When Your Secret Crush Wizard Took a Love Potion - Chapter 14
As the man’s spine twitched, he rubbed his waist against my palm as if it was a hole. At this moment, a thought struck me.
‘What am I even doing?’
I was overwhelmed by the feeling of having gotten foolishly manipulated by the person I was supposed to care for.
I had lost my senses momentarily and made this choice. But as I came to my senses, I realized I was earnestly pleasuring his member with both hands.
I had a bad habit of acting impulsively once my emotions took over.
In my confusion, I involuntarily tightened my grip.
His smooth brow furrowed, and his eyes, lost to pleasure, were soon veiled by his eyelids. It was the climax.
“Ah…”
As I blankly watched his face that was reaching the peak of pleasure, Edgar let out a low moan and deeply buried his face into my neck. He breathed heavily like someone who had exerted themselves too much. It looked unfamiliar to me.
Suddenly, I noticed the fluid that had wet my palm.
“It’s white. Perfectly fine.”
I stared stickily at the white, thick substance.
The fluid contaminated with the basilisk’s venom would have turned black, like the blood that had been coming from his thigh. While I was sincerely trying to help, the man daring to trick me about the venom needed to be shown clear evidence.
“Look at this.”
“I know.”
I confidently extended my hand showing the proof, Edgar shamelessly agreed as he clasped my hands.
“Thank you, Chloe. If you hadn’t sacrificed yourself to help, I might still be suffering from the basilisk’s venom.”
“This shameless ba…”
I should retract my earlier words. The Edgar under the potion’s influence was not the composed and mature teacher I knew. He had not only become an impotent fool but a liar as well.
Flabbergasted, I could only sputter as Edgar, pretending not to hear my complaints, moved closer.
“A life-saver deserves a reward, right?”
It seemed that the potion-fed Edgar had nothing but slick tricks up his sleeve.
“No need—Oh!”
But before I could refuse, the second kiss began.
His moist tongue effortlessly slipped through my parted lips. It felt as though a spineless tentacled creature was burrowing into my mouth, gently massaging my palate and deeply probing the moistened recesses.
Strangely, despite the invasive sensation, there was no pain.
At first, I intended to resist, but soon my mind grew foggy. The memory of what I had planned to do started to fade. I gasped for breath, trembling.
“Ha… Huh.”
This was surely too much. Struggling to breathe with my mouth obstructed, I was nearing suffocation.
“Huh?”
Why was I lying down?
Lush trees and a cloudless blue sky came into view. The sensation of soft grass and earth against my back was clearer than usual. The man atop me panted heavily, not bothering to conceal his excited breaths.
This could end badly.
A premonition made me thrash about, struggling to detach my lips.
“Wait. Just a moment.”
“Haa, Chloe. The basilisk’s venom might have transferred to you, so let me suck it out too. Please, just let me do it. Even just a drop.”
Drooling and constantly rubbing his lips against mine, Edgar was utterly devoid of reason. Like a stud horse on aphrodisiacs, desperately seeking a mate. The thing attached below him didn’t seem much different.
This man was out of his mind. Cold sweat trickled down my spine.
“No…!”
I tightly shut my eyes, expecting the worst, but the anticipated onslaught never came.
Curious, I cautiously opened my eyes to find Edgar collapsed, his head resting on my knee, his golden hair tousled as he slept soundly.
That’s right, I had given him plenty of antidote earlier.
Most antidotes and painkillers contain ingredients that induce sleep. Moreover, the process of neutralizing basilisk venom likely exhausted Edgar’s energy, prompting him into deep sleep. It’s highly likely that he had been forcibly keeping himself awake until now.
Chirps from mountain birds resonated peacefully with the regained tranquility of the forest.
Staring at Edgar, who lay in my arms with his grotesque member still shamelessly exposed outside his trousers, all I could manage was a bitter laugh.
“Ah, my fate…”
I definitely need to restore Edgar to his senses soon.
As I felt the heavy weight of the man sleeping soundly on my knee, I thought over my resolve, wondering how many times I’d had to reaffirm this commitment today.
