Taming the Saintess (1)
Lately, she'd been masturbating way more often.
"Ngh..."
Lucia, who had been rubbing her pussy, sat up with a dazed expression. She let out a deep sigh. Her head felt foggy. It was because she'd been touching herself nonstop for a while now.
What time is it...?
It was 11 p.m. She'd overrun her break time by a full thirty minutes.
"Hoo..."
She had work to do—work. Stumbling to her feet, she headed to the bathroom. If she admitted she'd skipped her duties just to masturbate, what would the Pope say? It was utterly unbecoming of a saintess. To let mere lust derail her responsibilities like this.
But for her, it was unavoidable. Her sexual desire had exploded lately. And the reason? None other than Carrot.
Carrot had gotten so sexy these days. Just a few months ago, she'd thought it was her imagination. Carrot, radiating erotic allure? Unthinkable. The girl had always been so pure, with zero tolerance for anything lewd.
But lately, Carrot had changed a lot. Lucia recalled those nights when they'd explored each other's bodies.
"Hoo..."
At the same time, a faint heat stirred in her lower abdomen. She'd just masturbated like crazy, and now she was getting horny again? A cold splash on her face should help. Shaking her head, she headed to the shower.
Shwaaa—
Washing off with cold water cleared her head a bit. She knew masturbating like this was wrong. But lately, reining in her lust had become incredibly hard. Before, exhaustion from work had kept such thoughts at bay. Now, any night without Carrot in her bed meant masturbation without fail. Four nights a week, every night, spent rubbing herself raw. The other three? Teasing Carrot's body, indulging in filthy acts.
In truth, she was drowning in debauchery every single day of the week.
This isn't right...
Grimacing, she sighed heavily. It wasn't just the increased frequency. The real problem lately was the erotic dreams. Every time she fell asleep with Carrot, they came. Sucking her breasts, fingering that slick pussy. After mixing their bodies amid ragged breaths and drifting off... in her dreams, she'd fuck Carrot even harder. More intensely, more obscenely than reality. Licking each other's pussies voraciously, tongues clashing wildly. Grinding clits together until climax.
The orgasms in her dreams were pure bliss. The sensation of cresting with Carrot's skin pressed to hers—vivid as reality, happier than anything. It dwarfed the pleasure of fingering each other in bed. And it was tanking her work efficiency. She couldn't focus.
Masturbating helped a little, but she couldn't do that before every task.
I need to cut back on this lust...
Maybe handjobs weren't cutting it anymore? What if she used a toy for proper relief? She shook her head, lost in thought. No. She'd tough it out with willpower. Buying toys might lead to weird addictions.
With that resolve, she slapped her cheeks—smack smack—and quickly finished showering.
Tomorrow was a night with Carrot. Three nights a week felt too few, but this relentless wave of work left her no choice.
A smile tugged at Lucia's lips. Sure, the sudden changes had flustered her at first, but it beat not seeing Carrot's face at all. She couldn't wait. With that thought, she headed back to her office.
I slunk out of the shower with Lucy, shrinking into myself. She beamed at my face. I turned away, cheeks burning. Memories of what just happened flashed through my mind.
Lucy had toyed with my body so passionately. Teasing with those lewd touches. Sucking my pussy endlessly until I lost my mind. It was way past "helping with masturbation." No different from the filthy things I'd done with Lucia.
Once that realization hit, guilt crashed over me. Rachel wasn't enough—now her daughter too? I knew it wasn't full-on sex or lovemaking. But fooling around with my own student? That was plenty to feel ashamed about.
Damn this libido...!
I'd gotten swept up in the mood, no choice. But... was it really unavoidable? My head was a chaotic mess.
"Haa..."
Sighing softly, I eyed Lucy sidling closer.
"Hehe..."
Her tail and wings fluttered happily. What had her so pleased? She was cute, undeniably. Even after devouring my pussy so eagerly moments ago. I remembered her grinning as I writhed and moaned under that innocent face. She seemed like a different person then. Like Rachel, but not. Succubi gonna succubus? Had I awakened something twisted in her?
