Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Priest, It's Not That—You Just Remind Me of My Son... (4)
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“Haa… haa…”
My head throbbed sharply. With my face slack and drool spilling from my mouth, I gripped her hands tightly.
Every time she bounced her hips atop mine, the dizzying sensation of her inner walls scraping along my shaft sent waves of pleasure through me.
The embrace down there is no joke…
It felt so good my eyes rolled back involuntarily. With others, it had always been about them chasing their own satisfaction, but she watched my every reaction, focusing on sharing the pleasure, reveling in it together.
For the first time in two years since coming to this world, this felt like real sex. Hell, I shouldn't be getting paid for this—I should be the one paying her.
“Hauk…! It feels even bigger than my husband's…! So good…!”
Guild Master Reina writhed lewdly atop me, blurting out whatever came to mind as she worked her hips. Was it because it had been so long since she'd had a real taste? She went wild like a fish thrown into water.
“Heuk…! Haa…! I-Is it that good for you, Guild Master Reina?”
She slammed her ass down against my pelvis relentlessly. In response to my question, a small smile curved her lips.
“Haa… It feels amazing. It reaches places my husband's never could. You're the first to touch this spot, Priest Isaiah.”
Throb—
Her words about it being the first time made my cock surge with renewed vigor.
This is cheating…
What man wouldn't get excited hearing that? From a woman who already had a man, confirming it was bigger and better—it could raise the dead.
“Ahut…! Priest Isaiah, did my praise get you excited? You're so cute.”
She might look like this on the outside, but she's a full-grown adult, treating me like a baby. Normally, that would piss me off, but instead, it only heated my body more. I just wanted to cling to her and act spoiled.
“Now, want me to make you feel even better?”
“Hauk…? Make me feel better how?”
“Yeah… just like this.”
When I asked what she meant, she demonstrated by slamming her ass down harder. Savoring my writhing in ecstasy with her flushed face, she began building toward her peak.
Pfuk— pfuk— pfuk— pfuk—
“Heut…!”
“Priest! I'm cumming! Cumming…!”
Spurt— spurt— splurt—
Pssshhh—
As I came, she squirted wildly, her juices splashing across my face.
I couldn't remember the last time an orgasm felt this incredible. I squeezed her interlocked hands tighter, pouring every last drop deep into her womb.
For a while after, we stayed pressed together, basking in the afterglow.
Amid the crashing waves of pleasure, the first to recover was none other than Guild Master Reina.
“Huu… Priest Isaiah, your face is all messy… Let me clean you up. Just rest.”
Aaah… She's an angel. Guild Master Reina has to be an angel.
Some women grab their clothes and bolt after sex, but she immediately wiped the fluids off my body.
“Th-thank you.”
“No, no… It was my fault for getting too carried away and squirting everywhere.”
As she cleaned me up, our eyes met in silence for a moment.
I caught the flicker of lust reigniting deep in her gaze, along with the sound of her swallowing.
Just as I opened my mouth to suggest one more round as a bonus service—
Knock— knock—
“It's me, Guild Master. Coming in.”
Who could've predicted an intruder at this exact moment?
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Creeeak—
Someone entered. A woman with pale gray eyes so translucent they seemed empty blinked curiously. She sniffed the air, tilting her head.
“Oh? You have a guest.”
“Hahaha…”
We almost got caught. The moment she heard the knock from beyond the door, Guild Master Reina darted back to her seat on all fours like a cat—no one told her to—and somehow managed to fix her clothes in that split second.
I scrambled up too and mostly fixed my outfit, but my shirt had buttons I couldn't fasten in time, so I hugged my bag to my chest to cover up.
“Isabel. What brings you here so suddenly?”
“You said you had something to discuss about this commission. Abel told me no one's around, so I could come right up…”
“Ahaha… Abel said that, huh… Geez, do your job properly…”
Something must've gone wrong downstairs. They thought no one was here even though I was already inside, so they sent her up.
Phew… At least she seems clueless. If we'd been caught, that would've been a disaster…
Wait, who did she say?
A familiar voice and name I'd heard somewhere before. My awkward smile faded as my eyes naturally drifted to the rough-looking woman standing there.
Could that be Isabel Perez?
Her skin was so white it almost looked ghostly, with long silver hair cascading to her waist like a waterfall. I'd wondered where I knew her from—turns out she was a perfect real-life copy-paste of the heroine's illustration from Satta.
Not only did someone barge in unexpectedly, but it was the heroine of this world. My brain, working fine until then, short-circuited, leaving me dumbfounded.
Why the hell is she here?
We were bound to meet eventually, sure.
But the main story hadn't even started yet—I had no idea where she was and was planning to just wait it out.
I never imagined she'd pop up in a place like this.
“Hmm…”
Isabel turned her gaze to me, staring intently. Her eyes scanned me up and down—not lecherously, but like she was sizing up a stranger.
“Hah…!”
Snapping out of it, I hurriedly stood with the bag still pressed to my stomach and bowed.
“I'm Priest Isaiah of the Holy Faith Church.”
“Ah… Yeah… I'm Isabel.”
We exchanged quick introductions as I sat back down in my awkward position. One slip, and she might glimpse my bare skin—this was a high-stakes moment.
She's a major character in the game already; flashing her on first meeting could doom me irreparably.
Even if she learned what kind of guy I was later, I couldn't afford a bad first impression now.
I shot a pleading glance at Guild Master Reina across from me, silently begging her to get rid of her.
She flinched under my intense stare, trembling slightly, and gave a tiny nod.
“I'm talking with the priest right now, so could you step out for a bit?”
“Pardon? Oh… Sure. When should I come back?”
“How about 10 minutes?”
“Got it. I'll return then. Take care, Priest.”
“Ah, yeah… Go ahead.”
Slam—
““Huu…””
As Isabel turned and vanished behind the door, the tension drained from me, and I let out a long-held breath.
It was only a short time, but it felt like a storm had passed. Of all timings, why this one? My heart nearly exploded from the anxiety of getting caught. She sniffed the air the second she walked in, picking up on something odd—did she really not notice?
Still, that's definitely the Isabel I know…
No doubt about it.
How else could she look so identical? I'd only seen a few hentai scenes of her, and the last ones I'd watched right before coming to this world were her yandere scenes.
Guild Master Reina slumped forward, panting just like me. I leaned in and asked her.
“Who was that just now?”
“Huh? Oh, that girl? She's the new recruit. As you saw, she's a bit… unique.”
Unique, huh… I'd felt it the moment she barged in without permission into her boss's office. Even for a guild that's wild by nature, that level of disregard for hierarchy is rare.
She wasn't like that in the game, though… I remembered her as blunt but quick-witted and sharp-minded.
Then again, this is a world where devoted wife-and-mother Bishop Lisa turns into a sex demon rape fiend. Expecting her to be unchanged would be naive.
“Sorry. I should've locked the door before we started.”
“No worries. Things like that happen when you're caught up in the heat.”
“…”
“Priest Isaiah? I guess continuing now would be tough, right?”
Impressive, or shameless? We'd nearly been busted, but she still eyed me with lustful intent, clearly wanting more.
Getting interrupted leaves things unsatisfying, I get it. But who says something like that in this situation?
“You'd have to finish in 10 minutes…”
“Oh… Right, I said that…”
She'd been so lost in lust she'd forgotten her own words. Leaving her like this pricked my conscience, especially after what she'd given me…
I straightened my clothes and slung my bag over my shoulder.
Turning away so she couldn't see my face, I murmured softly to her.
“Then come to the church tonight when time's up. I'll take care of the rest of what we didn't finish today. Deal?”