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Chapter 11: My Witch, and our Excaliburs

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"I thought we were stealing just swords," Walburga hummed as we were on our way back home after quite the enthusiastic walk in the Vatican. "Why did you steal 'that' too?"

She was aiming her attention and finger at the fluttering white panties that I put over Excalibur Mimic's hilt. We had stolen all Excaliblasts from the Church as I knew that such an advantage had to be exploited to the fullest. I mean, can you imagine the horrid development of the Church mobilizing their remaining Excali-cheats on me? That wouldn't be nice.

Plus, I needed to start hoarding treasures like a proper vampiric aristocrat. Somewhere this had to begin from and the swords were part of that project. Same for the piece of lingerie I claimed.

"It's a matter of principle, Burga. I had to claim this for the sake of justice."

I mean, I had the timestop and I so happened to stumble on Griselda Quarta's bedroom. She was sleeping at the time, clearly having finished her sisterly duties mere hours before my arrival. At first, I was just curious. I mean, did she shave or was she a 'natural' and kept the bush?

Turns out she did the former. Smooth as it could be, that pussy was just a lovely shade of pink. So lovely I gave it a kiss- a French kiss at that. And she loved it in her sleep.

I bet I gave her a wet dream or something with that as I didn't bring her to an orgasm as... that would be cunnilingus and it wouldn't be consented. After all, you can't 'kiss and tell' but nothing covered my femboy's ass from repercussions if I went any further.

I just 'apologized' for stealing such a precious item- after all, how many could flaunt of having caught Griselda Quarta's panties? It was a feat close but not to stealing Gabriel's panties. Still! I passed by to check on Xenovia and... yeah, I was saddened by one thing.

She sleeps in the nude. And she is flat. When did she get tits? Definitely not now...

Well, we can't win them all, I suppose.

Despite some perplexity on that odd choice, Burga raised not another question as we focused on getting home. After all, stealing was difficult, but setting the swords in an hidden spot was even more troublesome as those could be tracked without some proper preparation.

Of course, Burga had something ready for the task at hand as she prepared a section of her workshop to act as a 'blank zone' where the Holy Swords would be 'hidden' for the time being. She was meticulous in getting everything done right as she knew the reward would be quite worth it.

What she didn't know was that... I had in mind something more than just a BJ. Oh, I knew she would just be fine with that, but... I was quite sure an extra incentive was never a bad thing to involve when it came to loyal ladies such as the witch.

I mean, can anyone really blame me for trying to be a good lover? Poor Burga has been avoided in terms of depravity, and while a BJ is what she will get, I also planned to let her have some pleasure too. Once we did all we had to do to complete this mission, I surprised the witch by picking her up in a bridal carry and bring her to the bed.

"W-Wait, why the bed? I could- could have given you that in my workshop and-" I silenced her by placing a finger over her pretty lips.

"That's because I wasn't planning to just let you pleasure me. I think you deserve some love too, Burga~."

Her cheeks flared a lovely red as I said that, but she didn't object to my request to see her go nude while I undressed. She was allured by the sight of my exposed body, and she literally paused to see how damp her panties had gotten after that little show I gave her.

Her gaze ultimately found its main target: my hard and twitchy cock 'calling' for her.

"Ah~ you know. Maybe I should wash it a bit since we both sweated a fair bit. It could be a bit sour or- oh?"

I know my Burga and I know what to say to tickle her horni at the right timing. She dove for the length, lips parting as she swallowed the head in her mouth. Her skill was missing her, but the way she made it clear she wanted this made for a wonderful feeling as she slowly worked the shaft. Her right hand rubbed along the length, while her left one went to massage my balls.

She was quite thorough about this and, despite the stiffness, I could tell that she had studied on the topic to know what kind of points to focus on. Very dedicated, Burga- never change. The girl eventually put more tongue in it and started to swallow more of the thick sword she was worshiping with her mouth.

Her moans as I caressed her head were so close to have me crack in giggles that I had to purposely hold my lips shut while I slowly thrusted my dick in and out of her welcoming throat. She didn't have gag reflex, and I had a feeling magic was involved to make this a thing. I mean, in a world where magic can do some batshit insanity, I doubted there wasn't anything like that.

