Chapter 160 Backyard. 2 R18

"Haaa, haaa...ugh, my body is..."

Amelia, now shaking her body from the climax, breathed hard as she tried to expel the heat from the sensation that was new to her.

Her partner, on the other hand, is here raring to pounce.

By the way, that partner was me.

"Hey, wait...kuh!"

I put my hands around her and flipped her body over. This caused her to land my hand onto her breasts, making Amelia let out a nice yelp.

It seems that her body is not showing signs of rejection, which is a very good thing for my cause.

"There's no time to rest, Amelia."

I said this, and Amelia's eyes sharpened its gaze, as if she had finally noticed my presence.

"Oh what's this? Are you trying to butter up to me, calling me by my name? Very well, I'll forgive you this once. Just think of this as your last meal before I make you suffer in humiliation later."

She spoke in a sharp tone, but even from there I could feel her indignation in between.

"Kukuku, to think you have still the energy to be arrogant, what a cheeky woman."

The higher you think you are, the harder you will fall.

Don't blame me for paying you back later on.

Right now, Amelia's body is yet to recover from her climax, but that won't matter to me because she's "receiving assistance" from my body manipulation spell.

As evidence, even though she's tired, I still managed to get her to her knees and raise her ass in front of me.

Before that, I stood on my knees and took out my meat stick.

"...Haa, hawawa...what the hell is that thing?"

Even though she already has thorough knowledge about it, it seems that Amelia has yet to see a cock in its flesh.

I couldn't help but laugh as it somehow broke her prideful face as she observes me on the back.

Still, I can't deny that her 'first reaction' also excited me.

"You still have the chance to say no."

"You wish. Or are you afraid of the consequences that will happen, oh Mister? You can start begging now."

"Oh? How about this then?"

I started aiming my angry rod towards Amelia's hips.

"Wait...are you kidding?"

"I'm serious."

I grabbed her hips and pulled her to my waist.

"Wait, it's impossible! It will definitely tear-!"

"Don't worry. I assure you the only thing it will tear is your hymen."

It's true that mine is big, but never in my experiences that I tore a woman's pussy apart.

Otherwise, women must require splitting their own stomach while giving birth. Even I don't want to imagine that.

Besides, she is a woman I plan to enjoy many times in the future.

Aside from the fact that I can't bear putting her on any harm, it would be a shame to rough up her precious body and render her useless for a while.

"If you don't want to get hurt, you might want to stay put."

"That..."

Disregarding her despair, I finally hit the tip of my meat stick into Amelia's entrance.

I could feel her love juices dripping, a sign that she's feeling good despite her annoying ego.

"I will be taking your precious virginity. Are you sure you don't want to stop?"

"Do your best, I'll never succumb to you!"

"I see. Well then."

Amelia braced herself for the upcoming sensation that will change her life, closing her eyes filled with tears on the sides.

And the sensation she had been expecting... it ever happened.

She opened her eyes and looked back, only to see me, fixing up my suit and clothing, as if preparing to leave.

It may have a full tent inside my pants, but I guess I'll just have to rub it out in one of the girls later when I get back.

"You...why?"

"Why, is it? Because I don't want to. And clearly, you don't want it either."

I removed my body manipulation spell, making Amelia plop softly on the grass she's standing on.

"Oh, so you're just afraid of the consequences, but you can't say it because of your pride. who's the prideful person now?"

Amelia stood up and declared. Then, she turned around and faced me.

I in turn, approached her as soon as I buttoned my suit.

"...Amelia."

"Oh, so approaching me because you can't take reality? I know you're nothing but a big perv- Kyaa!"

However, to her response, I took one of her arms and raised it on the level where both our eyes can see.

"You're shivering, which means, you're afraid."

"You...ha! Me, shivering because I'm afraid. It's only because I can't hold my laughter of you being a hypocrite!"

"You...Never mind. Anyway, I have lost my interest in you. I have released you from your restraints, and now you're free to go."

"...But what about our deal?"

"Let's just take it as a draw. I won't tell them about your offense, and you won't tell them about what we did here. Let's just leave it as that."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...and? Why aren't you leaving, Miss Burness? Don't you know which way to go?"

"...at that."

"Hm?"

"Leave it, just like that? Because I'm afraid? Don't joke with me!"

All of a sudden, Amelia removed the restraints on her hands and launched herself to me.

I caught her body in order for her not to get hurt…well, I was about to, but all of a sudden,

"Die, you perverted teacher!"

She twists her body and launches herself backward, pointing her hand at me while trying to cast a magic spell.

However, in the middle of its materialization, Amelia's spell went 'poof'.

"Why!? Even though my restraints have been released!"

She could only blurt out.

