Chapter 22
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: Interference (4)
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Any physical relationship had its quirks, but when it came to sex between priests, "compatibility" was far and away the most important and essential factor.
A foundation primarily rooted in the rank of one's divine qualities... Finding physical affinity between bodies.
Word had it that some started mingling just to elevate their realms, only to gradually succumb to that inner harmony and end up married.
"......Something......"
In that regard, Lete and I were historic—for better or worse.
Our divine qualities were nearly identical in rank. Strictly speaking, Lete held a slight edge, but it wasn't a meaningful gap.
That alone made for the perfect pairing, so with our affinities aligning perfectly too, what more was there to say?
Of course, my compatibility with Israfeel was pretty good as well. Just thinking about sex with her sent blood rushing straight south in pure bliss.
But.
"Hoo, hoo......"
"......"
"......Guh, ngh."
The bed shared with a woman like family, the taboo thrill that numbed my brain... None of it compared to what I had with Lete.
A stark gap I hadn't even noticed when Israfeel seduced me into bed.
In truth, we hadn't even gotten to penetration yet. Right now, I was just leaning against the wall, receiving service from Lete.
"Hng, mm, mmm......"
And there she was, Lete, on her knees before me, carefully licking and sucking my cock.
With the reverence and humility of someone tending to a priceless treasure.
Lete herself was giving me what was commonly called fellatio.
Her blue eyes gazing up at me as she diligently worked her mouth and tongue were utterly beautiful.
I reflexively reached out, and Lete eagerly took my hand, guiding it to gently stroke her cheek.
It was pure seduction. Lete Heresia, who had always seemed so arrogant and infuriating... now felt endearingly obedient.
"Hmph, hoo......"
My hips twitched faintly as I let out a long breath. It felt like my breathing couldn't keep up with my racing blood.
One slip in focus, and I might not last even a few seconds, blowing my load pathetically.
I didn't want to show that side of myself to Lete. I wanted to hold out somehow...
'This is seriously tough.'
A wry chuckle escaped me. Her fellatio was clumsy, dripping with inexperience, but the mere touch of her tongue sent electric tingles racing through my body.
Her posture was awkward, her tongue work unskilled. Her teeth grazed the skin painfully at times.
Yet the sexual pleasure crushed every discomfort. A lascivious ecstasy that made complaint unthinkable.
"......Ha."
Enduring this far was a miracle. My lips twisted into a grin.
At this rate, climax was imminent. Desperate to distract myself, I forced words out.
"Hey...... Lete."
"......"
Her voice breathy as she glanced up at my call.
Not pulling away even then—it was adorably endearing. Wondering if I deserved this satisfaction, it felt like top-tier service.
I chuckled softly, gently stroking her ash-blonde hair.
"......If only you were this obedient all the time."
Honest words, but also meant to tease her.
"Think you'll start treating me with a bit more respect from now on, even outside times like this......!?"
Crunch! A vicious sound came from below, turning me pale as I clutched Lete's temples.
My words cut off mid-sentence. Speaking would only unleash a more agonizing scream first.
Where had that tender, alluring gaze gone?
"......Wan' diiie......?"
Her eyes shot daggers, fierce enough to bury a man.
She glared with chilling menace, deliberately nipping my skin with her teeth.
Probably something like "Want to die......?"
Too pained to translate on the spot, the ache restored my manners.
My attitude turned polite instantly. I stroked her cheek as tenderly as possible.
"Sorry, just kidding. Did that piss you off? Ha, haha."
"......"
"So, uh, could you ease off the teeth a bit?"
"......"
"......Please."
My humble plea worked, maybe. Lete's brows twitched as if debating "bite harder or not"—
"......Mmm."
—but soon forgave my slip, resuming her gentle tongue work.
Her tongue and mouth enveloped me warmly, softly. Her initial clumsiness grew more skilled step by step.
Even the near-bite earlier turned into thrilling excitement.
Lete's sharp, displeased glare felt like an aphrodisiac now.
......A dopamine addict's mindset, sure. But if I teased her more mischievously now?
The answer was obvious without thinking. Lete had a tough streak; she might just rip it off.
'Regrow it with divine power anyway,' she'd say.
'Hmm.'
Decision made swiftly.
'Better not.'
I nodded, suppressing the urge. Teasing her was tempting as ever, but now wasn't the time.
With my cock in her mouth, humility was key.
Even without risky antics, the stimulation was plenty. Climax loomed, I was certain.
"Guh......!"
The precursor to release. I grimaced; Lete narrowed her eyes.
Sensing my expression and the throbbing in her mouth.
Her eyes curved into silent crescents. A dazzling, beautiful, bewitching smile.
Only laced with perilous allure.
A chill ran down my spine, but it only amplified the thrill.
How did I end up like this? We were both slaves to lust, inescapably.
Having found unparalleled pleasure, how could we suppress desire?
I bit my lip hard, yanking Lete's hair roughly. She skillfully rolled her tongue, engulfing me with a moan.
Nearly to her throat, she finally parted her lips.
"......Phew."
A tiny mocking laugh at my ridiculous state, her voice husky yet seductive.
"......Shoot as much as you can, Evan. I'll swallow your cum—special privilege."
The final push for my already teetering limit.
I squeezed my eyes shut; something surged from my lower body.
Gush, gush...!
"......Mm, gulp!?"
Climax hit in an instant, spilling white fluid. Lete blinked in slight surprise at the fullness in her mouth.
"......"
But soon, with a resigned or adapted softness, her throat bobbed rhythmically.
Swallowing every bit down her gullet.
It had to taste awful, no pleasure in it, yet she savored it dreamily, tongue working like fine cuisine.
"Kgh......!"
For me, post-climax sensitivity made her smooth tongue torturous.
Stinging pain rose from below.
Lete ignored my agony, licking relentlessly, sucking out the last remnants from my urethra.
"H-Hey, stop, ngh, stop. Please."
"......"
She ignored my desperate pleas.
Blissfully devouring every inch, as if my suffering meant nothing.
"......Hoo, heh."
Only after thorough cleaning did she release me.
A thin trail of milky liquid dripped from her lips along her jaw.
Vulgarly erotic—but I felt no stirring desire at the sight.
......My legs gave out.
Thud!
My body crumpled. From leaning against the wall to sliding down it.
"Hahk, hahk......"
Ragged breaths escaped. As if she'd drained every ounce of vitality from me.
Regardless, Lete stared blankly downward from her spot.
Straight at my crotch. Her piercing gaze paled me.
"......Hey, Lete. Lete Heresia."
I called urgently.
No response.
Her blue eyes were already half-lidded.
"Lete. Lady Lete, Lady Heresia?"
"......"
"No, right? You're not gonna, are you? You won't, yeah?"
Knowing the answer, I asked blindly, pressing against the wall in growing panic.
Lete... crawled toward me with vacant eyes.
As my face drained of color, as I reluctantly reached out—
Slap!
"......Ah."
She swatted my hand away dismissively, brushing hair behind her ear.
Then eyed my lower body.
Grabbed my cock.
"Ah......"
"......"
Her face faintly flushed, she dove down. Toward my crotch.
Like a hawk snatching prey near the water's surface.
"Mmph."
As Evan let out a silent scream, Lete Heresia pondered with his cock in her mouth.
'......What is this.'
Something had gone terribly wrong. This might be a big problem.
With half-lidded, dreamy eyes and a vacant smile, she rolled her tongue.
Licking up every trace of semen from his shaft.
Lete closed her eyes again.
'What the hell......'
And thought to herself.
'Why...... does this taste good......?'
It shouldn't taste good......?