It's Normal Not to Want to Leave the Warm Bed in the Morning
Originally, it was normal to hate leaving the bed in the morning, so my mouth felt unpleasant, but Hanbyeol seemed delighted anyway, and the mealtime passed peacefully. Laila looked extremely satisfied too. Of course, both of them felt pretty sorry at first when I just poked at my food, but since I kept smiling without letting my expression falter, the mood didn't sour further. I ate just enough of the food in front of me and sipped some water, and the rest was quietly lapped up by my tail dipping its tip in discreetly until the bowls were empty. If I'm not eating because the food has no taste, it cleans it up on its own like that, huh? I wondered if it stored that energy and would share it with me if I starved again, like when I'd been kidnapped and locked up by the Pope. The thought that I'd grown a bit fond of the tail warmed my heart. Maybe I should share some tasty stuff with it next time.
Anyway, we finished the meal without incident and returned home smoothly. I wanted to soak in warm water, but my exhausted body wouldn't be satisfied with just standing in the bathroom under hot water. I'd save the full bath for tomorrow's prayer meeting, so while Hanbyeol washed up, I sat on Iris's lap first—because she'd been waiting with a already-vibrating stone placed on her knee.
"You've had a hard day, Saintess. The rumors are already spreading far and wide."
"Because of catching the fire spirit?"
"Yes. They say you commanded everyone and completed the subjugation safely, even though your clothes burned off and you were down to your underwear."
"...Of all the rumors, it had to be that one..."
Along with the embarrassing story, the vibrator touched between my legs. Wanting to finish the physical exam and cast Purify on myself before Hanbyeol came out of the bathroom, I bent my knees and pressed my hips down firmly. The round vibrator wedged between the mound of my outer labia and pressed hard against my clitoris, vibrating intensely.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of. The public loves sensational stories, so they'll probably embellish it even more. But your achievements won't be overshadowed."
Iris's hands gently stroked my thighs and waist, her kind voice making me feel truly praised. My lower belly buzzed with electric pleasure, and I trembled, panting for breath.
"I didn't do, hngh, anything special..."
I clenched and unclenched the hands at the ends of my bound arms, unable to move. Biting my lower lip to stifle the moan threatening to escape—lest Hanbyeol hear—I endured. As my upper body started to tilt backward, Iris ordered Laila.
"Demon, support the Saintess from behind so she doesn't topple over."
"Yes."
Laila's soft breasts settled against the back of my head. My head sank between the two cushions, and my own breasts were slowly kneaded by Laila. Now unable to lean forward or back, I shuddered violently, gasping in arousal. The protrusion inside my panties ceaselessly stimulated my clitoris, and with the added vibrations, Iris's hand suddenly plunged into my vagina.
The stone pulled away from my clitoris, obediently allowing her hand to pass, heading toward my vaginal opening. My thoroughly aroused, relaxed passage was slick, letting Iris's slender fingers slide in smoothly. No pain or tightness now—I felt her fingers against my vaginal walls. It was a shame they couldn't go deeper, stopped by my hymen. My instincts for bearing children yearned for something thicker to fill me further, but Iris's fingers only gently caressed the tiny opening for menstrual blood before withdrawing.
"You've safely preserved your virginity again today."
Hngh, yes... hup!"
"Hanbyeol might hear."
As Iris's hand left my panties, the tendrils wrapped back around my clitoris, sending shivers through my whole body. I barely suppressed a scream thanks to Laila quickly clamping her hand over my mouth.
"Tch! ...Mmph..."
For a brief moment, my vision went white and my body quaked, then I slumped limply in Laila's arms. Iris turned off the stone's vibrations and slid her knee out from between my legs. Head hanging, gasping for breath with half-lidded eyes, I saw Iris's thigh glistening with my arousal fluids.
"Demon, stop kneading her. The Saintess isn't your plaything."
"Hing."
Laila gave my heaving breasts one last firm squeeze before releasing them. With the supporting hands gone, I started to pitch forward, but Iris caught me with her body. The climax marking the end of a long day left my mind blank. Iris cast Purify to cleanse my sweat, then wiped the moisture from my body with her sleeve. My hypersensitive body took even that as caresses and grew aroused again, but Iris showed no intention of going further, meticulously drying my forehead, nape, and every nook and cranny.
"Haa, ahhhn..."
Teased to the brink but denied the main event, I squirmed in frustration, only for Iris's scolding to fly.
"Getting aroused even from having your body wiped—truly irredeemably lewd. No wonder succubi are drawn to you."
"Huh, hearing that kinda hurts my pride. It means even I can't corrupt such a lewd Eve."
"Maybe you're just an incompetent demon."
Offended by Iris's sharp retort, Laila pulled me away from her and laid me on the sofa beside it, arguing back.
"What did you say? Hey, Inquisitor. Wanna step outside?"
"I'm not desperate enough to offer my body to a succubus who can't even seduce one lewd saintess."
"Wow, that stings!"
Fuming, Laila scooped up me—still catching my breath on the sofa—in her arms. Iris, who'd been stroking my legs on her thigh, didn't stop her from carrying me off.
"Why is your 'sister' Eve so unlikeable? Even if you're not blood-related, how can your personalities be that different?"
"Haha..."
Listening to Laila's grumbling, I was transported to my room. Meanwhile, Iris subtly scratched at Laila's back.
