Chapter 26
‘What is with this maid…’
He had expected her to be upset since he had taken her virginity, but instead, she kept repeating that it had been ‘good’ and insisted she needed to help, almost childishly pleading.
Throughout his time in Medialle, meeting various characters, he had never seen someone throw a tantrum like this.
The followers of the Church of Katzel were usually calm, cold, and knew how to restrain their emotions.
“Really? Why are you being so nice to me?”
“Is this being nice?”
“Well… since you readily offered to help.”
After their first conversation, Payne spent hours lost in thought.
Ashtel had insisted he be stopped from repeating his behavior with others. But maybe a knight should have taken him away instead.
He couldn’t understand why she would choose the discomfort. Of dealing with his… complications.
A hint of red colored the ears hidden beneath Payne’s gray hair. He stiffened his expression, trying to appear unaffected.
“Hmm…”
Meanwhile, Ashtel was briefly lost in thought.
Why help him? The first reason was to save him, but she couldn’t very well say that. She had to find another reason.
‘Because I like you!’
Because she liked him, she wanted him, she desired him.
In human terms, maybe it was because she loved him?
But Ashtel, aware of that, knew that being too forward might scare Payne away. It seemed he hadn’t fallen for her yet, and he didn’t even remember their night together.
She fluttered her eyelashes sadly, lowering her gaze downward.
‘I remember everything, but Payne doesn’t know.’
This is just so sad.
“….I just did it because I like you.”
“…What?”
“I enjoyed being with the Father, that’s why.”
That was the best answer she could muster.
But as soon as he heard it, Payne fell silent, swallowed hard, and pressed a hand to his forehead.
He looked around as if being chased, blinking frantically and gnawing at his lips.
Ashtel tilted her head at Payne’s somewhat frantic behavior.
“Father Payne?”
“Wait… don’t come closer.”
“What’s wrong?”
“…”
As soon as Ashtel approached, Payne took in a sharp breath. His chest rose sharply beneath his thick priestly garments and quivered as it fell.
In Payne’s deep, black eyes, the pretty maid was reflected, twisting with anxiety.
Only then did Ashtel notice his ears were quite red and that he was making a groaning noise through clenched teeth.
‘…Could it be?’
The familiar scent of heat.
As she glanced down reflexively, Payne twisted his lower body.
Just as she was about to get a sharp look for where she was looking at, unfortunately, others entered the space.
“Hey, let’s go together.”
“Hurry up, clean here and move to the next place.”
It was the maids, who had gathered to clean this dark storage space.
Caught off guard, Payne flinched, but Ashtel grabbed his wrist and pulled him to a more secluded area.
Her pale, beautiful hand touched the somber black of his priestly robe, instantly blanking his mind.
So, he unknowingly followed Ashtel into a cramped cabinet.
“Wait…”
By the time he regained his senses, he and Ashtel were crammed together in a musty space.
“Miss Maid!”
“Shh, keep your voice down. They… people shouldn’t find out you have an e–ction.”
“Ere, no, wait—”
They were touching. Fully in contact.
The plump curves hidden by the voluminous maid’s uniform were softly rubbing against his chest.
Under normal circumstances, he might have pushed her away with a sigh.
But not now, not with his member rising high meeting Ashtel.
“Ugh…”
Payne had one more problem to deal with.
‘Damn.’
As Ashtel moved closer, and as she peered out calmly taking deep breaths, his mind was bombarded with wild thoughts that exploded like fireworks.
And with the pain as searing as clenching teeth, Payne staggered and bowed his head deeply.
Ashtel immediately sensed something was wrong with Payne and asked worriedly.
“Father, are you alright? Is it difficult to breathe like last time?”
“No… It’s not that.”
“Then is it because of… below? Should I help you with that?”
“Don’t… don’t talk about such things here.”
Please behave politely. Please don’t provoke me.
He couldn’t utter such words. No matter how she took it, wasn’t Ashtel the woman he had a–aulted?
So, Payne bit his lip, struggling to calm the heat rising within him.
“Gh, ah…”
But the inevitable pain arrived.
All his attempts to cut off the incessant heat only turned into moves that ate him more.
The priest, Payne was actually wearing a chastity belt right now.
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