Chapter 46
Payne was gripped by a strong force and Ashtel diligently licked from the inside of his shaft to the area around the head.
Finally, as the endless prayers reached their conclusion, Payne visibly staggered and quickly covered his mouth as he climaxed.
“Ugh…!”
Ashtel quickly swallowed the se-en that passed into her throat. A honey like sweetness coated her tongue.
‘Yum, tasty.’
Being a succubus, she naturally found this fluid sweet, but even if she were human, she thought she might enjoy Payne’s se-en just as much.
Making sure not a single drop leaked and stained his ceremonial robe, Ashtel licked her lips while looking up at him.
He seemed momentarily dazed, gazing over the dais as he savored the afterglow.
Then, realizing the silence around him, he snapped back to awareness.
The prayer was over, and it was time for him to deliver the closing remarks and move from his place.
Noticing he wasn’t proceeding, a few priests began to signal him. Payne’s complexion turned from red to pale, then set like plaster, before he collected himself and spoke in a firm voice.
“…May Katzel’s grace descend upon this land.”
“May Katzel’s grace descend upon this land!”
With the final prayer concluded, it was now time for him to step down from the dais, but Ashtel caught his eye.
“Why did you, why did you swallow that?”
“Well, I couldn’t exactly spit it out here…”
Payne’s gaze darkened.
He glanced at Ashtel’s lips, now cleared of any mess, and she quickly tidied up the situation.
“Father, we should go. I’ll leave once the lights are out.”
“Don’t get caught…”
“I’ll be fine, please hurry.”
Since he didn’t have time to delay further, Payne reluctantly left the dais. Ashtel quickly smoothed down the red fabric she’d lifted and transformed into a mouse before anyone could arrive.
‘That was delicious!’
Having drained Payne’s vitality and drank in his c-m, all while witnessing his strange expression to the fullest. She even sent him to his climax in front of many,
‘It was exhilarating.’
She sneaked away to the back of the now-darkened room, glancing back at Payne’s face that was unknowingly falling deeper into despair, happily thinking she had managed the crisis.
‘Now, to escape from here.’
Just when Payne made his exit and the lights dimmed, it seemed like the perfect moment for Ashtel to discreetly leave the Katzel praise party.
* * *
Afterwards, seizing a moment when his heat had subsided, Payne declared himself unwell and fled to the infirmary. Ashtel could have followed him, but Duvalkan entered Payne’s room as if they had planned it.
‘Are they that close?’
Could they possibly be childhood friends? Friends from a young age who knew each other inside out?
The thread follows the needle, and wherever Payne goes, Duvalkan seems to stick by. For Ashtel, this was frustrating.
‘It seemed like Duvalkan knew something about Payne.’
She clearly heard him trying to talk to Payne.
‘Does that mean Payne has shared his condition with Duvalkan….’
Why? Because they are close? Really?
“And I also need to think about the dream.”
Since her entering into the dream revealed her succubus identity, Ashtel needed to see how the situation might unfold.
From Payne’s behavior today, it seemed he was distinguishing between the maid Sue and the succubus in the dream…
“Miss Maid.”
While Ashtel was deep in thought in a dim corridor, a low voice emerged from somewhere.
Turning around in surprise, it was Payne, concealed in the shadows.
“Father Payne!”
“Keep your voice down. There are servants around.”
“Oh, ah, yes!”
Despite thinking she wouldn’t see him again today, Ashtel was so pleased to meet Payne again that she quickly approached him.
However, his gloomy expression greeted her, so Ashtel asked cautiously,
“Father, are you still feeling unwell?”
“…No.”
“Then what’s wrong? Do you have a cold?”
What a strange time to mention a cold.
Payne looked at Ashtel for a moment with that look, then sighed lightly and lowered his eyelashes.
“Miss Maid.”
“Yes!”
“About the offer you made before.”
“Offer?”
Ashtel rolled her eyes as she realized what he was referring to and clapped her hands.
“The one about helping Father Payne with your e–ction?”
“Yes.”
As the sighs deepened, so did the heaving of Payne’s chest.
He clutched the dangling cross at his chest. He asked with a tone of melancholy and desperation.
“Could I still accept that offer now?”
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