Wanda looked around the room, its interior constantly shifting, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"This...is what Chaos Magic can do?"
She had never imagined that Chaos Magic could create such changes. She couldn't believe it was her own power.
"It's all the effect of Chaos Magic warping reality," Amon explained, nodding confidently. "I'm just using its inherent power, based on my understanding of Chaos Magic."
He hadn't intentionally manipulated anything. He was simply guiding Wanda to understand her power. He released her hand.
Buzz!
As the crimson light faded, the room began to restore itself at a visible pace.
"How do you know so much about it?"
Wanda was curious about the mysterious man in front of her. He seemed to understand her power better than she did!
"We've been in close contact. How could I not know?"
Amon smirked, reaching out to pinch Wanda's cheek. He thought it would be bony, considering how thin she was. But when he pinched it, he realized it was much softer than he expected. He couldn't help but rub it a little. It felt surprisingly good, soft, smooth, and delicate.
"Stop it! Don't touch me!"
Wanda's cheeks flushed red, as if they were about to steam. She knew Amon was teasing her, but she couldn't help but think about the previous night. After their energy intertwined, she realized she wasn't as resistant to his touch. She felt a sense of comfort when he touched her. Especially after what happened, she realized they had a lot in common.
"Alright, let's get started. You need to learn how to control...Chaos Magic."
Even though she knew her power was magic, she still found it hard to accept.
"A studious little witch is destined for greatness!"
Amon stopped, his gaze warm as he looked at Wanda. "You need to feel its presence, focus on its sensation. It's not just energy, it's ancient magic."
To control this power, you needed to understand how it worked and meditate on it. It was like a car. It was hard to push it with external force, but it was much faster to sit in the driver's seat and press the gas pedal.
"Re-understand it?"
Wanda suddenly understood. She had simply treated it as a form of energy or a mental ability. She had never thought of re-experiencing her Chaos Magic. If Amon hadn't told her, she might never have progressed. Now, she knew that Chaos Magic could even affect reality. She would focus on that aspect when she practiced.
"Well, my lovely little witch, you're more perceptive than I thought!"
Amon nodded approvingly. "Let's start! You'll be punished if you make a mistake."
"Ah?"
"Punished?"
Wanda was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant. Her ears turned a delicate shade of pink. Even without details, she could guess that the punishment would be embarrassing!
"Turn it into something else!"
Amon casually placed a cup from the table on the table. "Start."
"Okay!"
Wanda took a deep breath, her expression serious. She spread her hands, and crimson light erupted from them.
Bang!
A crimson flash, and the cup shattered.
"It broke..."
Wanda pouted, her voice laced with disappointment. She hadn't expected to fail right away.
"It's okay."
Amon pinched Wanda's cheek, picked up another cup, and said, "Feel it carefully."
Encouraged by Amon, Wanda's eyes sparkled with determination. She tried again, focusing her Chaos Magic on the cup.
But the next second, the cup shattered again.
Wanda's disappointment was evident.
"Don't worry," Amon said, sitting beside Wanda, his voice soothing. "Chaos Magic isn't purely constructive or destructive. It can create and destroy, reducing everything to nothingness."
"Create and destroy?"
Wanda furrowed her brow, pondering. They seemed simple, but they were opposites.
Amon took Wanda's hand, energy radiating from his palm, intertwining with hers.
"But you're leaning more towards destruction, without any construction."
"Chaos Magic is like Yin and Yang."
"You need to find a balance, to freely switch and blend them."
As he spoke, the shattered cup began to mend itself, visible to the naked eye, and then it was whole again.
Wanda's jaw dropped in astonishment. She knew Chaos Magic could do it, but she hadn't expected it to be so easy!
"You mean a balance?"
Wanda bent down, picked up the cup from the floor, and found it was perfectly intact, without a single crack.
"Try it."
Amon took the cup from Wanda and placed it on the stool in front of him.
"Okay!"
Wanda nodded without hesitation, closed her eyes for a moment, and then opened them again. She spread her hands, carefully recalling the feeling of Amon using Chaos Magic. The brilliant crimson light enveloped the mug.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
This time, the mug didn't shatter as it hummed. Instead, it twisted and transformed, and everything around it warped. Then, the other half changed, becoming a square box.
"I did it!"
Wanda exclaimed, throwing her arms around Amon in excitement. She couldn't believe she had actually succeeded. It meant she could control her power better.
However, in her excitement, Wanda didn't notice that Amon's expression was becoming increasingly subtle. He was truly experiencing the joy of it all.
Wanda suddenly realized something was wrong with Amon. She looked down, and her movements froze.
"Witch, I helped you a lot. How are you going to thank me?"
Amon smirked, his hand resting on her shoulder, their eyes meeting.