"Because you are not concentrating on your spell enough. If you don't calm down your anger, you won't see results, no matter how hard you try."

I explained in a thorough tone, one I often use when discussing with my students.

Magic spells, you see, is a diverse system.

Though it only requires one to have mana; it requires creativity, concentration, tedious practice and proper guidance to do it well.

And even if you do it well, it doesn't mean that you can master it at my level, as there are also different factors that influence the growth of spells, such as compatibility, bloodlines, talents, and so on. In other words, as different persons have different adaptabilities with regards to magic.

However, that doesn't mean it can only be limited to the body you possess. You can also use different ways to boost your abilities. Some use powerful mediums when casting magic, like drawing magic circles on scrolls, creating concoctions and the like.

Some just enhance their creativity and practice continuously to simplify the chant like the majority of the teachers in the campus.

These people mentioned above, who practice and utilize magic as a form of specialization, are called Mages.

Of course, there are people who can cast them without any incantations and no assistance of any mediums, just because they are from a special bloodline, they have compatibility with a spell, or because they are just talented. These 'geniuses' are called Wizards, and are treated as more superior than the two.

Being different from the common mages, these wizards are well respected among others and are in demand for any country for their skills.

However, only those wizards who have went beyond the extraordinary and have proven their worth to the country have the 'right' to enter the 'Courts', a special seat only to those of the highest echelons of the Magic users of the country.

Because of these differences in levels, Amelia, who still uses a magic circle to cast spells, is undeniably no match for me. But of course, it's not like my skills just came out of the blue.

With persistence and hard work, as well as creativity and practicing on countless mediums, it is possible to attain something near to what I am today, if you don't mind to sacrifice a lot of time and investment on your pocket, that is.

Still, it's not that impossible for someone of Amelia's caliber to match me in no time. I am not some sort of God, so if she were to do a series of tedious practice while enhancing her creativity and using good mediums for magic, she may surpass me at least in magic category.

it doesn't deny, however, the fact that Amelia is lacking all of this as of this moment.

Well, even if she doesn't, she will still find it difficult to cast spells in this situation.  She was just too agitated to think properly. After all, I have hurt her feelings in the topics which she took pride the most – her capabilities in magic and her pride as a woman.

"To shoot a magic spell at this point-blank direction, you have to put more soul into it, Amelia."

"Soul? What the hell are you-"

"Soul is the source of creativity, and Creativity is the 'blueprint' for you to materialize your spell. If your soul is affected, or afraid, in which it is what state you are in now, you can never materialize your spells, and what's worse, you may end up losing control of yourself due to the lack of direction of your mana."

"Me, losing control of myself? Hahaha. I'm a genius! How can I lose control of myself? …wait, maybe it's you! You should have put some kind of trap here to prevent me from using my spells! Ha! I caught you now, cheater! To think your title is nothing but a fluke! Just admit you are weaker than I am!"

"...sigh. why are you so obsessed of proving that you are better than I am?"

"Because I'm better than you! And stop with that pitiful look of yours already! Or is it because you are scared of 'losing yourself' over my body?"

What an irrational woman.

I spoke out loud in my mind.

Her magic talent that was the one and only thing she could trust.

I'm sure that she's devastated now, seeing that the things she took pride in herself were rendered useless so easily.

"I'm sorry that your magic can't help you anymore."

"Why...why are you apologizing?"

"It might have been a shock to you, that someone has surpassed you before you have even reached the peak."

"Hmph. Big words. I can surpass you as long as I got ti-."

"You already realized what I'm capable of. You won't beat me no matter what you do."

"But in the future, I...I..."

The light disappears from Amelia's eyes as she gradually got confronted with the undeniable reality.

She, right now, is nothing but a powerless lady.

"This is why I said you're aim is too high."

"Then...what do you think I should aim for? Magic, magic is all I have, is what it brought me here."

"Your heart."

"My heart?"

Amelia looks at her bountiful chest.

"You have been dependent on your brain, that you have been ignoring what has been screaming in your heart. Let me ask you, what is your real feelings? What is it, that you truly desire?"

(I, I want someone to accept me.)

I activated my Mind-reading spell, only to be surprised by a shocking fact.

Who would have thought that the prideful, dauntless girl would want something so cute and simple?

"I see."

"What did you just say?"

"Your heart...it's feeling empty right now, isn't it? Your heart is empty. What you need is something that fills your heart. But you kept on denying it, only listening to the logic of your mind."

"What nonsense are you spouti-"

"And I have the very thing you just need."

"...Huh? What are you...nnnn!"

I looked into Amelia's eyes and made sure she heard it clearly so that it seeps into her brain – then I pulled her in my embrace as I went for her lips.