Chapter 324: Guwon's Counterattack
Chapter 324: Guwon's Counterattack
“Haaah! Haah! Y-You…”
As she received pleasure from the Saint's full power, Matilda fell into my arms with a face even more deeply in love.
Ugh! The guilt, the guilt!
No matter how I tried to justify it as a means to break her curse, the guilt of using her personality to have sex with her just wouldn't fade.
In truth, this wasn't the only way to break the curse.
Right. If I had transferred the curse to Leia's body, none of this would have been necessary.
But even though I knew that, I deliberately didn't say a single word about it.
I felt terrible for Matilda, but my girls were my top priority, more than anyone else.
If I was certain the curse would break after having sex just once, I would have transferred it to Leia and slept with her. However, the notion that sex could break the curse was just a strong possibility, not a guarantee.
What if I transferred the curse to Leia, and sex didn't break it?
Leia had said it herself. The curse also has the effect of making its host fall in love easily.
Of course, she also said that Matilda's case was an extreme result of the curse merging with her original personality, and it wouldn't be as severe for others.
Still, there was a chance, however faint, that Leia could develop such feelings for someone other than me.
Of course, I don't believe my angel's feelings for me would waver over a mere curse, but I didn't want to allow even the slightest possibility of that happening.
Right. As long as I'm alive and watching, I could never let that happen.
What about transferring it to Leia, trying sex, and if the curse doesn't break, just transferring it back to Matilda?
Of course, I considered that. But I dismissed it immediately.
This is my angel we're talking about, not just anyone.
Would she really try to pass a curse that entered her own body back to Matilda just because it couldn't be broken?
To Matilda, who had already sacrificed herself by bearing the curse alone for years?
Like saying, "Well, we tried to break it and it didn't work, so you can have it back now"?
I couldn't imagine her doing that.
It was obvious that she would try to sacrifice herself this time.
Because I know Leia's personality so well, I deliberately came to hold Matilda without saying a single word to Leia about any of this.
Leia might have already noticed.
No, chances are she's already figured it out.
She was about to say something earlier, right before we went down to the dining hall.
But I sensed something was up and playfully brushed it off.
Since Leia didn't try to say anything after that, it's safe to assume she was about to bring it up, but then understood my intentions and kept quiet.
Anyway, for all those reasons, I'm feeling an immense sense of guilt toward Matilda right now.
Besides, this was the same Matilda who falls in love so easily, yet she had resisted having sex, even if only for a moment.
As a cleric, she must view the act of sex as something far more special than others do.
And I coaxed a girl like that… Dammit. I'm doing this to help her, so why do I have to feel this way?
There's no other way. The best I can do is to treat her as if I truly love her, at least for this moment.
“Does it feel good?”
“Mhm! Nnh!”
Matilda reached out, wrapped her arms around my neck, and nodded, pressing her forehead against my chest.
She wasn't as undone as my girls usually get, but it seemed to be working.
Her level is a bit higher than Silvia's, so I was a little worried, but this was a relief.
“Then show me that blissful face properly.”
I gently unwrapped Matilda's arms from my neck, laid her back down on the bed, and stared intently at her whole body.
Now undressed and wearing only her underwear, Matilda had a magnificent body, curved in all the right places.
And she was wearing pure white, innocent-looking underwear that didn't quite match her somewhat aggressive personality or her voluptuous figure.
Well, they said her aggressive personality wasn't her real one, and since she's a cleric, maybe it's natural she wouldn't wear anything flashy?
In any case, that unbalanced feeling seemed to only enhance Matilda's charm.
As I stared, Matilda averted her eyes for a moment as if a little embarrassed, but she soon met my gaze again.
Staring at me with the hazy eyes of someone in love, as if she wanted to keep looking at me forever.
I slowly brought my face close to hers.
“Ah…”
Matilda closed her eyes slightly, her eyelids trembling.
Sorry to betray your expectations.
I kissed not her lips, but her cheek.
Then, I slowly moved down, planting little pecks.
Past her smooth, lovely neck, past her collarbone, and down to her chest.
When I kissed the upper swell of her breast, slightly exposed above her underwear, Matilda's body trembled.
I lifted my head, gave her a slight smile with my eyes, and placed my mouth on the center of her chest, over her underwear.
As I moved my lips over the fabric as if exploring, I finally found the small, protruding bud.
“Hnngh! Hnnh!”
When I gently bit the bud with my front teeth, Matilda hugged my head tightly with both arms, arching her back like a bow and thrashing.
Silly girl. The Saint's full power is still active. The closer you press against me, the harder it will be to endure.
I didn't stop stimulating Matilda; instead, I spurred things on.
I slipped my hand into her panties, and into that already wet place, I thrust my index and middle fingers and stirred them around.
“Hnngh! Nnh! Mmmh!”
Matilda was now frozen in a pose with her back arched like a bow, her hips hovering continuously above the bed.
“Mmmh! I, I... Hnngh! Nnh! Eh?”
And just as Matilda was about to climax, I deliberately stopped all movement of my mouth and hands.
“Wh-Why did you stop?”
When I suddenly stopped, Matilda asked with a look of disappointment.
