Chapter 7
“Why? Are you about to come?”
At my words, his p***s jerked sharply. It seemed my blunt choice of phrasing had shocked him.
I lightly stroked down along him with my fingertips. Then, putting sincerity into my voice, I offered advice to my friend, who looked as though he had been frightened by this first-time experience.
“Don’t hold back. We have to check anyway, so it’s better if it’s over quickly. I won’t tease you for finishing fast, so just come.”
“…Not that.”
Celesto muttered as if spitting the words out.
“I’m thinking I can’t leave you alone anymore… so stay still until I can endure it.”
…What?
For a moment, I was speechless. I had no idea what I was even supposed to say, and my lips only parted soundlessly.
I was… the problem?
Celesto stared at me, then raked his fingers through his hair again, leaving it in disarray—as if there were more words he could not bring himself to say.
“Anyway… don’t touch me. It’ll only take a moment.”
With that declaration, Celesto turned his back to me.
I could no longer press Celesto any further and simply stared at his back.
There was definitely something strange about his condition. The muscles of his back, exposed beneath the hem of his clothes, were so tightly tensed and swollen that it was visible even through the fabric.
After a long while, Celesto finally spoke.
“For now… tell me what you want to know.”
As expected, Celesto knew me well. He knew that the kind of speaker I disliked most was someone who rambled on about only what they wanted to say instead of what a researcher needed to know.
At his words, I pulled myself together.
Clearing my throat, I braced myself. No matter how shameless I could become when it came to research, saying something like this so casually was not easy.
“Let’s make this clear first. So right now… you’re in a state where you crave s****l intercourse—something that could be called being ‘in heat’ correct?”
“…Yeah.”
With his answer, the line of Celesto’s back shifted. Perhaps because of his large build, he looked like a beast poised to threaten.
I explained the phenomenon that needed to be verified.
“In that case, we should first confirm just how essential the condition of ‘together with a partner’ actually is before moving on—”
“That sounds right.”
“……”
“If the symptoms are relieved, we’ll need to confirm how long that relief lasts. After that, we’ll have to determine what exactly counts as ‘sharing pleasure with a partner.’”
“…And how exactly are we supposed to confirm that?”
Celesto asked in response to my explanation.
I answered his question as casually as possible.
“We’ll have to see whether it’s enough for me to just help you finish, or if I actually have to feel pleasure too… presumably.”
“……”
“Of course, within the bounds permitted by the god you serve. We can’t have you breaking your vow of chastity and getting dismissed while trying to resolve this.”
From beyond that broad back, I heard the dry sound of Celesto dragging his hands over his face. And the faint curse he muttered under his breath.
“When you say… doing it alone.”
Celesto opened his mouth haltingly.
“…What exactly does that mean?”
“…You really don’t know? Not at all?”
“I don’t.”
Celesto raked his fingers roughly through his hair. I didn’t remember him having that habit before. Had he picked it up in the past five years?
In any case, I decided to change the order of things—for the sake of my friend who not only had never m*********d, but did not even know how.
“Then… I’ll do it for you. Later, you can try it on your own.”
Fortunately—or unfortunately—this required no further explanation. Celesto had just seen what exactly I meant by that.
“……”
Slowly, Celesto turned his body back toward me. In the meantime, his p***s had taken on a fierce glow, almost as ominous as the mark of the curse itself.
Gulp. I swallowed dryly without meaning to.
It wasn’t my first time gripping and moving someone else’s p***s in my hand, but I had never seen flesh that looked this bizarre.
It almost felt like a waste that I might never have use for something like this in my lifetime…
For now, I wrapped my hand around the shaft. It felt hot enough to burn my palm.
At the same time, Celesto’s body jolted. His lower abdomen tightened sharply, and thick, cloudy fluid suddenly gushed from the tip of his glans.
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