The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 129

“…Ugh.”

“Sorry, did it hurt?”

“No, I’m fine.”

Payne was a man who had once punished himself by whipping his back with leather. He wasn’t the type to moan in pain over something as mild as this stinging sensation.

But…

“Hold still. Let me apply a little more here.”

It felt unfamiliar and awkward as Ashtel took his hand and placed it gently on her warm thigh, carefully rubbing the wound near his elbow.

‘There’s no need to go this far…’

Moreover, it was strangely unsettling, especially with Ashtel dressed in a nurse-nun’s uniform, something one might expect from a medical ward in a temple.

It wasn’t the scandalous outfit she usually wore, but rather a more proper, nurse-like dress.

“…Do you change your clothes with magic?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. It’s so I can seduce humans… Ah, no, so I can look good in front of you.”

Payne wasn’t sure what the difference was, but he knew that many humans had this kind of preference.

Of course, it made sense. Any man would be easily swayed if a beautiful woman dressed as he wished and seduced him.

‘Katzel…’

Payne’s thoughts naturally turned to Katzel.

Having been through so many of Ashtel’s temptations, he was somewhat accustomed to them, but he couldn’t help but keep glancing at her as she brushed her golden hair back and applied the gauze in almost complete silence.

Seeing her delicate hands press against his rough skin made him feel an irrational surge of arousal.

‘I need to get rid of this curse soon.’

The curse that attracted demons would lead to corruption. Could it also be affecting his excessive pheromone response?

Payne followed Ashtel’s earlier theory, thinking that the curse might be the cause of this damn rut.

‘I wonder what happened to the temple. If they notice I’m gone…’

Suddenly, he was startled when Ashtel gently took his hand.

“You’re clenching your fist. Is it because it hurts? Want me to hold your hand?”

Chacha used to say that humans need to have someone nearby when they’re in pain.

Ashtel continued, gently teasing his palm with her fingers.

“No, no.”

He wanted to refuse firmly, but what came out instead was a strained voice, unable to hide his embarrassment.

Payne turned his head away, trying to ignore the situation.

“Hmm…”

Ashtel smirked slightly, her voice taking on an ambiguous tone.

She then wrapped the other arm in gauze and bandages, and subtly began to feel around Payne’s pant leg.

“What are you doing?”

“There’s a wound on your thigh too.”

“I’ll take care of that myself.”

“No, today I’m your nurse.”

“What…?”

As she noticed Payne’s instinctive reaction to her kindness, Ashtel’s seductive aura, which had momentarily subsided, began to resurface.

“Payne, you told me to look freely earlier.”

Her lips curved smoothly, brushing against her tongue and leaving a slick shine.

Payne stared blankly at Ashtel’s lips before lifting his gaze to meet her bright, sun-like scarlet eyes.

“Now it’s time for below.”

* * *

Payne wanted to refuse.

‘I can handle my legs myself.’

He said this while pushing her away, but when she asked how he would handle the areas he couldn’t see, he ended up losing his pants.

“Did you bring the medicine for this?”

Payne, with only his center covered by the blanket, gritted his teeth and glared at Ashtel.

“Eh, no. Really, I was just worried about you.”

But after seeing Payne’s bare body again—though it hadn’t been long, just a few days—Ashtel’s succubus instincts kicked in, and she began to feel a surge of desire.

‘No. I have to resist.’

Moablon had taught her some things, but right now, the priority was treating Payne.

Hadn’t she prepared with that in mind all along?

‘I’ll resist. I’ll resist.’

Ashtel forced her thoughts away and focused on the deep red wound on the inside of his thigh.

It seemed like the mark had been caused by a branch when he fell from the cliff, and there were numerous small injuries across his body.

“That must hurt.”

“…It didn’t hurt that much.”

“Still, it bled.”

The deeper puncture wounds had healed thanks to Carmen’s treatment.

Ashtel had warned her that proper healing wouldn’t be possible in the demon realm, but that was likely due to the demonic energy involved.

‘Now that we’re in the human world, Payne’s wounds have started to heal quickly. Could it be Katzel’s power?’

The human world, blessed by the gods, had a faint distribution of divine energy.

The divine energy likely helped heal the wounds of the priests, and that must have contributed to Payne’s improvement.

“Wait a second.”

While his vital spots had been unharmed, there were still smaller wounds near them, so it was natural that Ashtel’s hand would be moving toward deeper areas.

“I’m fine with it, but are you not going to call me by my name?”

“I’ll handle that part.”

“It’s not like you can see it!”

“There’s no way I wouldn’t be able to see it!”