"I'll sleep with Hanbyeol tonight, so you two have fun. Who knows? Maybe the Saintess really will become a succubus."
I couldn't tell if she said it with full confidence it wouldn't happen, or if Iris secretly hoped I'd fall.
With my stamina bottomed out and that climax on top, I was nearly unconscious, barely clinging to awareness. Even so, Laila's hands subtly groping me over my clothes as she moved me to bed registered sharply, drawing a moan laced with a nasal whine.
"Ugh, it'd be cruel to touch you more here. You look exhausted, so I'll stop for tonight. Rest well."
"Haa..."
"Yeah. Goodnight. Sigh, I shouldn't have pushed her so hard back then."
Laila lay beside me and pulled the covers over us. Hearing her regretful mutter, I wondered if she was remorseful about ordering the male holy knights to ravage my body under the Pope's command, all to turn me into a succubus. But what I regretted right then wasn't that—it was the frustrated heat in my body after Iris and Laila had stoked my arousal, leaving me with just one meager climax and light petting.
Hanbyeol could finish showering any moment, though. I'd make do with Purify for now—warm water could wait for the bathhouse tomorrow morning. Hanbyeol insisted on a proper bath even after Purify, though. It let me show Iris my hymen was intact without embarrassing myself in front of Hanbyeol, but if I got needy and clung to Laila now and Hanbyeol walked in... it'd be so awkward. Sure, she said she wouldn't stop one-night stands with Laila, but this bed was our shared space.
I twisted my thighs together, suppressing the lust. The bare skin of my legs without stockings felt strangely unfamiliar after so long. As my breathing stayed ragged, Laila patted my stomach, perhaps to lull me to sleep—like soothing a child. Turning toward me, she tapped rhythmically. The vibrations reached my womb, making it hard, but Hanbyeol's cheerful voice from outside helped me hold back.
"Where's Ivy-unnie?"
"She went to bed first. Don't you need to dry your hair before sleeping?"
"That's what magic's for. I can dry it with a spell."
"Impressive."
"Then I'll go sleep with unnie first! Goodnight!"
"Sleep well."
Light footsteps approached the door, then it opened very carefully—no creak, just light spilling in, bright even through my closed eyelids.
"What? You two are already asleep?"
"Eve seemed really wiped out. She could barely stay conscious, so I put her to bed."
"Oh? Well, whatever. I'll just sleep too."
The bed dipped on one side as she flopped down, then slender arms wrapped around mine, legs tangling with my own. Hanbyeol clung to me like a cicada, and somehow, my lust-tormented body began to settle.
"Ah... Hanbyeol."
My voice came out sleepy; my body was ready for rest too. Hanbyeol grinned and rested her forehead on my shoulder.
"Tough day, huh? You did great."
"You too, Hanbyeol. Goodnight."
"Rest well, unnie."
Sandwiched between two beauties, how could I not sleep? Affection on one side, soft breasts on the other—it made me float blissfully. Being a woman wasn't regrettable anymore. That's why beauties hold me from both sides. It was just a shame I couldn't relieve the heat at will like this. Well, guys probably deal with blue balls too.
It was a night of frustrated happiness. The next morning, I woke with a haggard face—not from lusting after Hanbyeol and Laila, but pure sexual frustration. Sleep comes when your heart slows, but whenever Laila or Hanbyeol sleepily rubbed against me, I'd jolt awake, heart pounding. Not from the thrill of their touch, but my sensitive body freaking out at any contact. I couldn't push away Hanbyeol when she hugged me so sweetly. For a moment, I wondered if she was just affection-starved and indulging her, but she wasn't the type to stray.
This is all my body's fault for being so sensitive. Not Hanbyeol's. So, this overreactive body needed punishment. Make it suffer through a tiring day. Then it won't wake me up horny from a mere brush of skin tonight. Anyone hearing this would think I had split personalities or something crazy, but when your body acts against your will, what else can you think? I suspected Ivy's consciousness was dormant somewhere, unable to communicate with me.
"Unnie, your complexion looks awful... Are you sure you're not sick?"
"No, I'm fine... Just didn't recover fully from the fatigue."
"You really look unwell. Why not rest today?"
Hanbyeol scanned my face worriedly; even Iris didn't suggest a virginity check. Was it that bad? My eyes were a bit sunken, and I desperately wanted more bed rest, but this was my usual in the real world. I'd just gotten lazy since entering this body—nothing unfamiliar.
"You should skip the prayer meeting today."
Iris's worried tone delivered a shock. Skipping meant no filling my empty wallet. I'd planned to attend religiously for a while in case of urgent expenses, so two days straight off felt like a thunderbolt. Even with raid payouts coming, being broke now was anxiety-inducing.
"Iris, it's just my face—my body's fine."
"The prayer meeting isn't worth harming your health over."
"I'm grateful for the concern, but I'm really okay in this condition."
"...Then promise to say if you feel worn out. No pushing through. If you faint, we stop immediately and you rest all day."
"Yes."
Thankfully, Iris relented. Perfect—calm this frustrated body overnight and earn money. The thought brought a smile. But the moment I sank into the tub at the prayer meeting, sitting on the vibrating device, I let out an involuntary wail as my vision blurred.
"Heuughk."
Thanks to that, I avoided being the guild alliance's poster girl at their forced festival. Just like Iris said, I'd spend the day tied to the bed, unable to move.