After I collapsed, I became a succubus

Lucian sat on a bench in the first row, his eyelashes drooping, his pointed chin resting on his praying hands.

Sunlight shines on his slender body through the colored windows.That kind of attire can make everyone see that he is a perfect widow.Whether it's the slightly frowning, lingering worry brows, the crimson, moist corners of the eyes, or the slender, fragile and strong body under the black dress.

He didn't speak, his eyes stared at the ground.It was as if he didn't know that behind a one-way glass, the handsome and indifferent high priest was watching his every move.

Watch his every move, watch the temperament that makes him feel familiar, and watch his body.

Whether it's the soft back under the colorful light, the snow-white nape of the neck, the slender waist, or the ruddy soft lips that should have revealed something.

It was a very strange feeling. He should be cold, but it seemed that something was burning under the ice because of the arrival of this person.

Not just because of that person's body, that person's appearance, or the back view of that person alone...

He watched the man carefully, trying to shake off the weird distractions that were troubling his mind.

As the high priest of the Celestial Clan, he only needs to fulfill his duties and eliminate all factors that may be unfavorable to the Celestial Clan.

He didn't have any enthusiasm for this matter, it's just that the high priest's duty was like that.

The High Priest quickly connected the man with the same eerie feeling he had had in the past.It was Monday, among the worshiping crowd, the fake golden color... the high priest Aldrich was stunned by this, and he still remembered the strange feeling that had occurred before he saw anyone.That feeling made him glance at the crowd over there, but he couldn't see anything clearly...

The high priest narrowed his eyes slightly due to his distraction, but when he looked to the other side of the glass, he saw only empty benches.

He walked out quickly through the one-way glass, only to find that the person had left the place at some point.The warmth of that person remained on the bench, and...

He closed his eyes and sniffed.

The breath of the demons.

with his fragrant... aroma.

A Mozu.

An extremely cunning demon clan who infiltrated the royal capital of the Celestial Clan.

He came here... what did he want to do?

At this time, it was just about to end and the sun was setting.The high priest's eyes were cold, he grabbed the white hair that was left soft and belonged to the demon clan, and cast a tracking spell.Facing the priest who came in from outside, the high priest said, "Today's baptism is cancelled."

"Yes." The high priest is supreme, and everyone can only obey his orders.

"Ask Owen to bring a few people over," the high priest said.

He was somehow displeased and faintly annoyed.He was actually distracted, and let a demon who arrogantly came under his nose and pretended to be a heavenly clan to pray escaped...

Simply staying in the cathedral is also boring, it is better to catch him back in person.

He thought a little playfully.

……

The high priest changed into casual clothes, and following the guidance of the spell, he gradually headed towards the south of the capital.The south of the capital is very lively, and this day is the festival of the Celestial Clan.

As night fell, the square was full of celestial beings participating in festive activities.There is only such a rare day every year, and the usually cold and serious Celestial Clans let themselves go during the event.The high priest originally led people through the square, but it didn't take long before he was pushed away by the crowd.

The square is full of strange lights, everyone is wearing a feather mask, and the colorful lights illuminate the faint sky light.The high priest was frowning when suddenly he saw a person in front.The moment he saw that figure, a strange feeling made him push forward and grabbed his arm...

"?"

It was another male Celestial Clan who turned back.Due to the overcrowding of people, what the high priest saw and caught became two people.He let go of his arm indifferently, his eyes continued to shoot at the crowd like a falcon...

At this moment, he heard a chuckle behind him.

The laughter was extremely soft.The high priest had never heard the laughter of the demon clan, but at this moment his heart trembled. He felt for no reason that if the demon clan had a voice, it must be like this.

When he turned around, he saw the man wearing the feather mask.The black feather mask made the man's chin small and delicate.The man looked at him, his red lips curved into a smile: "High Priest of the Celestial Clan, are you looking for me?"

He tilted his head, his voice was like sweet candy wrapped in medicine.The high priest had a cold face, reaching out to grab his arm.

But the man withdrew his arm softly and deftly, and fled.

The high priest chased his figure in the lights until the remote alleyway beside the square.He stood on the spot and looked around coldly, until suddenly, a soft and fragrant body fell into his back.

That body wrapped around him, but it made people feel a little familiar... During this very brief moment of stupefaction, the person behind him did not hesitate, and struck him on the neck with the most decisive gesture, knocking him unconscious past.

……

The high priest woke up in a bed.

His eyes were covered with a black cloth, and the touch under his body let him know that he was on a bed.His hands and legs seemed to be bound by some enchanted handcuffs.He stopped struggling after hearing the rustling sounds around him—the high priest doesn't do useless things, he must first figure out the other party's intentions.

"You came after me," he said to the man in the dark.

He heard the man chuckle, with soft complacency in his voice: "As you can see, your wanted criminal has come to you."

"What's your purpose in coming to the Celestial Clan?" the high priest said coldly.

The man didn't reply him.The high priest then felt a cold rage.It's not just that he was tricked and sealed, but also because of this demon clan who acts cunningly and harbors unknown evil intentions.

