Priest and the Church Basement (4)

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Just after Yoo-jin entered the bathroom, Reni pretended to be asleep and secretly activated her Divine Power Detection skill.

Five minutes later.

'...!'

It was exactly as Reni had seen in the basement. Divine Power pulsed and radiated from inside the bathroom.

‘Yoo-jin really was... ngh...’

Reni bit her finger and twisted her thighs together.

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Immediately after Yoo-jin sent her out of the basement.

Reni leaned against the door and sat hugging her knees.

She was mortified. When it involved divine power, sometimes her emotions would run wild and she couldn't control them. It hadn't been that way from the start, but it had been getting worse as the days passed. Crying over little things, laughing. She knew it herself. Since when had she become like this...

Still, it was a relief. Yoo-jin had said he wouldn't abandon her. He had said he wanted to stay with her regardless of her abilities. Remembering those words filled her with joy.

...Could he be a gift the Goddess had sent for her?

If that were so...

...Wait. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Inside the basement, divine power was pulsating. She could tell because the Divine Power Detection skill was still active. What on earth was happening in there?

"...!!!"

She heard Yoo-jin shouting something. What had happened?

"Yoo-jin?"

"...It's nothing!"

No, something was definitely happening. She could not be mistaken. Reni’s Divine Power was weak, but she was exceptionally sensitive to it. Something was unquestionably happening inside.

But he'd told her not to look... Then she remembered Kate’s instruction never to take her eyes off whatever Yoo-jin was doing.

Divine Power had repeatedly surged and vanished. To be capable of something like that, could he be more than an apostle of the Goddess? Could he be... a heavenly being? An angel?

...Just a little, just a little peek would be fine...

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Inside the basement, Yoo-jin was,

"Thank you..."

He was praying to the Goddess. But...

"If not for the Goddess, I wouldn't have met Reni either...."

'Ah...!'

Reni covered her mouth with both hands. He was talking about her. A prayer of thanks for having met Reni.

A dull ache spread through Reni’s chest. She had never thought of Yoo-jin as anything more than someone who could grant her Divine Power.

No, because divine power was more important to Reni than anything else, it was difficult for her to even consider anything beyond that.

But he...

"...She's so pitiful, what am I supposed to do..."

It was too casual to be called a prayer. Yoo-jin was pleading with the Goddess.

"Please, just once, just once show mercy..."

For Reni's sake.

Tears spilled from Reni's eyes in a rush. The only reason Reni stayed by Yoo-jin's side was because of divine power.

But Yoo-jin had... come from another world, and for her, whom he'd only known for a few days, he was going that far,

That far, clinging to a god when he wasn't even a child of the Goddess. He was setting everything aside and pleading on her behalf.

'Of course I couldn't obtain divine power... because I was this... selfish...'

Her throat tightened, and tears overflowed.

...

But then, in the next moment.

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'Gasp!'

Reni barely stifled her voice. An utterly shocking sight unfolded before her eyes.

'Th-that was clearly...!'

Yoo-jin had pulled down his pants and was masturbating. Reni was an adult. She knew what a man's movements with his pants down signified. Even if it was the first time she'd actually seen it.

But right after... pleading so desperately...

'H-how could he do something like that...'

How could he be so irreverent! Her tears withdrew in an instant. Was he trying to mock the divine? Had all that earnest prayer been a lie?

'!!!!!'

Something even more shocking happened. When Yoo-jin ejaculated, Divine Power burst forth.

Yoo-jin’s semen undeniably contained Divine Power—far more than Reni possessed. It was not merely imbued with Divine Power; it was dense Divine Power itself. Heat began to rise to Reni’s head.

'If... if I could receive that divine power....'

The destination was obvious. Reni had enough common sense to know: her most intimate place.

But Reni could no longer lie with a man. No matter how desperately she wanted it, the Oath bound her and made it impossible.

'Wh-why did I... do such a thing....'

Regret gave way to longing, and longing to desire.

Reni wanted his member, but she was too far away to see it.

Reni instead imagined Yoo-jin's fingers.

Whenever Yoo-jin’s fingers touched her to apply amplification, rapture bloomed through her body. Recalling the sensation, Reni rubbed her thighs together.

"Nngh..."

She bit the hem of her robes to keep her voice from escaping.

"Ng... ngh... nnk...."

If Yoo-jin's fingers were to enter her lower parts... but that was something that could never happen.

Instead, Reni imagined Yoo-jin toying with her mouth. If those fingers that made her feel so good were to tease her mouth...

"Ahh... nngh..."

Reni now bit her own fingers instead of her robes. Naturally, they were far more slender than Yoo-jin’s. As usual, she overlaid a fantasy on them.

Inside the delusion, Yoo-jin's fingers were as persistent as he always was.

