Oh, My Saintess (2)
Oh, My Saintess (Part 2)
Saintess Choi Yeon-joo called my name and gently held my hand.
The Divine Power surging through our touching skin was so fierce it made my spine tingle intensely.
Originally, as a body of the Demon Tribe, I should have screamed, but the lewd succubus core residing in my body converted even this pain into a strange pleasure, making my lower abdomen throb.
Fortunately, however, my reason was more perfect and cool-headed than ever.
'It's a good thing I just drained Lee Hae-su the Librarian's entire Demonic Power reserves; otherwise, I might have pounced on this woman right here.'
The Demonic Power, full to the brim, suppressed my body's arousal and allowed me to maintain a calm Sage Time.
The self that was a man in a past life began to analyze the situation without rashly losing control in front of this overwhelmingly beautiful woman.
There was definitely an assignment like this.
[Special Personal Assignment]
▶ Assignment Name: [Assisting the Saintess with mental and physical stability and physical conditioning before the Archbishop's Consecration Ceremony]
▶ Content: The Saintess is in a state of extreme tension, so we are seeking a 'Female Student' to manage her body's rhythm and stress by her side. (Male students are forbidden due to impropriety)
"Yes, that's right. I saw the Saintess-nim's... conditioning assistance assignment in the academy notebook."
At my answer, Choi Yeon-joo's clear silver eyes curved into an arc.
"That's a relief. Male students aren't allowed to touch my body due to the laws of the order, so it was a bit troublesome. For a beautiful and proper Female Student like Lee Seo-yang to come, it's truly a blessing from God."
She led me by the hand towards a narrow corridor behind the altar.
It was a private room used as both a personal prayer room and a lounge.
Her silver hair swayed with every step, and her breathtaking hip line couldn't be hidden even by her loose nun's habit.
If it were me in my past life, I would have gotten a nosebleed and averted my gaze, but now, hidden behind the perfect shield of being a fellow 'Female Student,' I could admire her flawless back.
Her white ankles, slightly visible when she walked, looked especially alluring.
By the way, a woman's body is truly the best weapon for approaching other beautiful women without suspicion.
Click.
As the door to the private room closed, cutting off the cool air from outside, only the soft glow of the Demonic Power lamp and the rich scent of frankincense filled the space.
"Hoo..."
As soon as she entered the empty private room, Choi Yeon-joo released the tension that had been taut like a bowstring about to snap, letting out a deep sigh.
"It's hot, so you can take off your outer garment. I'll also make myself a bit more comfortable."
She took off her heavy, antique Saintess's habit and hung it on a chair.
At that moment, her upper body, clad in thin white silk innerwear, was revealed.
Her back line, where her skin was subtly visible through the thin fabric, slightly damp with sweat, and the curves of her ample breasts, asserting their presence with every breath.
'...Wow, her body is insane. At that level...'
Although I was in a woman's body, the male instinct within me let out an exclamation of admiration. However, what caught my rational eye before any visual stimulation was her severe physical condition.
'That's completely at its limit.'
Once she was in lighter clothing, it became starkly clear how rigid her muscles were.
The line extending from her nape to her shoulders and lower back was stiff as a rock, and her fingertips were trembling subtly.
The expectations of tens of thousands of people pouring in before the grand event of the Archbishop's Consecration Ceremony. The daily asceticism and penance, and the pressure of having to forcibly control immense Divine Power.
Even to me, who didn't have deep medical knowledge, she was currently in a state of extreme 'Sympathetic Nerve Hyperactivity.'
Chronic stress and insomnia were gnawing away at this beautiful woman's body from the inside.
"Shall I lie down on the bed?"
Choi Yeon-joo carefully lay down on the cot placed under the lamp light.
"Yes. Please make yourself comfortable, Yeon-joo unnie."
I deliberately used a friendly honorific as I approached the bedside.
It's common in society for Female Students to call each other 'unnie' and 'dongsaeng.' She, too, seemed not to dislike the 'unnie' honorific deep down, as she smiled faintly.
I sat on the edge of the bed and carefully placed my hands on her back.
"Hmph..."
As my cold fingertips touched her warm skin, Choi Yeon-joo flinched her shoulders.
"It's very stiff. It might hurt a little."
I pressed my thumb firmly between her shoulder blades, letting a very subtle and gentle form of Demonic Power flow into her.
