The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 2

As the heat of the moment flushed Payne’s face red, Sue’s touch below did nothing to conceal his ecstasy and was ceaselessly twitching.

And seeing the various fluids scattered on the floor that he had discharged, he felt his consciousness fading.

“Are you okay, Priest?”

Sue, who had been attentively watching Payne, furrowed her brows in concern.

The warmth from his member was still a problem; whenever she touched it, it inevitably rose again.

As if things couldn’t get worse, knights who had been approaching the door began to knock forcefully.

“Is Priest Payne there?”

‘Ah!’

Sue clutched her head in frustration.

It had been fine when she approached Payne, trying to comfort him, but the situation was now dire.

No matter how much she tried to soothe his aroused state, Sue, being an absolute underdog in the hierarchy of Medialle, couldn’t stand against the armed knights.

“Priest, come to your senses!”

The reason Priest Payne was here, indulging his desires alone, stemmed from their god Katzel’s injunction against the seven deadly sins.

Pride, envy, wrath, greed, sloth, miserliness… and lust.

While other sins became naturally more distant as the clergy engaged in rigorous practice and disengaged from worldly affairs, young, especially male, priests found it incredibly hard to distance themselves from lust.

But Payne was different.

The Iron Wall Priest, the Priest of the Forbidden.

Cold and aloof, but with a shadow of melancholy over his face and somewhat soulful black eyes. He was a handsome cleric who stirred compassion.

Benefiting from these features, Payne had received much affection since his youth and was known for resolutely rejecting such attention.

He would rise at dawn, tidy himself up, pray, listen to the confessions of believers, and wash away sins with them.

Even as days repeated thousands of times, his chastity and purity never wavered, earning him the awe of most priests and nuns.

Perhaps if the knights knocking on the warehouse door didn’t see Payne in his current state, his reputation as the Ironwall Priest would remain intact…..

“Payne, get up!”

Unfortunately, Payne’s consciousness was submerged in pleasure.

No matter how much Sue pushed and tried to lift him, he only groaned and twisted his body.

And the intermittent throbbing of his member.

‘Wow, looks delicious,’ thought Sue, as her orange eyes flared up like the sun before sunset, then settled.

She swallowed hard and lifted her head.

“Priest Payne, if you are there, come out. We need to hear why you suddenly ran out of the confessional!”

“Priest Payne!”

The thumping grew louder.

It seemed the knights were certain there was someone here by the sounds within.

‘It’s dangerous, but there’s no choice.’

Sue steadied her breath for a moment.

Soon, a calm light poured over her head like water.

Where the golden light swept over, brilliant golden hair cascaded down like the sun at noon. And down her back, black leathery wings sprouted.

Sue, trembling like a newly awakened chick, wagged her tail and gently hugged Payne.

“Payne, Payne. Can you hear my voice?”

“Ugh, hah… Maid?”

“Just close your eyes for a moment.”

“Yes…?”

The plain brown-haired maid, Sue, had vanished.

In place of the magic that had passed, a beautiful woman, transcending human boundaries, now held Payne.

“Just trust me, it’s alright.”

Sue’s hand brushed against Payne’s cheek. He flinched reflexively and then fell into a deep sleep, as if knocked out.

‘There’s no time.’

Using magic might alert the paladins.

She needed to escape before anyone with holy power noticed.

Sue, or rather, the succubus Ashtel, looked determinedly out the window, then her expression fell.

‘The Medialle knights are frightening, what to do!’

The female dream demon, a succubus.

Her infiltration as a maid in Katzel Medialle, the largest temple in the Roxa Empire, had a romantic reason.

She secretly has a crush on the faithful priest, Payne…

Yet, if it were only for expressing affection, she would not have made such a risky choice.

Ashtel, being of a demonic race, hiding in a temple overflowing with holy power was significantly caused by Payne’s peculiar condition below.

A few weeks ago, an inexplicable heat of pleasure began to assault Payne.

Despite never having shown interest in women’s bodies throughout his life, now, even a glance or interaction with the opposite s*x would cause his member to react uncontrollably.

It seemed that the once Iron Wall priest had entered heat.