinks, so does he, wanting to be polite, not sure what to expect from the taste. He's a little surprised at first to find that it actually tastes very good, only to come to the conclusion a moment later that of course it would taste good, Echidna probably made it out of thin air, given this was her Dreamcastle. Of course, that wasn't quite accurate…

"Do you like it, my guest?"

Blinking, Haru nods to her enthusiastically.

"Yeah, I mean, yes. Yes, it's very good. Oh, and my name is Haru. Sorry, I've been rude."

For a moment, Echidna just stares at him. He squirms a bit under that gaze, as she seems to truly be taking him in for the first time. Of course, what Haru had no way of knowing was that there was an almost universal way that people reacted to meeting with the Witch of Greed. When it came to normal people, Echidna's very presence injected overwhelming fear into them, to the point that most would start vomiting in her presence from sheer terror.

Haru was not a normal person though. He was a little broken inside, though he wouldn't have phrased it that way.

Slowly, coming to terms with this strange man in front of her, Echidna lets the corners of her mouth lift into a smug, teasing grin.

"That's good. I made it with my bodily fluids."

Haru pauses at that, but if she wanted more of a kneejerk reaction, she should have waited until he was taking his next sip. As it is, the magic researcher knows when he's being tested and toyed with at the same time. As such, he doesn't so much as hesitate to answer her smug grin with a smirk of his own, as he deliberately raises the teacup to his mouth and takes a long drink of the truly delicious tea within.

Once he's done gulping, Haru puts the tea cup back down and licks his lips as he enjoys the gobsmacked expression that's suddenly appeared on the Witch of Greed's face.

"The taste really is quite exquisite. What bodily fluid in particular did you use to get such a delectable flavor?"

Completely fl.u.s.tered by the sudden turn of events, Echidna answers without thinking, sputtering a little as she squirms in her chair.

"M-My saliva…"

… People liked to call Haru reckless and foolhardy. They liked to say he leapt in without thinking. These were the same people that labeled him as an adventurer or tomb raider, much of the time. But those people could go and f.u.c.k themselves. Every move Haru made was calculated and well-thought out, no doubt about it. Was it his fault he just happened to do his thinking faster than anyone else?

"Well then, I simply must try some of this sweet nectar directly from the source."

And with that, the roguishly handsome young man, wearing a carefree grin, stands up and moves around the table. Echidna doesn't immediately destroy him for his impudence, mostly because she's short-circuiting rather hard at the moment, but Haru takes that as permission to go ahead and capture the Witch of Greed's lips in a kiss right there on the spot.

His hand tucks under her chin rather gently as he tilts her head back slowly so that he can lean down and lock lips with her. His tongue is careful and questioning as it probes Echidna's mouth, but when she opens up for him, he's all too happy to take a mile, pushing his tongue into her mouth and making out with the shocked Witch of Greed on the spot.

Sure, some might have said he was dumb for doing this… but they didn't know everything he knew. The very fact that he had been summoned to Echidna's Dreamcastle like this meant he had captured the Witch of Sin's attention. If he wanted to stay alive and healthy, then it was in his best interest to make sure that said attention was positive.

But not by cowering like a weakling in fear of his life. No, he had to prove he was worth keeping around… and as much as Haru thought of himself as a researcher, there was no denying that he was a handsome young man who knew how to please a woman. And the longer that their makeout sessions goes without Echidna killing him, the surer that Haru is, that regardless of what else she might be, she IS a woman.

After about a minute of quite literally swapping spit with the Witch of Greed (and wasn't THAT a heady thought) Haru reaches down and grabs her by her h.i.p.s, lifting Echidna up out of her chair and onto the table entirely. He sits her down on the edge of it as she lets out a surprised, inquisitive sound into his mouth. Breaking the kiss, he kneels down right then and there, spreading her legs apart by the knees and beginning to lift up her dress.

He doesn't say anything, though he does give her another grin, which she responds to with a fl.u.s.tered blush, averting her deep black eyes away from his gaze and staring off to the side. And yet, when he lifts her dress high enough, her hands reach down to take the burden from him, pulling it the rest of the way up and holding it in place so that he has access to what lays below.

The s.e.xy black panties are a stark and gorgeous contrast to her porcelain skin, Haru must admit, even as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband and slides them down her legs, pulling them off and revealing her glistening, pink p.u.s.s.y lips. He admires her cunt for just long enough that she begins to get antsy, waiting for that moment when he hears the slightest noise from her, meaning she's about to speak.

"Wh-!"

And that's when he dives in, silencing her in an instant with his tongue in her cunt. Haru is nothing if not a gentleman, which means he not only knows how to please a woman… he knows how to put said woman's pleasure before even his own. It might be nice, getting his d.i.c.k sucked, but oral s.e.x was almost always a transaction, even more so than normal s.e.x. A woman sucks your c.o.c.k, and you feel beholden to her for the pleasure. Eat her out, on the other hand, and it's she who will be beholden to you.

Haru had every intention of making this experience one that Echidna will never forget, even if it's to end in his death. But, the young man does hope that it's not going to come to that. His tongue works in and out of her p.u.s.s.y, writhing this way and that, his head under the skirts of her dress now as he laps at her cunt. Echidna, in turn, whimpers and mewls at first, clearly attempting to hold in her voice.

