episode_0071

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I could have found any number of excuses.

I was overwhelmed by the successive attacks of monsters and devils, and I almost died when my stomach was even pierced.

I was also busy trying to settle into a new home, and as soon as I had a bit of breathing room, I immediately found and protected a new survivor.

And, in all of those moments, Kunat’s devilish prodding and whispering were there.

I didn’t have the leeway to meticulously take care of my surroundings or the time to calmly sort out my thoughts.

But even so…

How could I have forgotten this?

That the Ebony Wolf that had taken over Lucia’s body was closer to a beast in nature,

That the more Lucia drew out the devil’s power, the more Lucia grew closer to the Ebony Wolf.

That Lucia, who had abused the devil’s power, was slowly being swallowed up by beastly desires.

Lucia came to me again.

The memories of that day, which I had momentarily forgotten in my busy days, began to vividly resurface.

The smell of that day and the scene of that day.

Even the feel of her soft, warm skin.

“…Lucia.”

“Priest…”

Lucia’s eyes and voice, directed at me, were filled with moisture.

Despite the cold outside, beads of sweat started to form and moisten her naked body.

A mysterious, indescribable magic mixed with Lucia’s breath flew to me, hit my body, and scattered in all directions.

A dizzying feeling rang in my head, making it hard to breathe.

With the patience I drew from within, I slowly shook my head from side to side.

“No… Lucia.”

I couldn’t grant her request.

Unlike before when I didn’t know anything, I had already experienced it, so there was no other answer than refusal.

I know now.

I can’t endure this pleasure.

I remember the sweet pleasure that Lucia’s skin brought last time.

The sensation of her plump breasts sinking between my fingers and the firm tips of her nipples scratching the center of my palm as they pleasantly pushed back.

All of those memories came back to life vividly in my mind in a single moment.

“I… can’t do it…”

If only she were a fearsome monster,

If only she were an incarnation of evil, wicked and cunning,

If only she were a despicable villain, the worst of humanity,

If only she were a weapon of immense destructive power that tore people apart,

I would have fought back and resisted with all my might.

But, Lucia was a fragile girl.

A beautiful woman, and a very kind child.

She was soft skin and a voice like a stringed instrument.

She was tears of pain from a tragic past and a prisoner trapped in a sad fate.

I have lived a life of resisting all pain and threats.

I could resist almost everything in this world.

But not this.

If I were to touch Lucia now, I wouldn’t be able to resist at all.

Until now, I had been avoiding temptations before they came to me.

I realized not only that I couldn’t resist temptation, but that I had never actually overcome it.

“…Priest.”

“No. I’m sorry, but I absolutely can’t.”

“Ah, ah…”

Lucia trembled slightly, looking hurt by my refusal.

She seemed to have never imagined being rejected.

However, she didn’t beg me any further.

She simply closed her eyes tightly and lowered her head, embracing her exposed upper body with her own arms.

“…Yes, I understand.”

She bit her lip, forcibly suppressing her panting breath.

The grey hair that flowed down along her lowered head glistened beautifully in the moonlight.

It was like watching a silver waterfall.

Her red eyes, quietly shining between those silver streams, glowed with thirst and deprivation.

The moment I met those eyes, I felt like a herbivore facing a predator.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her appearance, which seemed to show both a fragile girl and a hungry wolf at the same time.

“…”

“Priest…”

Lucia opened her mouth with a trembling voice, her head still lowered.

Her gaze was still glaring at me from the darkness.

“I like you, Priest.”

“…Yes.”

“I want to do everything you want, Priest.”

“…”

Unlike usual, she didn’t stutter.

Her frail voice, trembling but never breaking, ceaselessly tickled my ears.

“I’ll do anything you want, Priest.”

“…”

“And, I won’t want anything… that you don’t want.”

“Yes… Thank you. Then go back to your room… It’s late…”

“But,”

Lucia interrupted me, as if she wasn’t finished yet, and continued her sentence.

“I’m… so tormented. My body is hot and itchy… My stomach is empty… I want to be with you, Priest… I’m so tormented,”

“…”

“So…”

Lucia slowly dropped the blanket that had been covering her shoulders.

Then she slowly laid down on the bed as if collapsing, and slowly lifted her hips.

“Lucia… what are you…”

I couldn’t finish my sentence.

It was because Lucia was pulling her nightgown down further, which was hanging on her hips.

The rolled-up garment slipped past her hips and stopped, caught on her knees.

Lucia dropped her hips back onto the bed and slowly lifted both legs into the air.

Her tightly closed genitals, like the plump lips between her closed legs, and her adorable buttocks below.

