#2-11 The Noble Saintess and the Succubi's Night (Lemon - Lesbian Lily Succubi Teasing ♥) (2)
Right now, Bereya Cathedral was protected by a special barrier. Originally, the cathedral maintained only the bare minimum barrier to conserve energy and prevent accidents, but after the murder ghost's intrusion attempt, it had activated its highest-level barrier and kept it running constantly.
Thanks to that, the succubi who had been sneaking in from the soldiers' barracks every night were in big trouble. The barrier had been at a level they could temporarily neutralize with their magic and illusions before, but now it was impossible.
So they came up with a solution: hiding in the saintess's room. The succubi had slipped inside before the barrier activated and had been lurking in her room all day. The room's owner, the saintess herself, had long fallen into their hands, so manipulating her perception was a piece of cake.
Plus, the saintess's room was deep inside the cathedral, making it easy to slip out at night and invade other high-ranking priestesses' rooms. There were occasional disturbances—reports of monsters or succubi sightings—but no one ever suspected they were hiding right here in the saintess's room, so they always got away.
"It's all thanks to Saintess here. And Noa, who helped us get close because of her friendship with the saintess."
"So tonight, we'll make you sweet, obedient girls feel so good again. So good you'll go insane."
The succubi chattered merrily.
On the saintess's bed. Noa and Lemon lay side by side beneath them, pinned down.
Mmm... Ah... Oh... Aah...
The room was modest, befitting a saintess, so the bed was narrow. With two people squeezed in, they couldn't help but feel each other's breaths, moans, and lewd tremors.
First, the succubi slathered them with aphrodisiac—tons of it, refined with their own power. Not just their bodies, but the sheets were soaked through, but they didn't care.
Next came kisses. The three succubi took turns pressing their lips to the saintess and the holy knight's, savoring each one. These weren't quick pecks; each kiss lasted minutes, deep and lingering.
Noa, already well-trained, was one thing, but even the saintess responded eagerly now, her training complete. Her sticky, slick tongue was ravaged by the succubus's long one.
Maybe because it was the noble saintess's mouth, but it was so sweet, with an incredibly erotic flavor.
"Hah... ♡ How can even her saliva... and breath... be this slutty, this saintess... ♡"
"Hard to believe a body like this belongs to a cleric. More like a sex cleric."
The succubi drooled as they appraised her body. Even they, demons of lust, rated it outrageously lewd. A body brimming with the talents of an ultimate female.
Upper-rank succubi could modify bodies to some extent, but crafting something this perfectly lewd was nearly impossible.
How could a body this slutty exist? How did she even manage to be a cleric with it? The more you looked, the more you wanted to lament.
After thoroughly enjoying her mouth with endless kisses, they moved to her massive breasts and nipples, tormenting them.
They kneaded the soft mounds with hands infused with demonic energy, rubbing and teasing the nipples wickedly.
As they kept groping, something white began oozing from the tips—spurt, spurt.
After days of tampering, her body had been remade to their tastes in every way. Her perpetually erect nipples and this lactation were part of it.
The succubus suckled her milk with mouth and tail—slurp, slurp. It was mana converted to milk, so as long as her reserves held, it never ran out.
"Whoa, looks delicious~ Tag me in quick~."
"Suck the bottom one. It's free, right?"
No helping it, another succubus climbed atop her. She ground her crotch against the saintess's lower belly, right over her womb, masturbating shamelessly while flicking the poor clit with her fingers.
Mmm... Ah... Mmngh...
The saintess beneath them let out pitiful moans. Her face looked strained under two succubi, but even that only stoked their sadism—it was so deliciously erotic.
"Sis... ter... Sisteerrr...."
Beside her was Noa, who had sold her out—though she had no idea. Without Noa, capturing the saintess this easily would've been impossible.
Noa lay turned toward her, masturbating furiously to the sight. She plunged her fingers into her pussy—squelch, squelch—soothing her desperately aroused body.
Another succubus whispered filthy obscenities in her ear, fanning the flames.
"Good girl, such a good girl. You're doing so well."
"That's why you're so lovable, Noa. Master will praise you tons later. Our Noa is such a cute, loyal, adorable sow ♡☆"
It wasn't just whispers; this succubus had shapeshifted into Gaon's exact likeness. Noa's endurance was already crumbling from their voices alone.
But with her beloved master's face, voice, and hands caressing her? She couldn't hold back.
Any guilt over betraying her sister melted away at "his" voice.
Noa climaxed instantly—"Aaaah... ♡"—from her own fingers.
Right beside her beloved sister.
Huff... Hah... Slurp... Smooch... Smooch...
Now Lemon and Noa were locked in a 69, devouring each other's sexes.
After dosing them with aphrodisiacs and curses until they were beasts in heat, the succubi had left them alone—and they'd started this themselves.
They rubbed their voluptuous breasts against each other, probing and licking while pressing their pussies harder against the other's face.
The succubi watched with amused chuckles.
"By the way, what about Master's orders?"
"Corrupt the church folks first—the important ones, right?"
Five succubi dispatched here total. Two left outside the barrier, three inside.
The pair outside would persuade and conquer key figures—like those elder council geezers.
The three inside corrupted from within. They'd started low—junior priestesses—but now targeted higher ranks.
For tougher marks, Noa's help sealed it. Her Luck skill guaranteed success on Persuasion rolls. A critical? Instant win.
"Not quite prisoner-slave material yet."
"But primed for Master to handle easily."
True enough. Still, the succubi wanted more.
"Second Saintess already fell to Master."
"So left are... First Saintess and the Pope, maybe."
"Holy Knight Captain too. That tough-looking woman."
Maybe from nightly high-rank prey—especially the saintess—they'd evolved. Low to mid-rank, mid to upper.
With this EXP farm, it was inevitable.
The new power bred omnipotence. Why not aim higher?
"Heh, wonder if Master and Lilith will be pleased~."
"Success? Ecstatic. Failure..."
"Worry about that later."
They giggled, then approached Noa and Lemon as time came.
Hands on their heads, and the two—lost in bestial pleasure—drooped and slept.
Not mere sleep. They'd given physical bliss; now for mental.
Succubi, aka dream demons, could invade and manipulate dreams.
What dreams tonight~.
Gaon was a given. Surrounded by 100 Gaons, gangbanged endlessly? Or cozy newlywed life, nonstop baby-making sex? Or sadistic Gaon breaking them?
They sank into filthy dreams, faces growing lewder by the second.
The succubi slurped the delicious yin energy leaking out, chattering happily.