But to no avail, as soon her wanton m.o.a.ns are filling the field that is her Dreamcastle, cries of pleasure lifting up on the wind. Haru is more than happy to have gotten such a tasty reaction from the Witch of Greed, but in truth he wants something even more delicious. So, he keeps at it, continuing to tongue out Echidna's cunt, performing the first cunnilingus she'd received in who knew how long. Perhaps her entire existence? She certainly seemed weak to this form of… persuasion.

Finally, he reaches his goal and receives his prize as she squeals and orgasms, her p.u.s.s.y juices squirting out all over his face. The Witch of Sin slumps at that, seeming quite tuckered out… but Haru knows better, he knows she's got more in the tank, and they're far from done. Pulling out from under her dress, the young man straightens up and once again captures Echidna's lips in his own, this time sharing the taste of her own p.u.s.s.y juices with her as they engage in a second extended makeout session.

However, he can tell there's a difference this time around. She's not just more responsive, she's more participatory. Echidna's kissing him back, this time around, her tongue dancing with his far more aggressively. When they finally break apart from this second makeout session, the Witch of Greed makes it abundantly clear what she's decided she desires, as she reaches down between them and unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his trousers, pulling his d.i.c.k right out of its confines.

Haru's breath hitches as her hands come into contact with his c.o.c.k. He's already half hard, but with her creamy soft palms on his member, along with the open air ghosting across his twitching, throbbing prick, he's at full mast in no time at all.

Echidna is in control right now, and Haru knows better than to push his luck. He lets her take the lead on what's to happen next and is in no way disappointed. Hiking up her dress over her h.i.p.s, the frenzied, horny Witch of Greed wraps her legs around his waist without a word, pulling him in close and causing his d.i.c.k to press up against her now-sopping cunt. With another pull of her legs, his d.i.c.k slides inside of her altogether, eliciting a wanton m.o.a.n from the Witch as her eyelashes flutter, her eyes themselves heavily lidded in arousal.

"F.u.c.k me, Haru. I want you to f.u.c.k me."

The first words they've spoken since he'd initiated that first kiss. It gives them so much more emphasis, and Haru finds that he really can't say no. Not that he wanted to in the first place, not that he would ever back out of a chance to actually couple with one of the Witches of Sin. With a grunt, he begins to f.u.c.k her, right then and there, thrusting into her as Echidna sits on the edge of the table, gasping and mewling and clinging to him with all her might.

Not just her legs, but her arms too, wrapping around his shoulders as she tucks her head into the crook of his neck. At first, it seems like she's burying her face there to try and hide the noises she's making, to try and stifle her own voice as he begins to f.u.c.k her hard and fast, as he begins to elicit… reactions from her. But soon enough, Haru feels a sucking sensation on his neck, and it becomes clear that Echidna is suckling at his flesh. She'll almost certainly leave a hickey behind, but it's not an unpleasant sensation, altogether.

Haru focuses on the task at hand though. He's buried ball's deep in a Witch of Sin. How the hell did he get to this point? In a moment of mid-coitus clarity, a very small part of Haru wonders if maybe all those people who called him reckless and foolhardy had a point.

… Nah, f.u.c.k that and f.u.c.k them. He wouldn't trade this moment for anything in the whole wide world! Grunting and groaning, Haru holds Echidna right back as he f.u.c.ks her there on the edge of the table, his hands sliding down to cup her ass cheeks just a little, his fingers slipping into the space between her dress-clad behind and the table itself and digging in.

His c.o.c.k feels like it's caught in a warm, wet vice. Echidna has to be the tightest woman he's ever been inside. She's amazing, and try as he might, there's no way he can last forever. Still, he makes sure to put her pleasure first. He manages to get her to c.u.m twice upon his c.o.c.k, before that second orgasm tips him over the edge and manages to successfully milk him of his own load.

Blowing his load deep inside of her, Haru grunts, even as Echidna cries out. Neither of them is really in any position to be standing at that point… but luckily, Echidna's forgotten chair is right behind Haru, as he falls back into it. Echidna goes with him, his c.o.c.k still firmly lodged in her p.u.s.s.y and her limbs still wrapped around his body.

They land together in that chair, and the Witch slumps into his chest, clearly exhausted but also quite satiated with the intense f.u.c.k.i.n.g she just received. Or at least, Haru hopes so anyways. Because if not, he's pretty sure he's about to die. And yet, he's still not afraid. He's never feared death, to be fair. He's always been… a bit of a daredevil, he can admit that much at least.

If this is how he dies, with his c.o.c.k buried in the most beautiful woman he's ever met after he just managed to have a face to face talk with THE Witch of Greed… well, Haru is fairly certain that he's perfectly fine with that.

"You're going to stay with me for a bit, alright? After all, a man as curious as you… I'm sure you'd like to meet my fellow Witches, wouldn't you?"

Haru's eyes go wide at that. Really, it's not so much an invitation as it is a demand. She's clearly not looking to take no for an answer. Maybe that should worry him more, but it doesn't. After all, the Witch of Greed is handing him his wildest dreams on a silver platter. Really, there's only one response to give, at this point. Luckily, it's also a one hundred percent truthful response.

"… I would indeed like that very much."

In response, Echidna just smiles and tucks her head back into his neck, nuzzling him. At the same time, she starts to gyrate her h.i.p.s around on his c.o.c.k, bringing his member back to life in no time flat. It looks like he'll have to wait to meet the others. The Witch of Greed isn't quite done with him yet.