The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire

194 – Life of a Herbivore (3)

There was no escape route.

Rather than dissuading the warrior’s atrocities, his tightly clenched lips could barely hold back the groan that was about to burst out.

A desperate struggle often ends up being a futile struggle that only fuels the warrior’s impulses.

There was nothing I could do now except ponder over my own helplessness.

”It’s no use arguing anymore! The more excited a man is, the stronger his dantian becomes! I already heard about it from an anonymous informant!”

”·····!?”

”Tonight! There will be one more saga to tell Big Team!”

”It…!”

There was no intention at all to violate anonymity, but as far as I knew, there was only one person around the warrior who could give such wicked advice, so for a moment, my desire for revenge boiled over.

”Hero! Now, wait! Ugh! Oh! That, that’s right!”

Every time the warrior’s large buttocks rubbed against my protruding lower abdomen, the exhilarating stimulation running down his spine his his colored my vision white.

I’ve experienced countless times when the hero clings to me, so it’s actually not something worth making a fuss about now.

However, this deliberate movement, which I had never felt before in the messy physical contact, was roughly pulling my consciousness in a direction that the priest should not have reached.

”Huuu. That… Ahhh…!”

A thin breath that escapes unsightly between clenched teeth.

The situation of having such a shameful voice being heard straight from the hero was not only shameful, but even humiliating.

Gulp.

In my heightened consciousness, a heavy, sobbing sound suddenly opened my tightly shut eyes.

”Father…”

Just like that, I suddenly made eye contact with the blue eyes that were observing my obscene behavior as if they were possessed by something.

Even in the midst of constant shaking due to strong agitation, the upright gaze that seemed to somehow engrave my disheveled appearance on the retina was innocent in a different way than before.

Pupils that are helpless.

The body temperature is growing uncontrollably, as if it has been swallowed by lava.

There is a lot of saliva, so there is no abnormal movement around the lips no matter when the droplets drop.

Even at first glance, the masculine elements were quite similar to those of the beastmen in estrus.

At that moment, the memory of one day that was sunk in the swamp of forgetfulness.

The advice of the teacher who taught me how to control my s*xual desires flashed through my mind like a flash.

Appetite or desire to sleep. And instinctive desires, such as s*xual desire, are closely related to human life, and although they can be suppressed for a while, they can never be eradicated.

The teacher said that the reason why some saints who have shaken off all of their natural desires are respected and praised by everyone is because they shake off the dark desires that invade their consciousness at every moment and constantly prove their nobility. ＜ Br＞

An immature question I asked my teacher as a child, who thought such teachings were questionable.

‘Is there a need to control desire?’

I clearly remembered the annoyed reply the teacher gave me in response to that question.

‘Stop talking nonsense. If you don’t want to become a beast.’

◈◈◈

”Town! Chueup! Ha! Ugh!”

Every time the two tongues of extraordinary thickness intertwined with each other, I could clearly feel the reason in my head fading away.

As the activity became more difficult, the breathing became increasingly rough, but unlike the noisy breathing that occurred right after finishing a marathon, the amount of oxygen entering the mouth was not that much.

”Hey, warrior! Now, wait a minute, Sue, take a breath! Breathe! Ugh!”

Just when my mouth was finally free, the soft tongue invaded again and tightly closed the space inside my mouth.

When the sweet breath that could not match the scent of any flower fell down my throat along with the equally sweet saliva, I felt a sense of loss, as if the wall I had built up until now was completely collapsing.

Instead of her body being closely attached to her, she tried hard to keep at least her consciousness away from her.

The pain I felt every time the unprecedentedly stiff Danjeon stabbed my soft thighs often caused my consciousness, which had tried to escape, to be fixed again on the desirable female body in front of me.

Rather than saying that we are making love, I thought it would be more appropriate to say that I am being eaten by the warrior.

Even though I tapped her back with my hand that she had achieved her freedom with such difficulty, and even though I desperately held on to her shoulder and tried to get out of this ecstatic hell.

The warrior’s sensual body was not moving away from me, but rather was burrowing deeper into my body and mind than before.

