The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 225

Even though he’d told her not to, Ashtel gently whispered to Payne as she took hold of the glass rod and slowly pulled it out.

With a faint clink, a lewd, wet sound echoed as the clear shaft slid halfway out of his u*****a.

The instant his passage was free again, Payne shuddered violently, twisting his body.

He wanted to grab Ashtel’s hand and stop her, but the desperate need to finally relieve himself overwhelmed every other thought.

“Ah…!”

Warm droplets began to fall, streaming down with a force that made a distinct sound even without listening for it.

‘Wow. He’s really letting go.’

She’d seen men lose control before, back when she was a succubus, but she’d never actually held one while helping him urinate like this.

Her fingers wrapped around his shaft felt the heat and the trembling skin, while Payne’s face slackened, mouth falling open in faint pleasure.

“Ugh… ngh…”

Even after several seconds, Payne couldn’t stop; or rather, it was impossible for him to stop now.

Unable to hold back the endless flow, he emptied everything his bladder had held.

The only sounds in the room were his ragged breathing and the noisy splash of liquid hitting the water.

Finally, after several long moments, his body trembled one last time as a clump of blue slime was expelled, falling into the toilet and dissolving into the water.

At last, there was nothing left—he didn’t even have the strength anymore.

“…”

Still panting, Payne glanced down, taking in the mess he’d made—his urine filling the bowl. A deep, burning shame washed over him, leaving him almost unable to breathe.

Just then, Ashtel, who was still holding his shaft, gave it a gentle shake up and down.

“Ah—Ashtel!”

He was so startled, he didn’t even get a chance to push her away.

“All done?”

“What… what are you doing?”

“I thought it might hurt otherwise.”

“It doesn’t hurt anymore!”

He snapped, then closed his mouth in embarrassment.

He should have been asking Ashtel to leave, so he could regain some composure alone. There was no way he could go on, feeling this humiliated.

“Please go. I want to clean up.”

“But, Payne… you’re still, um, standing.”

“That’s…”

Because you were touching me. He almost blurted out, but even after emptying himself, his e******n seemed to be standing even taller than before.

Feeling the heat crawling up his hips, he realized there must be another reason.

‘Damn it, damn it…’

Payne squeezed his eyes shut. He was fighting back the sting of tears.

“You’re in heat, aren’t you?”

“Hngh…”

Why did it have to be now?

Breathing heavily, Payne finally managed to tear Ashtel’s hand away and stumbled back into the bedroom.

His e******n bobbed miserably with every hurried step.

Ashtel followed, but he couldn’t bring himself to look at her, still reeling from shock and confusion.

“Not now. Please leave. I want to be alone!”

Ashtel could only stare in confusion.

The truth was, she’d gotten a little aroused watching him pee.

She’d also sensed, with her lingering succubus intuition, that Payne had felt some pleasure while relieving himself.

She tried to reassure him.

“Will you be okay? You couldn’t even go without me, remember?”

She was actually referring to a different kind of release, but her words only made things worse for Payne.

He immediately jumped up and all but shoved her out of the bedroom.

“I can do it myself! I’ll take care of it alone, so just leave—and don’t come back for a while!”

“Wait, Payne—!”

With a loud slam, the door shut in her face.

Ashtel stood there in a daze, lost for words—until someone approached.

“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”

“Sis, Carmen…”

“Don’t tell me—he couldn’t pee?”

Apparently Carmen had been waiting nearby, worried about her medicine.

Ashtel quickly filled her in on Payne’s condition.

“If it was just slime, there shouldn’t be any problem. Go on, try to comfort him.”

“Was it my fault? Do you think Payne will accept my apology? What if he hates me now?”

“If he hates you for something like this, there’s something wrong with him.”

“But…”

Honestly, Carmen—ever the lewd succubus—thought it was no big deal. But seeing her human little sister so down, she held back from saying anything harsher.