Creak, creak, creak...
The wind howled.
It was raining outside. Wet rain swept across the window. And inside, there was a pear tree in full bloom, drenched in the rain.
Wanda stared at Amon, her heart racing. She had felt his gaze on her for a moment too long, but she hadn't had the courage to look away. His eyes, like the depths of the sea, held secrets and mysteries she hadn't begun to unravel.
The silence grew thicker as the rain's tempo increased. Amon leaned closer, his breath hot on her face.
Without warning, Amon grabbed Wanda by the waist and kissed her deeply. It was a kiss that spoke of passion, need, and something else entirely. It was like a storm, fierce and unbridled, leaving no room for doubt.
Wanda's body responded instinctively, her hands reaching up to hold him closer. His kiss was like the chaos she had just learned to manipulate, unpredictable, consuming, and utterly irresistible.
He pushed her back onto the couch, their bodies tangling together. Wanda felt his hands all over her, undoing the knots of her dress, and she knew that the line between teacher and student had been crossed.
Their kiss grew rougher, more intense. Amon's hands were everywhere, stripping away layers of clothing until there was nothing between them but the sound of their hearts and the rain outside.
Wanda's breath came in gasps as Amon's hands explored her body, his touch both gentle and demanding. She knew she should stop him, but she didn't want to. The warmth of his touch was a balm to the coldness inside her, a warmth she hadn't felt in so long.
He kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. And then, before she could protest, he had her dress over her head.
Their bodies met, skin to skin, and Wanda felt something within her shift. It was like the moment she had first tapped into her Chaos Magic - a sudden rush of power, of potential.
Amon's hands found her breasts, kneading them gently, and she arched into his touch. His mouth moved down, kissing a path to her navel, then lower.
Wanda's eyes flew open as he pushed her legs apart. The rain was deafening now, a cacophony of sound that muted the world outside of this room.
And then he was inside her, filling her in a way she hadn't been in years. It was rough, primal, and everything she didn't know she needed.
Their bodies moved together in a dance as old as time itself, a rhythm dictated by instinct and passion. Wanda's eyes closed as she lost herself in the sensation, the feel of him, the sound of his breath in her ear, the taste of him on her lips.
It was like riding a storm, wild and untamed. And just like that, Wanda knew she was in too deep to ever turn back.
Amon's kiss grew more urgent, his hands roaming her body with a fierce possessiveness that sent shockwaves of pleasure through her. She could feel her power surging in response to his touch, the crimson light of her Chaos Magic pulsing in time with her heartbeat.
With a growl, he pulled away, his eyes burning into hers. "Wanda, I want all of you."
Their bodies collided again, clothes flying off in the frenzy of passion. Wanda's hands clawed at Amon's back, pulling him closer, deeper. He kissed her again, hard and desperate, as if he could devour her whole.
And then he was inside her, his cock sliding into her pussy with a wet, delicious friction that made her moan. She felt her muscles tighten around him, clenching and releasing in an involuntary rhythm as he began to thrust. Each movement sent waves of pleasure through her, each stroke pushing her closer to the edge.
Wanda's nails dug into Amon's skin as he fucked her, his hips driving into her with a force that made the couch squeak. She could feel his cock stretching her, filling her up, and it was everything she had ever wanted. Her own magic responded to his touch, the crimson light growing brighter, casting an eerie glow over their entwined forms.
Amon groaned, his eyes locked on hers, his thrusts becoming more deliberate, more precise. He knew just how to hit her spot, just how to make her come undone. Wanda's eyes rolled back in her head, her body arching off the couch as he pounded into her. She could feel the tension building, the pressure rising, until it was too much.
And then she shattered, her orgasm ripping through her like a tornado, leaving her boneless and gasping for breath. The room around them seemed to shiver with the force of it, the very air crackling with the power of her release.
But Amon wasn't done yet. He pulled out of her, leaving her feeling empty and needy, and then pushed her down onto her hands and knees. He gripped her hips, his cock still hard, and slammed back into her wet pussy from behind. Sounds of aggressive clapping echoed around the room, followed with loud moans.
Wanda's pupils went straight up, disappearing in the covers of her eyelid, the new angle sending sparks of pleasure through her. She could feel him in a way she never had before, filling her completely, claiming her in a way that was both terrifying and exhilarating.
He fucked her harder now, his hands leaving bruises on her hips, his teeth sinking into her shoulder. She could feel his climax building, the power of it making the room spin around them.
And when he came, it was like the world had ended. The orgasm that ripped through him was so intense, it was as if he had shattered reality itself. Wanda felt it, the pulse of his power, the raw, unbridled energy of his release.
It filled her, suffused her, until she could feel it in her very bones. And when the last tremor passed, they both collapsed onto the couch, spent and sated.
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