Don't be so impatient.
Part of my intention was to treat Matilda as if I truly loved her, at least for this moment, but that wasn't the only reason I was putting so much effort into foreplay.
They said sex could break the curse, but I didn't know the exact conditions.
Is penetration the condition? Or is it the woman's orgasm? Or maybe the man finishing inside?
Since I don't know what the condition is, I have to test everything.
That's why I was caressing her so meticulously, to ensure I could bring Matilda, who is a higher level than me, to climax during penetration.
I could just use Last Resort of Pride after penetrating her, but that consumes all my essence, so I'd rather not use it if I can help it.
“It's a waste to feel it like this. If you're going to feel it, it should be with this…”
I pulled my body away from Matilda's and said, taking off my clothes.
“Ah… A-Amazing… It's so…”
Seeing my stiffly erect member, Matilda blushed softly.
You're the amazing one.
I'd called her underwear innocent-looking before, but the sight of her in it now was completely different.
Up top, her pink nipples were visible through the fabric, now transparent from my saliva. Down below, her underwear was soaked through with her own fluids, becoming sheer and clinging so tightly that the shape of her mound was clearly visible.
“Ah, wait a moment…”
Just as I was about to push her soaked underwear aside and enter her, Matilda suddenly sat up.
What's wrong? Is she refusing now?
No way. If she was going to refuse, she would have done it sooner.
Besides, I've already brought her to the brink of orgasm. She must want me inside her right now, too.
Ignoring my puzzled gaze, Matilda sat up, gently embraced me, and made me lie down on the bed.
Then, she climbed on top of me and, still with that love-struck face, looked down at me and said.
“It's not fair for me to be the only one receiving.”
With that, Matilda slowly lowered her face to mine.
Huh? Wait.
I panicked for a moment.
What should I do?
No matter how hard I try to act like I'm in love, in the end, it's just an act.
To maintain a final boundary, I had avoided kissing Matilda on the lips.
I considered it a line I absolutely had to keep, for the sake of my girls who had allowed me to sleep with another woman.
But I didn't have the courage to turn my head away now.
First, the mood I'd carefully built up would be shattered in an instant. More importantly, the hurt Matilda would feel would be immense.
What do I do? What's the right thing to do?
But Matilda's lips never touched mine.
For a fleeting moment, a sad expression crossed Matilda's face, and then she kissed my cheek.
Her intention was crystal clear. Matilda knew.
She knew that I was deliberately avoiding kissing her.
But that expression lasted only for an instant. After kissing my cheek and pulling away, Matilda looked at me with the same dazed, love-struck expression as before and gave a bashful smile, as if nothing had happened.
Then, just as I had done earlier, she began to slowly move down, planting little pecks.
Past my neck and collarbone, slowly toward my chest.
Reaching my chest, Matilda caressed it as if she found me unbearably lovely, then brought her mouth to my nipple and began to stimulate it, lapping at it with her tongue.
At the same time, she stimulated my other nipple by circling it with her finger, while her other hand moved down and began to slowly stroke my Dick.
Even as her tongue worked on my chest, her eyes remained fixed on me.
And every time my body flinched and trembled in response to the stimulation, she would give a bashful smile as if she couldn't get enough of it and stimulate me even more eagerly.
“How is it? Does it feel good?”
“Y-Yeah…”
It felt incredibly good.
However, as the pleasure grew, so did the guilt in equal measure.
Dammit. Am I really whispering false love to a girl like this?
“I'm so glad…”
But regardless of my inner turmoil, Matilda seemed happy as she continued her service.
After caressing my chest for a while, Matilda's body moved further down.
As if she had a muscle fetish, she lovingly stroked my abs, then took my Dick in her hand and planted a soft kiss on the tip.
Then, holding it, she began to pepper it with so many little pecks that there wasn't a single spot her lips hadn't touched.
Of course, that probably wasn't her intention at all, but to me, it looked as if she was satisfying her desire to kiss me in the only way she could.
“It's so gallant. I've never seen anything like it.”
“W-Well. I told you, didn't I? I'm an apostle of the Goddess. This is nothing.”
Regardless of the guilt in my heart, as long as Matilda was this into it, I had to keep up the act.
I answered, deliberately putting on a bluff.
“I see.”
Matilda, who clearly hadn't believed me when I said I was the Goddess's messenger, accepted my bluff without any protest and took my Dick into her mouth.
Even then, her gaze remained fixed on my face, and whenever our eyes met, she would give me a bashful smile.
When I unconsciously reached out and brushed back the hair of the woman sucking my cock, Matilda rubbed her head against my hand as if seeking affection.
“Haah. Haah. I'm sorry. I can't hold back any longer. I don't think I've done as much for you as you did for me, but… may I put it in?”
Matilda said, pulling her mouth away and slowly sitting up.
“Of course. I want to be connected with you too, Matilda.”
“Yes… Hnngh!”
She pushed her own underwear aside, aligned her pussy with the tip of my Dick, and then lowered her hips, taking all of me inside her.
“Haah, haah, haah, I-It's in…”
Then, with a smile happier than any I'd ever seen, she buried her face in my chest and nuzzled her cheek against me.