The Succubus, The Priest, and His Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 53
“Hngh, ah, wait, ah!”
As Ashtel’s fingers expertly stimulated the sensitive, bulging inner walls, Payne’s upper body collapsed. He gasped for breath trying to push her away, grabbing her shoulders and attempting to stifle his cries by covering his mouth.
In the midst of this desperate struggle, he reached a swift climax.
“……!”
His eyes widened in shock at the overwhelming pleasure. Payne threw his head back, trembling violently as he sprayed his release onto Ashtel’s apron.
The once pristine fabric now stained with his seed. He frantically tried to cover himself, not wanting to see the mess, but Ashtel’s deep thrusts drew out every last drop. He cried out in a mix of agony and ecstasy.
Finally, completely spent, Payne slumped forward, hiding his face with his shaggy, ash-colored hair. His breath came in ragged gasps as his firm chest heaved with each exhale.
Ashtel, still smiling seductively, gently brushed his hair back.
“How was it?”
“……”
“It felt good, didn’t it?”
Of course, Payne couldn’t bring himself to answer.
It had felt incredible to say no, but to say yes out loud felt too shameful. Seeing his reluctance, Ashtel’s smile widened as she knew it. Then she gently kissed his temple.
The soft, honeyed touch startled Payne and made him look up.
“Miss Sue…”
His cursed body and face reddened with the slightest touch from Ashtel.
Determined to end this, Payne shut his eyes tightly, exercising patience like a pilgrim on a journey to asceticism.
He knew this was his only chance to push her away. Now that he had climaxed once, his lust had temporarily subsided. If not now, he wouldn’t be able to push her away.
But then.
“Oh, the door’s open?”
A woman’s voice.
Both Payne and Ashtel were startled, turning to see the previously closed door now wide open, flooding the room with light.
‘AAHHH!’
In her haste, AShtel hadn’t locked the door. She thought it would be okay for a moment.
As Payne froze in shock, Ashtel quickly moved to cover his exposed front.
“Great, we can leave the stuff here… Wait, Sue?”
The people approaching the storage room were familiar faces to Ashtel. They were the maids who had been working her hard the past few days.
“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in the kitchen?”
“Oh my, Sue! Slacking off again?”
“N-no?”
She desperately tried to shield Payne, who was flushed red, but he was too large to hide effectively. The maids noticed Payne leaning against the wall.
Their expressions shifted mysteriously when they realized Ashtel wasn’t alone in the storage room.
“Father Payne?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Alone with Ashtel… Oh my.”
Lust is one of the seven deadly sins, a grave matter that Katzel forbids. If it were discovered that Payne had committed such a sin, what would happen to him?
‘His reputation will be tarnished!’
The Iron-wall priest, the forbidden priest, and above all, the one who loves Katzel the most—this couldn’t be allowed to happen.
So, Ashtel quickly jumped in to explain.
“T-the truth is, I needed to move some things here, and Father Payne was helping me, but he got injured!”
“What?”
“Are you okay, Father Payne?”
“……”
Payne, understanding the situation, pressed his lips together and nodded. Ashtel swiftly pulled his gray hair forward to hide his bright red ears and helped the stumbling Payne to his feet.
“Alright, I’ll take him to the infirmary!”
“Uh, sure.”
“Should we help?”
As the maids reached out, Payne recoiled in shock.
“No. Miss Sue is enough.”
His overly defensive response made Ashtel’s lips twitch upward.
Payne was merely trying to avoid another woman’s touch that could arouse him, but to Ashtel, it was a gratifying reaction.
His comment that ‘Miss Sue is enough’ was by far the best.
“Let’s go, Father Payne.”
Payne, still not completely calmed, walked awkwardly, relying on Ashtel’s support as they left the storage room. He looked like he was really injured.
As they neared his room, Payne gently pushed Ashtel away and turned his head slightly.
“This is far enough.”
“How are you feeling?”
“…I’m alright.”
In truth, he wasn’t.
Ashtel’s hug had made his member stand, and he was still leaking prec-m.
If they stayed together any longer, he feared he’d start clinging to her like a desperate dog.
Although it was Ashtel who had driven him to climax earlier, Payne felt a deep disgust towards his own impurity.
