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Erina settles her bottom on a suitably sized structure. The cold touch of the stone seems to awaken her senses.

A smile naturally forms at the thought of the little feast about to begin.

Two, bearing their beliefs and desires, begin to intertwine naked.

Prim, having initiated the attack, holds the first move.

“Ugh…!”

Immediately throwing her opponent down, she secures a subtly superior position, licking her lips as if drooling.

While lacking penises, both are genuinely ready to fight.

A low-ranking priestess of the Freed Church, who believes sex is a judgment of heresy, and a greedy dragon wanting a reward.

Even at a distance, the heat radiating from their naked bodies is palpable.

‘A good opportunity. Let’s see just how far this goes, shall we? ♡’

Without exchanging words, they glare at each other, before Prim grabs the other’s breast.

The breast, clinging deliciously under her painfully strong grip, is even more delectable than Prim had anticipated.

Clearly, it’s the same kind of organ she possesses, yet the fact that it belongs to someone else makes all the difference.

“Ouch…!”

The priestess, not to be outdone, yanks Prim’s meager breast. She pulls it hard, pinching the nipple.

The violence of the action elicits a cry of pain.

To hold back the tears welling up, she takes the nipple into her mouth. Despite never having nursed before, she instinctively understands.

She’d learned enough by watching Erina and her devotees intertwine, and she’d also figured it out while learning to masturbate.

That stimulating a female’s nipple causes arousal.

Gently placing the slightly hardened nipple in her mouth, she lightly bites it with her incisors.

The priestess writhes and struggles, but her pinned position makes it difficult.

Her counterattack amounts to merely caressing Prim’s body.

“Are you going to finish like that? Slowly, gently observe your partner’s response; that’s the trick.”

Seeing them idly fondling each other, Erina interjects.

Through the gap, the priestess extends her leg between Prim’s legs, reversing their positions.

“Hmph… I’ll have to show you properly.”

Prim’s clumsy touch causes more pain than pleasure, grating on the priestess’s nerves.

The priestess dribbling saliva, lifts one of Prim’s legs and places it between her breasts, bringing Prim’s vulva into clear view. A pristine, tightly closed vulva, untouched.

Curious as to what it will be like, what it will feel like, Prim waits patiently with her legs spread.

“What…? It’s not even remotely flooded yet. You… how lewd are you?”

“Wrong, this is anticipation of penetration; it has nothing to do with you.”

“That’s just another way of saying you’re lewd, you heretical bitch.”

The priestess mounts Prim, overlapping their vulvas.

She aligns them so their clitorises rub effectively. Generally, lesbian play was the standard in the Freed Church, as futa was uncommon.

The nameless priestess currently has the advantage over Prim. Even after tens of thousands of years, feeling slightly humiliated to have less sexual experience than a mere human.

It’s the priestess’s turn again. She moves her pelvis subtly, swaying her hips and rubbing.

“Ugh… ugh….”

Their skin naturally touches, scattering droplets of sweat. The sensation of vulva-on-vulva contact, something she’d never experienced, causes Prim to stick out her tongue, surrendering to pleasure.

Each time their clitorises touch, Prim lightly urinates, getting progressively immersed.

‘Ugh♡ I never knew…♡ If it’s this good between females, oh♡ I should have tried this sooner…!’

As she gradually adapts to the sensation, Prim starts matching the priestess’s movements.

“Mmm…♡”

There’s no way to simply attack. The priestess, too, can’t sustain the pleasure coursing down her spine indefinitely.

Her previously held breath escapes in a sweet exhale, warming the air.

The priestess takes a breath, shifts her position, and becomes significantly more aggressive. Her waist and hips rotate noticeably faster.

“Hng♡ Mmmhmm♡♡”

Under the intensified rubbing, Prim struggles to maintain her composure.

Her waist lifts, throwing back her head, revealing Erina, who is holding up her fully erect penis.

This is no longer the time to quietly receive human service.

She remembers her promise to Erina – to repay her three times over for what she’d done.

She most desires that magnificent, almost beautiful-looking penis, but to be penetrated by that, she needs to penetrate, too.

“Ugh…♡ Oh♡”

No. There’s no time to think. She has only to relax slightly for the vulva to invade her.