...I'd never let the mood carry me away like that again. Absolutely not.
"Sh-should we head back?"
"Y-yeah..."
Lucy nodded. Fresh from the shower, her cheeks were flushed—probably from our fun too.
"...Sis?"
Walking side by side, who should appear but Lua. My eyes went wide in surprise, then I shook it off. Why freak out over Lua? She had no clue what Lucy and I had done.
I twirled my damp hair and continued. "...Hey, Lua. Good evening."
She nodded, scrutinizing my face before frowning slightly.
"You two showered together?"
"Uh, y-yeah... H-how'd you know?"
No reason to panic, yet my heart pounded. Lua noticed, her gaze flicking between us suspiciously.
"Your hair's wet. Only showering at this hour does that."
"Ahaha... Y-yeah, true..."
I fiddled with my strands. Duh. I'd been too flustered to dry properly. Other places were wet too, but...
Lucy's eyes met Lua's. She smiled and wagged her tail. Lua flinched, a strange emotion crossing her face. Some unspoken vibe passed between them—I could tell that much.
"...Well, good night."
The air felt stifling. I waved them off and split. Something felt off. Lua's stare had an odd edge. Practically fleeing to my room, I curled up on the bed, deep breaths steadying me. Recalling Lucy's antics turned my face crimson—her calling my name while slurping my pussy so eagerly. I couldn't push the image away; I'd gotten lost in it too.
Thud, thud—
I shouldn't have done it. Never. Punching the pillow like mad, as a holy knight, this was unforgivable. Fooling around with my theology student? But what could I do? It was done.
"Haaa..."
Sighing deeply, I stared at the ceiling.
...Oh right, tomorrow Lucia's coming.
The thought slipped through the guilt. Yeah. Focus on that. No more nonsense—sleep, classes await.
I squeezed my eyes shut, chasing sleep. And that night... I had an erotic dream. Of Lucy, dressed as Lucia, ravishing me wildly.
A day had passed since Lucy "helped" Carrot masturbate.
"Hiyu, hii..."
Ragged breaths echoed in Lucia's room. The source? Carrot. Beside her stood the triplets, eyes glowing red.
Drool, slurp—
Lucia's delicate breaths leaked out. Carrot wore slutty lingerie—see-through, face flushed crimson. She stared at the sleeping Lucia, her lower abdomen glowing with the Sound Gate.
"Lucy sis, she won't wake up now, right?"
"Yeah. Mom made sure she's out."
"N-no guard up... or anything?"
"Makes sense. She's Carrot sis now. No way she'd imagine anything weird."
Lucy nodded at Ruen's words, licking her lips as she stood by Carrot. The girl was drooling from her pussy, arousal thick. Ruen gripped Carrot's ass hard.
"Ah... Ngh..."
Carrot's face was blank. But as Ruen snapped her fingers—
Snap—
"Eh, uh...?"
Carrot's hazy eyes cleared. Hypnosis lifted. But she now perceived this as a dream.
"Lu, cia...?"
Her pupils quivered. The triplets watched, amused. Lucy strode forward, pressing hard on Carrot's lower abdomen.
"Urk!?"
Carrot arched with a cute moan. Lucy stared into her eyes.
"...S-sis."
"Lucy...?"
"N-now... m-masturbate... h-here..."
Lucy commanded. Carrot's eyes widened.
"Y-yes...?"
Clueless to the suggestion, she flailed in confusion.
They'd gathered to implant the Sound Gate in Lucia's body too. Carrot was bonus fuel. The exhausting ritual needed her to boost morale, right?
Flustered, Carrot eyed the sleeping Lucia. Biting her lip, hands trembling, she began fingering her pussy.
The Sound Gate's command was absolute. Awake or not, resistance was futile.
Squelch, squelch—
Lewd wet sounds filled the air. Deep kisses and yin absorption tempted, but priority was carving a "nest" for the Sound Gate in Lucia—prepping her for absorption.
Lucy approached Lucia slowly, licking her lips. Sitting beside, she—
Swish—
—hiked up her pajamas.