The Succubus, The Priest, and His Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 79
Until now, bringing Payne to mas—bate secretly had rarely been as dangerous as this. Normally, the threats came only from the cleaning staff and maids barging in unannounced.
‘But if it’s a paladin…’
If they were coming to hold Payne accountable for fleeing during confession, it was a different story.
‘If I stay here, Payne’s e–ction will be exposed.’
And that was exactly what Payne would dread most.
“Payne, Payne. Can you hear me?”
A gentle wave of light passed over Ashtel.
Where the golden sunlight had flowed, a brilliant blonde hair fell like the midday sun, and dark, leather-like wings sprouted around her back. The once voluminous maid’s uniform had vanished, replaced by a dark lingerie, revealing not a sweet maid but a cunning succubus.
“Ugh, ah… Miss maid?”
“Please, close your eyes for a moment.”
“Yes…?”
Ashtel gently closed Payne’s eyes as she cradled him.
“Trust me, it’s alright.”
It was a simple sleep spell. Before long, Payne fell deeply asleep. Despite the seriousness of the situation, this was the first time Ashtel had used magic so openly since entering Medialle.
Feeling her heart race with tension, Ashtel glanced around anxiously.
‘I don’t have much time. I need to get out through the window.’
While an ordinary human maid like Sue couldn’t carry a man properly, Succubus Ashtel was different. She snapped her fingers to create a magical circle and gently levitated Payne onto it.
As she soared into the air, she carefully maneuvered Payne out through the window.
‘Thank goodness for Carmen’s invisibility bracelet.’
Of course, Carmen’s tools were essential for this magic. If they were seen floating in the open air, passersby would certainly scream and call for guards.
“I need to head to Payne’s room.”
Hoping the paladins chasing him wouldn’t perform a magical inspection, she moved cautiously. Soon, she arrived at the window of Payne’s bedroom. Ashtel looked around, quickly disengaged the locking mechanism, and slipped inside.
“Whoo.”
She had made it out safely. To be honest, the risk of being caught due to not cleaning up properly was high. But what could she do? Making clumsy excuses with Payne’s e–ction still evident was too risky, even for Ashtel.
“Payne.”
Transforming back into maid Sue, she approached the sleeping Payne on the bed. He was deeply asleep under the sleep spell but occasionally stirred and made distressed sounds.
“Is it really that bad…?”
After glancing around, Asthel realized there was only one solution.
‘I need to take care of that.’
The rigid, throbbing member was leaking prec-m, and it seemed that just a single release would ease Payne’s discomfort. Since he was forced into sleep, he wouldn’t wake up immediately. So, it might be okay to handle it briefly… or maybe he wouldn’t even notice if she touched him?
Asthel licked her lips as she climbed onto the bed. With a faint creak, the mattress shifted slightly. Payne’s steady breathing echoed in the quiet room.
She unfastened his pants, revealing the e***t member that touched her hand.
“Hmm…”
Payne twisted his body, and despite the fact that he shouldn’t be waking up, Asthel hesitated nervously.
“A little more and he’ll c-m.”
As Payne’s breathing steadied, Asthel carefully stroked the sensitive skin. From the sensitive tip to the swollen t–ticles, she examined and caressed his member with a detailed touch.
“…Ugh, ah…”
Feeling her feather-like touch, Payne let out a soft moan. Realizing that this level of touch was acceptable, Asthel didn’t stop. Instead, she seemed pleased by his faint moans, applying more pressure as she stroked upward and then gently massaged the head with her thumbs.
“Ah…”
Payne took a deep breath. He twisted his head, his veins protruding as he clutched the sheets. Yet, escaping the pleasure that overwhelmed him was nearly impossible due to the sleep spell.
“It’s okay. It’s okay, Payne.”
Asthel whispered seductively, slowly rubbing the tip. As the head twitched and breathed like a small opening, she curled her fingers around it and pressed firmly downwards, stroking it with more strength.
Payne’s hips arched upward, his thighs closing, and he began to squirm slightly. Although she had tormented others in dreams before, it strangely excited her.
Payne’s slight struggles were intriguing, and she wanted to tease him further.
Thus, the thoughts to make him come quickly faded.
‘I don’t think he’d even notice if I inserted it.’
And where would she insert it? Naturally, it would be into Asthel’s own va–na.
After days of nothing, she wanted to push Payne’s impressive member into her own waiting core.