"Ah, it doesn't hurt... but it feels strange."
"How does it feel?"
"Well... it feels cool, yet like warm water is seeping into my body. Lee Seo-yang, your touch is really soft and nice."
Her breathing gradually began to relax.
I then began to seriously work on loosening her tense muscles.
My hands slowly moved down from her shoulders, following her spine.
The Saintess's soft skin, felt through the thin silk fabric, evoked a strange sense of depravity just by touching it.
"Mmm..."
Every time my hands found a stiff pressure point, a faint, pained moan escaped Choi Yeon-joo's lips.
It wasn't a sound mixed with sensuality, but coming from the usually dignified Saintess, this unguarded sound tickled my ears immensely.
'...This position is a bit uncomfortable.'
Sitting by the bed and pressing, I couldn't put enough weight into it.
Without much thought, I put my knees on the bed and positioned myself with my legs spread on either side of Choi Yeon-joo's thighs.
An extremely suggestive posture reminiscent of a riding position.
If I were a man, it would have been an impious act I wouldn't dare imagine, but now I was a seemingly perfectly beautiful 'Female Student.'
The justification of skinship between women was this powerful.
"I'll press a little deeper. I need to put some weight into it."
"Yes, as you like... Aah."
As I leaned forward and put my weight down, my heavy breasts, inside my school uniform shirt, naturally brushed against Choi Yeon-joo's back.
The sensation of my two soft curves pressing against her back. Choi Yeon-joo seemed to feel it too, as her earlobes, as she lay prone, instantly turned bright red.
"L-Lee Seo-yang...?"
"Yes? Are you in pain?"
I pretended not to know, asking in an innocent voice, and lowered my hands towards her waist.
With my chest still against her back, my fingertips gently massaged the area where her slender waist met her hips.
"No, it's not that... Yo, your chest... it's touching..."
Choi Yeon-joo mumbled in a voice as small as a mosquito's.
"Oh, I'm sorry. It keeps touching when I lean forward. Shall I move away if it's uncomfortable?"
"Oh, no! It's, it's just between women, so what... Lee Seo-yang, your scent is nice, and... my back feels warm... it actually feels like the tension is easing."
Bingo.
I cheered inwardly. The rich, sweet body scent unique to a Succubus, and the soft touch of my flesh.
With the addition of the subtle Demonic Power that calmed her sympathetic nerves, her body, which had been in a state of extreme tension, was helplessly leaning into me.
I leaned my head close to her ear as she lay prone. My breath gently tickled her white nape.
"Have you been sleeping well lately? Your body is so tense, unnie."
At my gentle whisper, the Saintess's defenses, which had been like an iron fortress, slowly crumbled.
"...Actually, for the past month, I haven't slept more than two hours a day. Even when I close my eyes, I hear prayers like hallucinations, and people's gazes feel like they're strangling me..."
Her voice was slightly tinged with the tears she had suppressed until now.
"You've been through a lot. Don't think about anything today and just rest well. I'll take care of everything for you."
I whispered gently, and with both hands, softly stroked her shoulders and nape.
Her body, stiff with tension, felt as if it were gently relaxing in my embrace.
"Haa..."
Before long, a deep, comfortable breathing sound flowed from Choi Yeon-joo's lips.
The tension in her shoulders completely released, and her trembling fingertips also became still.
Her overactive sympathetic nerves calmed down, and she fell into a state of perfect sleep.
"...She fell asleep."
I slowly lifted my chest from her back and quietly got off the bed.
The Saintess's face, as she slept prone under the lamp light, was flawlessly beautiful and peaceful.
Just moments ago, a depraved impulse had arisen to corrupt this perfect woman immediately and make her cry out in pleasure, but seeing her sleep so defenselessly, a strange sense of conquest and satisfaction welled up instead.
Simply mingling bodies isn't the only form of copulation.
To infiltrate the most private domain of such a noble woman and make her body unable to sleep without me.
Isn't that also the greatest pleasure a Succubus can enjoy?
Of course, I still intend to mingle bodies somehow.
"I'll tame you slowly, very deliciously, Yeon-joo noona... no, Yeon-joo unnie."
I carefully pressed my lips to Choi Yeon-joo's silver hair as she slept, then picked up my outer garment and quietly left the prayer room.
The subtle warmth lingering in my lower abdomen felt like a pleasant heat today.