Date a Witch: Reborn as the Witch of Lust! (GL)

Rosana hummed as her red eyes swept across Lila; the anger from the small blue head ceasing even the snow breeze itself.

She watched as Lila clutched onto the yellow-linen dress; her emerald eyes watering pitifully as she desperately glared up at her.

Intrigued, Rosana disobeyed Lila by only hugging Mel closer to her.

"I'm glad to see you again, little puppy."

The Heiress's eyes closed for a smile, genuine in its mocking and interest.

"Though it has only been a week or so. I would've thought your relationship would advance closely to the point of being... inseparable."

And Lila's cheeks flushed in shame; the last week's 'martial activity' practically playing out frame-by-frame.

Then the flame of passion was doused out by one more mockery from the Heiress.

"But it would seem to me there was room for improvement."

With a grin, Rosana's other hand caressed Mel's head-

Before embracing it into her chest.

A muffled moan escaped from Mel; her lips stretched against the edge of Rosana's fabric as it wrapped around the bountiful, milky skin.

Is this heaven? Mel resisted all urge as her cheek squeezed further in, though a grumble immediately woke her from the trance.

"Mel!"

As Lila's lips fell into a frown, she strode forward with her hand stretched.

Mel's arm was grasped, and then her head was immediately pulled into an embrace of a much smaller yet somehow fluffier 'heaven'.

Hm. Sorry Lila.

Mel chuckled against Lila's chest before raising herself to glance at Lila.

There it is! Her eyes gleamed as she squeezed Lila's bloated cheeks, the gesture too familiar at this point.

"Mmm! You cheater! Playgirl!"

Lila flailed as her balloon-like cheeks 'inflated' under Mel's firm grasp; her teary eyes met Mel's playful yet tender gaze.

Those golden orbs were full of genuine affection; yet, it only motivated Lila's arms to punch Mel's shoulders in complaint lightly.

"Love me properly already..."

With her voice tiring and lingering as Mel pulled her cheeks, Lila gave up and collapsed into Mel's chest.

"Always going around on your own without me..." Grumbling, she rubbed onto Mel's chest. "What should I do without you...?"

In the span of one afternoon, Lila dried their uniforms only to find out three things.

Mel and Maria met the Student Council President on their own.

Mel threatened the teachers into giving Liora less work.

And Mel, somehow, got closer to Rosana within all these ordeals.

How unfair! She was the First Wife, yet why was her name left out in all these incidents?!

"Relax...."

Mel's lips trembled as she petted Lila's swaying head on her chest.

So cute. So adorable.

"It just happens, it's not the time for you to be involved yet."

Mel tenderly whispered. "Eventually, I promise you shall not feel left out."

"Of course... You better be..."

Nodding, Lila hugged Mel tight; her arms wrapping around Mel's back as her face sank deeper in between Mel's breasts.

The strap almost loosened at Lila's strength, before Lila glanced up with a flushed look.

"I'd also get better at talking, Mel."

Lila's brows knitted together. "I won't just be a fighter for you. I'd make sure to handle daily tasks as well!"

"Oh?"

Mel chuckled out loud, her fingers slipping into the folds of Lila's hair.

"Good luck."

Mel tugged the light blue hair behind Lila's neck, the gesture motherly with care and silence.

Then, she planted a kiss on Lila's forehead.

The warmth spread into Lila's mind; her body fidgeting in comfort as she heard a whisper afterwards.

"I'll be watching closely."

A breath hitched in Lila, before she nodded vigorously.

Right. She was the first Wife!

Tip-toeing, she clumsily rested her chin onto Mel's shoulder; the balance was unstable due to the height difference.

Yet she still glared at Rosana; her brows raising and lowering as she constantly adjusted the balance.

The unnecessary movement only prompted Mel's palm to hold Lila's waist firm; her lips quivering to bite back a laugh.

So unnecessary! So endearing!

As if sharing the same thought yet not the same restraint, Rosana only chuckled as her tummy folded.

"You..." Rosana threatened to laugh louder when Lila's head tilted in discomfort, the emerald orbs narrowing with tears.

"How about... You try increasing your height first?"

"Say...that again?"

Lila's jaw clenched against the words; she rose further onto her toes so her lips could move more flexibly.

"I'm still only sixteen!"

She glared into Rosana's assets, her anger flaring at the milky, squishy chest.

"I will beat you in no time. Prepare yourself!"

"Mhm." Rosana waved in dismissal. "I... pft, I look forward to it."

"Stop. Laughing!"

Mel began pushing her lips into Lila's shoulder; her shoulders were trembling between the laughs escaping her lungs, and the need to settle Lila comfortably.

She should ask Maria next time whether Lila would grow into the visage she envisioned.

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A couple of banters between Rosana and Lila, Mel held a much grumpy Lila back to their room.

"Hmph!"

Lila sat herself at the edge of the bed, folded her arms on her chest, and swung her gaze aside.

"That Heiress is always doing what she wants..." Lila grumbled, her soft cheeks flaring up again.

"Mel. You need to reject her advance appropriately, too, you know?"

"Of course!"

Mel's face beamed as she plopped herself beside Lila. "When I feel like it."

"...hmph...."

A lingering hmph escaped Lila; one tinged with a hint of sorrow.

She observed the thin dresses from Mel and her; then their bare skins, now completely healed without a trace of kiss marks.

Their last night's proves, gone at a flick of Maria's finger.

This only angered her! Who was she to decide what to clean off on them?!

"Mel."

Pouting again, Lila pushed Mel down; their bodies melting together as they sank onto the mattress.

Mel raised a brow, her hand settling onto Lila's neck.

"What's wrong?"

"I..."

Hestancy trailed at the tip of Lila's tongue, before she shook her head.

She recalled Maria's confident demeanor, then she realised she was out of time.

More and more beautiful women will soon surround Mel.

So, Lila needed to remind Mel of her 'First-Wife' Privilege constantly.

That's right. Privilege! She naturally occupied most of Mel, because why not? She was the first, and no one could argue about that.

"Mel."

She gazed into Mel's teasing eyes, now resolute.

"I'm going to nip more love marks into you. Stay still."

However, in Mel's vision, the blushing cheeks and tender grasp on her shoulder only intensified her doting on Lila's aggressiveness.

Everything about Lila was cute.

"Sure!"

So naturally, Mel gladly lent out everything.

It's nice for Lila to serve her sometimes.