Simply twisting her body is insufficient.

She smoothly shifts position, escaping the sticky embrace of their intertwined vulvas.

Grabbing both breasts, she kisses the priestess. The action is impulsive, but the priestess doesn’t seem to mind. She thrusts her tongue into Prim’s mouth, mixing their saliva.

Their mouths intertwine intensely, their bodies embracing.

The hand holding her waist drifts down to her buttocks, gripping the smooth, flawless flesh.

“Mmm… Mmmph…♡ Tchut♡”

Their hardened nipples rub together. Their breasts, full and erect, exchange fervent body heat.

As if attempting to mark her with her arousal, she interlocks her thighs like roots around Prim’s legs, her vulva.

Their naked bodies, smooth skin and delicate fragrance, seem constantly wanting more, their lips refusing to part.

Intertwined, their rough breaths punctuate the moment.

“Ah…♡ Ang♡”

“Haah, Haat―♡”

Their expressions have clearly changed. Prim’s impassive gaze and the priestess’s predatory stare have now softened into a languid, dreamy gaze, full of affection.

“Hmph…!”

Prim cautiously recalls her experience with self-pleasure, gently extending her forefinger towards the priestess’s precious, closed slit.

Upon touching the small, bean-like thing at her fingertips, her gasp reveals the target.

“Ugh♡ Oh♡ There…♡♡”

“Heehee…♡ This is the right way to do it.”

Rub, rub♡

Lightly stroking with her fingers, slightly spreading the slit, she begins to caress gently.

Erina watches with a satisfied smile, stroking her own penis as she observes the pair.

The intermittent glimpse of their vulvas, opening and closing in rhythm with their breaths, as if begging for penetration, is unbearably alluring.

“Haaat♡ Hoo―♡”

Prim rubs so thoroughly that her forefinger becomes slick with fluids and then thrusts it into the priestess’s entrance.

Lost in the erotic atmosphere, she instinctively licks her finger before remembering herself.

“How’s the taste of your own lewdness?”

“Kuh…!”

The priestess, looking furious, overpowers Prim. Breathing heavily, she forces some of the still-undigested fluids into Prim’s mouth.

Then she quickly inserts her index and middle fingers into Prim’s gaping vulva.

“Hyat―♡ Mmm…♡♡♡ Ut♡”

She tries to restrain herself, but her body is already captured by pleasure. The exquisite scratching inside her vulva leaves Prim without strength to resist.

A squelching sound echoes, and fluid sprays out like urine, wetting the floor.

But this is not a dragon that will remain idle. Gritting her teeth, Prim fights back.

Launching herself forward, she throws the priestess down. As the priestess lands awkwardly, Prim mounts her face.

‘Oh, she learns quickly. And she prefers aggressive methods…♡’

With remarkable dexterity, she rubs her vulva against the priestess’s face.

The overflowing fluids makes breathing difficult; she has to consume almost all of it to survive.

“Churururut―♡ Churp♡ Haah, haah♡ Flurrut♡”

“Ungiitt♡ Wa, wait♡♡ Your tongue’s too deep♡♡”

The priestess has no intention of losing. As long as she brings Prim to her climax first, that’s Prim’s problem.

With little time to change their position, she returns to the superior position. Gripping her breast, she uses expertly her tongue to lick the priestess.

Erina, who has been watching, sighs softly.

Watching the two females vigorously rub each other is quite delightful, but it looks like it’s going to be all night.

The fire remains warm, but her climbing fatigue has caught up. It’s time to lend a hand.

Erina silently approaches the square of heat and heavy breathing.

Her finger-skills, recently honed to an abnormal degree, allow her to bring two pre-climax females to simultaneous orgasm while asleep.

She playfully sucks her index fingers before inserting them, one per vulva.

Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch…♡

“Ungoooot…?! Oott-oot♡♡♡♡♡♡”

“Uaat-aat♡♡aat♡♡ Oooooong-oot♡♡”

The two spectacular geysers soil Erina’s nun’s habit. Smiling happily, as if pleasantly refreshed by the cool stream, she declares:

“Time’s up~♡ It’s a draw, I’d say♡”