Lucia vulnerably revealed all of her precious and intimate secrets to me.

“…”

The garment caught on Lucia’s knees slowly crept up to her ankles and finally came completely off her body.

Lucia dropped the nightgown onto the floor under the bed.

I will probably never forget this moment.

This moment when a woman, wearing not a single thread, is on my bed for the first time in my life.

“…Priest,”

“…!”

When Lucia called me, I finally realized that I hadn’t taken my eyes off Lucia the entire time she was undressing.

I felt incredibly dirty for having witnessed the sight of her becoming as she was born with a gluttonous gaze, without missing a single detail.

Lucia, too, must have realized that I couldn’t take my eyes off her, as she gave a faint smile and said.

“I… can endure it. I’ll try to endure it. If you don’t want me to touch you, Priest… I’ll endure it.”

“…”

“Instead… can you watch me…”

“…”

“Please… watch me touching myself…”

Lucia lay on my bed and slowly spread her legs slightly wider than shoulder-width apart.

She slowly brought one arm between her legs, spread slightly wider than shoulder-width apart, and said.

“Please watch me trying hard to endure… properly.”

“Lucia, that’s…”

“Haaht,”

At the same time as Lucia’s panting breath, a sticky, wet sound echoed throughout the room.

“Haa… Si, Priest. Please watch me.”

From the gap in the tightly closed crack between Lucia’s legs, a sticky liquid was incessantly flowing out.

A liquid that looks like sweet honey, but has a sour smell that stimulates dangerous instincts.

Lucia’s small fingers, which were slowly spreading the liquid, slowly began to pry into that crack.

“Eung-aht!”

Lucia’s hips lurched and rose.

Her head was thrown back as if trying to pierce the bed.

Her thin, white legs trembled as if convulsing.

Lucia, who had even curled up the tips of her toes, exhaled a hot breath and slowly dropped her hips.

The whole scene was in my view.

I, too, knew that I shouldn’t be doing this, but I still couldn’t take my eyes off her.

Recognizing that fact, I forcibly closed my eyes and muttered.

‘…The price.’

Kunat said that there is a price for devils.

Yes, that was definitely the case.

This situation was full of prices for the mistakes I had made.

The price for not protecting them from the devil.

The price for using the devil’s power to my advantage.

The price for turning a blind eye to Lucia’s feelings, even though I knew them.

And, the price for that dangerous pleasure last time, when I succumbed to temptation and indulged in her breasts.

“Priest… Priest, haa, euung…”

Lucia slowly reached out her hand to me.

Her small hand, desperately outstretched as if asking me to hold it, tapped my knee, and I felt such a thrilling sensation that it felt like lightning was running down my spine.

I silently held her hand tightly.

Lucia, with one hand held by me, vigorously pleasured herself with her other hand.

“Si, Priest… open your eyes… look… please look…”

“Lucia…”

“I won’t ask you to touch me… just… watch… just watch.”

Lucia constantly let out a voice mixed with hot breaths as if exhaling.

Lucia’s small hand, clasped in mine, intermittently gave strength and then relaxed.

The obscene sound of wetness continued to fill the gaps between breaths without stopping.

Thin, high moans mixed with her breaths.

I noticed the gradual changes happening in my body.

“Priest…”

When I slowly opened my eyes at the sound of her calling me, I could see that Lucia was looking at me.

No, to be precise, she was looking between my legs.

She, too, seemed to have noticed the change that had occurred in me.

“If you’re not going to… touch me…”

“…”

“Am I… allowed to touch you?”

My mouth wouldn’t open.

Even though I knew I had to refuse, my lips were tightly closed as if sewn shut with an invisible thread and wouldn’t open easily.

I was in pain.

It was painful to see the pure Lucia being ruined.

This time of endurance, having to look at the body of this beautiful woman and endure it, was painful.

It was painful because I couldn’t grant her desperate request.

It was painful because I wanted to embrace her body right away.

And, witnessing my own disappointing desire to succumb to all these temptations right away.

It was so painful.

“…Lucia.”

“Si… euuht, Priee… est…”

Lucia looked at me with dreamy and seductive eyes, as if shrouded in a mysterious fog.

Red eyes, completely unfocused but still seething with desire.

Lucia looked at me and once licked her parched lips with the tip of her tongue.

After smacking her lips, she slowly whispered in a voice heavily mixed with breath.

“Do you… want to?”

“…”

It’s Hell.

A Hell that is so sweet and dizzying, and therefore even more dangerous.

The Hell of guilt, seething beyond pleasure, was gradually unfolding in my room.