The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 98

“Ugh…!”

Payne covered his face with his bound hands. It was already humiliating to have Ashtel’s mouth on him, but having three people suddenly walk in and witness this scene was overwhelming.

Furthermore, Ashtel had swallowed all his release and then sucked hard, causing Payne to lose control and turn bright red as he let out a moan beyond his lips.

“Ugh, ah.”

His trembling legs and heaving chest made him acutely aware of his nakedness on display.

Payne quickly turned his back to the intruders, lowering his head to hide his sweaty face, unaware that his lovely neck was exposed.

Only then did Ashtel get up with a satisfied expression, wiping her mouth.

“Wait, what? Sis Hela? And Sir Matys too?”

“You… just cover him up already!”

“He looks like he’s about to die from embarrassment.”

“Oh? Oh, right! Payne’s clothes!”

Ashtel hurriedly grabbed a bundle of old cloth from the basket.

“I’m sorry! I forgot to give this to you!”

As a demon, it was easy to forget that humans had to change clothes rather than using magic.

But Payne merely hunched his shoulders, not bothering to look away. How could he change while still bound, especially feeling the piercing gazes on his back?

“Seems like he’s got some muscle.”

“Definitely… looks sturdy down there too.”

“Sue would probably like that.”

One by one, Matys, Carmen, and Hela offered their commentary.

Payne felt an even stronger urge to disappear as he hastily pulled the blanket over himself.

What kind of embarrassing scene was this, to get interrupted during such intimate moments?

“Come on, you guys. Just step outside! Let Payne change his clothes!”

“Sure.”

“If you plan to make it a second round, that’s not happening.”

“I won’t do that!”

The sound of their footsteps faded away.

Payne trembled for a moment before slowly lifting his head. A quick glance over his shoulder confirmed that no one was there. Yet, he didn’t feel any relief.

“Hey, Payne. I got this at the market this morning.”

Ashtel, looking completely unfazed as if she hadn’t just been pleasuring him, showed him the loose fabric with a calm expression.

“Can you wear this even while tied up? There’s a strap here on the side.”

“…”

“It looks like a short dress, but they say men wear it too. It’s not like some slave outfit or anything…”

Payne couldn’t bring himself to speak. Wasn’t that something someone would wear in a red-light district? He squeezed his eyes shut as if to endure the pain.

Once again, he wished he could just disappear.

* * *

Meanwhile, there was another man filled with torment.

“So, you’re saying… that Father Payne has disappeared?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“Let me handle this. I’ll look into it.”

“Thank you…”

Duvalkan sighed as he watched the servant and maid repeatedly bow their heads.

‘He really ran away?’

He had heard that Payne had stormed out during confession yesterday afternoon. Sensing that it was likely related to some sort of ‘heat,’ he sent the confused knights and servants away and checked Payne’s bedroom.

‘Ah, ugh! Stop, ah!’

‘Ugh, ugh!’

‘Payne, ah, Payne!’

The sultry and sinister sounds.

While commoners might not understand, the trained senses of a knight capable of harnessing divine power could pick up even the smallest sounds.

This was unmistakably the sound of a man having s-x.

What’s more, the voice was familiar to Duvalkan.

“Miss Sue…”

So, it has come to this.

He couldn’t hide his feelings for Payne. He felt both bitter and pitying that Payne, unable to resist his own desires, had been ensnared by some unknown succubus who had cursed him with lust.

Why? Why did that maid have to be there when Payne ended up like this?

If only he had been there, he could have knocked him out cold.

Duvalkan stood there for a while, contemplating. After listening to Ashtel’s desperate moans for a time, he eventually returned to his quarters to relieve himself.

After spending the day like that, he suddenly learned that Payne had disappeared.

“Damn it. Van, what do you think? Do you think the maid will come to work today?”

“I doubt it.”

“Ha…”

Under normal circumstances, Duvalkan would have joked that there was no need to be too sad about it, claiming even he could suffer heartbreak. But this time, it was different.

After all, Payne was under the curse of a succubus.

‘What if Payne kidnapped the maid?’

Duvalkan’s mind was racing in a completely different direction from reality.