Normally, the warrior would have freaked out and walked away from me at the slightest frown, but I was able to guess why he could act so recklessly.

Sigh.

”─!?”

The warrior’s hand landed on my altar without warning.

Suddenly, my upper body bounced violently like a spring at the gentle movement of my hand, which fell like a dandelion seed.

Excited!

And the warrior, who enjoyed my erratic movements with his whole body, also happily shook his whole body a beat later.

”·····♡”

”·····Phew!”

Immediately after that, the warrior’s lips completely separated from me for the first time.

It was only for a split second that I was able to rejoice in being free from the pleasure that had bound my mind and body like a noose.

Familiar yet unfamiliar eyes appeared in her her vision her her her, blurred like fog by her successive pleasures her her her.

Because the warrior’s strangely curved eyes, like a crescent moon in the night sky, conveyed an absurd meaning to me.

Are you in a good mood, bride?

A warrior who caresses my Danjeon with one hand and gently strokes my cheek with the other hand.

Just looking at the series of actions, it seemed clear that she was intoxicated with the psychological pleasure she was experiencing for the first time in her life.

”I was so… So, so scared until now. No, I was scared. I wonder if the priest said that he was lusting after my body was a gentle lie from the priest who was considerate of me…”

”Hey, warrior…?”

A soft voice, reminiscent of a match about to go out, settled quietly on the mound of my neck.

From that moment on, her mind which had been in tatters due to the series of disasters, became clear in an instant.

”I thought that my body might not suit the bride’s taste… I thought I might not be able to satisfy the bride… The fact that I always receive from the priest and may not be able to give anything… I was so scared and scared that I couldn’t sleep at night…”

”·····!”

A low melody that fits comfortably into the quiet silence.

It was a small volume, less than half of the usual powerful throat sound, but the sound of those words hit my eardrums deeper than ever.

”Really·····. I’m so glad… What I wanted to give to the bride the most was what she also wanted… I am so unbearably happy! I’ve never been so happy in my life!”

At first glance, he seemed to have regained his usual brightness, but every word of that syllable was filled with a cry that he still couldn’t shake off.

It was from that moment.

What I have done so far as a warrior.

What made me realize that I had misjudged the underlying motive.

I became painfully aware of how reckless it was for me to arbitrarily assume that the reason the warrior sought my affection was purely to satisfy his own desires, and to just recklessly throw away his hand his.

”Hero…”

”This is a strange thing! I’m happy! I’m so happy that I feel like I’m going to fly through the sky! Tears! The tears won’t stop!”

Pat pat pat.

I comforted the warrior who was whimpering like a child for a while.

As I felt the sadness seeing through his hand his his stroking my head, I made up my mind much too late.

Yes, I was also a man before I was a priest.

Any more than this, it wouldn’t be heavenly to shame a woman who fell in love with me.

”Hero… Tonight…”

”aaa aaa!!”

At that very moment, a tearing scream that came out of nowhere jolted my momentarily distracted consciousness.

”Hey, warrior!”

Since it came from quite a distance, it seemed difficult to tell the gender by hearing, but now that I had found the refugee I had been desperately searching for, it was no longer an important issue.

”Wake up for a moment! Can’t you hear me just now!? There’s someone here but us!”

”Ugh! Everything, thank goodness! I’m so glad! Ugh!”

”····Ugh!”

It was a disaster.

It seemed like the sad voice was not heard by the current warrior who was unable to control his sorrow.

Right now, my body is tightly held by her, her, her hero, so it’s not possible to force her away.

I felt anxious.

Even while I was wasting time like this, I couldn’t tell what kind of danger was approaching the main character of the scream.

”Hero! Just wake up for a moment!”

”Okay! Ugh! Black!”

Even though I shook his shoulder quite roughly, the warrior’s crying still showed no sign of stopping.

Is that all there is?

If I had left it alone, I might have collapsed from exhaustion while crying.

It cannot be done.

Now that it’s like this.

”I’m going to fuck you like a dog tonight! Wake up right now! Abigail!”

”─!?”