He'd tap at Reni's tongue, and sometimes push deep inside her mouth. Then he'd lightly scratch the roof of her mouth with his nails.

‘It tickled. It tickled so much.’

Perhaps it was because he so often tickled her. Once she endured the ticklishness, pleasure surged in, and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Reni felt her intimate flesh growing wetter.

But she absolutely did not touch below. She had resolved never to touch herself anywhere other than her own room at the training center. Because once she started, there would be no stopping.

Reni decided instead to be satisfied with rubbing her thighs together again, and refocused on her tongue.

"Nngh... ah-ng...."

He toyed with the roof of her mouth with his fingers, then slowly, slowly enough that Reni could fully perceive it, he withdrew them from her mouth.

'Ah... no... no...'

So desperate for his fingers, Reni stretched out her tongue, trying to reach them. As though amused by how cute she was, he caught her lip and gently stroked it, lingering on the delicate boundary between pleasure and ticklishness.

"Ahh... ngh...."

Yoo-jin pushed his fingers back into Reni’s mouth. This time, his touch wasn't gentle. He pinched, tugged, and scraped at her tongue.

"Ng... ngh... haa-ngh... nnk..!"

Clear saliva streamed from her mouth. He ignored it and continued exploring every corner, as though her mouth were her pussy.

And then he withdrew again.

"Ah... no..."

‘What do you mean, no?’

"Give them... give them to me..."

‘Say exactly what you want.’

The man in her imagination was as mischievous as when he gave her amplification. But now Reni craved that mischief. At some point, she had come to feel even greater pleasure from the touch that moved contrary to her wishes.

"Your fingers... give me your fingers..."

'Good girl.'

"Ah-ng... ahh.... nnk...!"

He gently tickled Reni's tongue.

The Yoo-jin in her imagination wasn't satisfied with just her tongue. With his remaining hand, he gently stroked Reni's neck.

"Ah-ng... ahh-ngh..."

‘It wasn't enough... It wasn't enough...’

Even when she touched the exact places Yoo-jin had touched, Reni could never obtain the same pleasure Yoo-jin had given her. Reluctantly, Reni moved her hand elsewhere. Still imagining Yoo-jin's hand.

Yoo-jin's hand passed over Reni's neck and softly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠caressed her collarbone. From collarbone to shoulder, and from shoulder back to collarbone. But it was still not enough. Reni grew increasingly impatient.

"Nn-hgk...."

Another tear streamed down. Not tears of heartfelt emotion like before. Tears of the frustration of unfulfilled lust.

Reni finally slipped her hand inside her priest robes.

When applying amplification, he was always mischievous. He enjoyed keeping her on edge, never touching the places Reni wanted. Then, around the time Reni would lose her reason to excessive pleasure, he would push even harder instead.

Reni revisited those actions of his and continued the delusion of him touching her breasts.

“Ah, no... I shouldn’t...”

‘What should you not do?’

The Yoo-jin in her imagination asked mischievously again.

“My breasts... my breasts... nooo...”

'But this part of you seems to be saying something different, Reni.'

He was right. Reni's nipples were swollen taut, pushing against her bra. Her breasts, engorged with arousal, felt as though they might spill out of her bra.

Yoo-jin stroked her breasts as if they were precious. But he never, ever touched inside her bra.

"Ah-hgk... haa-ngh..."

Yoo-jin's fingers crawled over the fabric of her bra. But they never approached the sensitive peaks. Only her areolae, never once touching her nipples. Lightly. Lightly.

Reni could not endure any longer. Only a short time had passed, but she had no patience. Her own pleasure took priority over maintaining the fantasy of Yoo-jin’s teasing.

With one hand she pinched her tongue while biting her fingers, and with the other hand she slipped inside her bra and pinched her nipple.

"Nngh?! Haa-ngh!!!!!"

Reni’s hips bucked and her entire body convulsed. Her nipples hardened until they seemed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠ready to burst through the fabric. And then—

"Ah-hnng?! Kh-hngh?!!!"

Her shyly swollen clitoris rubbed against her underwear, stoking her pleasure once more. A sensation Reni hadn't anticipated.

"Ng....! Kh-ngh...!!! Ngh..."

She barely suppressed her moans by covering her mouth with both hands. Soon, she felt her intimate flesh become completely soaked.

"Haa.... haa..."

Fortunately, he didn't seem to have noticed.

"Hoo.... ahh..."

Reni sighed in relief. Thank goodness her priest robes were as thick as a cloak. Otherwise, she would be caught the moment Yoo-jin returned.

...

While Reni comforted herself, Yoo-jin was still standing before the sword. How many times had he done it already? Were all men like that?

...

At last, the sword began to shine. His semen had broken the seal. It undeniably contained Divine Power—no, it was Divine Power itself.

If only she could receive it....

But how?

She could not receive it between her legs.

In that case...

Reni swallowed.