And from the way she handled my Big Stake, I would say that she had tuned her throat to be well-receiving of such a situation. She already knew I was that big, so it was not a big surprise, but rather a welcomed one as I slowly felt the build up leading me to 'heaven' and beyond.

Still, all 'nice things' have to come to an end. And such 'finale' came in the form of the witch plunging my cock deep in her throat and letting it fill her belly up with nice delicious spunk. She sucked and sucked, unwilling to let go until all available cum in that shot hadn't made it safely to her stomach.

She savored the shaft a bit more before letting it go and... showing me that she had no seed left in her pretty mouth.

"S-So... how was it?"

"The lack of experience is outmatched by the dedication and... no-gagging spell you used."

Her face burned red at that. "I... I didn't use a spell."

"Burga?"

"Y-Yes?"

"I have a feeling that you will end up finding a way to kill and revive people with that."

She scoffed at that, but blushed pleasantly at the cheeky remark. Still, she was confused when I told her to lie down on the mattress and spread her legs. Burga eyed my cock again, but saw it going flaccid for the time being and... my face getting close to her pussy.

"W-What are you going to do now?"

"Well, you have been doing some fine work for me, Burga. I decided that you deserve some extra love as my beloved witch. How about that?"

Gulping nervously, I could tell she had no doubts in her mind and... there were 'tiny hearts' on her eyes.

"I wouldn't mind~."

Snorting and smiling, I then proceeded to lean down and start rather tenderly. She squirmed a bit when she felt my lips landing soft kisses over her slit, moving up to her clit briefly as I suckled around there. Her legs buckled a bit, her mouth letting out lewd noises that were softened and, at times, restrained by the girl.

"Don't hold back. I want to hear you moaning."

The request hit her straight in the kink. She was rather 'open' in normal situations, so, being called out like that, made her a bit less stiff and more aroused. Which was the case as I started to lick her juices. Now, there are many instances were a guy has to admit how sweet a pussy can be. It can be quite 'specific' however how sweet that it. In the case of Walburga's, the scent was pleasant and floreal, her sweetness was just overflowing and she tasted like a juicy apple.

Maybe my brain was just trying to tell me something with this detail, but I just found gusto in showering her with a ravishing worthy of my tongue and her pussy. Her legs kicked again, but kept on returning on the same spot- around my neck and pushing me deeper in that tasty rabbit hole I was claiming via cunnilingus.

"Hm, it's just as sweet as I thought it to be," I remarked happily, making her blush some more as I started to eat such a lovely treat.

She was releasing so much juice that I felt like I may end up with Diabetes with how deliciously sweet it was. Yet, I kept on slurping and making sure to clean up her inner walls too, my tongue softly scraping and teasing her within as her reactions were getting stronger and louder. Eventually such a move would be quite appreciated by Burga.

"Y-You are being so- Hm~ So intense right now~," She mewled like a kitty.

I wonder if I should give her cat ears and a feline buttplug to stand fittingly beside Kuroka and Shirone in due time. I smiled at the thought, but even more at the sweetness I was savouring. Soon, she raised her crotch up, ready to climax on my face and, right as she did that, I stopped time.

I know I shouldn't be abusing this power like that but... I used it to catch all that sweetness from eluding my addicted mouth. It was a quick cleaner, and as time resumed, I was ready to claim victory over this great conquest. As I lifted my face up and got her tired eyes' attention, I saw those widening when I opened my mouth and showed a clean mouth.

"I drink it all up~!"

It took her a moment to fully realize this was not a joke and then her gaze trailed down to her pussy to see that her squirting had been caught before it could stain the bed further. Surprise, realization and then... delight.

"I-It was really that good?" She asked weakly, a bit drained by the long day of work and the fact that I got her bean teased and released a bit. I crawled up to her, helping her to get under the sheets before pecking her nose with my lips.

"Delish~."

She sighed in relief, smiling eye-to-eye as we cuddled up for the rest of the night. We were like lovers and enjoying quite some time together.

The next day, however, a certain nun would be pacing back and forth, distracted and perplexed by the sudden lack of panties and intense pleasure that her lower body had been left with. Unsure if this was a divine intervention or something connected to the mysterious theft of the Excaliburs they once owned.

AN

Next time, Mini-Rias and Mini-Akeno. The latter gets headpats, the former... something else.