What purpose can a demon come to Tianzu?Assassination?Collusion?threaten?subversion?What's more, this demon is extremely fierce and decisive in his shots, and he even seems to be familiar with his attack methods.Obviously, he had done his homework to lurk in.

"It's a pity." After feeling the man sitting beside him, the high priest said, "If you expect to kidnap me back to the demons as a hostage, I have to tell you. The confinement spells and shackles you imposed can only Work on me for two hours."

"...Two hours? Two hours is enough." The demon finally spoke again, his voice still soft.

The Mozu seemed to climb on top of him.The high priest frowned, not understanding what trick he was going to use again.

"Don't think so much, Lord Priest." The man whispered softly in his ear, "I won't do anything to harm the Celestial Clan..."

The high priest remained silent, as if he was still studying what the succubus was going to do.

Until he heard a strange voice.

That voice is the voice of the demon clan, the voice of the succubus, in short, it should never be the voice of the heavenly clan!

The high priest of the Celestial Clan suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the dark vision covered by the black cloth, and said angrily: "Demon Clan, you..."

The other party was still panting, he lowered his head and blocked his lips with his lips: "Don't be so angry, it's not just the demons, it's the succubus... um..."

The high priest looked at him angrily, but he was bound and could not struggle to get away.He heard the man's voice suddenly changed: "As you can see, I'm here..."

"Ride yours."

"...!!"

"Soon you will feel... very comfortable..." The man's voice was like sweet poison, "What kind of church, rules and regulations, how can you feel comfortable here..."

"absurd!"

"Hehe...Master Priest." He whispered softly in his ear, "Don't worry, tomorrow is Sunday, and in an hour, it will be Sunday... Church is closed on Sunday, but on Sunday...you don't have your god watching."

……

After an hour, the succubus was almost over like a promise.

The white-haired succubus lay on his chest. It seemed that his legs and body were weakening, and he had no strength to go on for the time being.The high priest was pressed down by him, his eyes were red, and his chest rose and fell rapidly due to anger or excitement.

"It's been a long time since I've done it with anyone, and this time it really hurts a bit. This posture is also... tiring, and... too advanced." Succubus said intermittently, as if talking to himself, " Well, thank you for your hospitality."

He hooked the earlobe of the high priest who was already furious with his fingers, and said softly: "You look very comfortable?"

"...!!"

"I forgot, did I seal your mouth?" The succubus tapped his lips with his finger, and he could only imagine in the dark how he looks like a spring flower but extremely hateful, "It's a pity you always It’s scolding me, but not the kind of scolding I want to hear... I’m really sorry for breaking the body of your majestic high priest. Today is Sunday, so you don’t have to report my stealing to your god.”

"...!"

"Oh...you want me to stay and continue?" Succubus said intentionally again, "It's a pity..."

His fingers brushed his wrist: "The shackles that seal your mana can only last for two hours."

"...!!!!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you." The succubus' voice was still a little hoarse, but with a vicious smile, "Goodbye, my lord priest."

The soft and warm body, with a thin waist that seemed to be alive and fragrant, left his body just like that.He could feel that the other person's calf was still trembling, and when the other person left him, every part of his body was clean, and the part with his mark was invisible to anyone...

The man got dressed and left the room just like that.It wasn't until an hour later that the high priest finally let the shackles on his hands shatter, and ruthlessly tore off the black cloth on his face.

Ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous! ! !

If someone else is here, they will definitely be frightened.The face of the normally indifferent high priest of the Celestial Clan... is now extremely distorted by anger.

Especially when he saw that the succubus' headband was still by his pillow.

He waved and burned it with a spell.

……

For the next week the High Priest was in absurd rage.

Even Aurora noticed his bad mood.Aurora asked him softly what happened, but the high priest didn't say a word to her.

He could see that the saint had a good impression of him, but he didn't bother to deepen it, and he had no interest in her.

And that ridiculous succubus...

Every night when he closes his eyes, he can see his anger burning that snow-white and soft body, the crimson corners of his eyes, and that provocative voice that he has never seen with his own eyes...

When he woke up from that angry dream, he often found that his body had rebelled against the pure will of God.

He sent many people to find the trace of the succubus and punish him, but the succubus disappeared mysteriously.

In a blink of an eye, it was the second Saturday.The high priest was distraught.He went to the baptism as planned, but saw the succubus again among the people who came to pray in the cathedral.

He was still pretending to be a Celestial Clan, wearing mourning clothes, with black ribbons and white flowers on his long hair, and a black dress all over his body, except for the back of his neck and fingers, no skin was exposed.The corners of his eyes were red, his voice was soft and thin, like a widow trying to maintain his dignity, cold and not profane.

This pretentious look of paying homage to her dead husband.

But the high priest knew until that night how...absurdly blasphemed him by that absurd succubus!

The succubus didn't know what method it used, but it actually sneaked into the prayer hall hosted by him together with the rest of the upper echelons of the Celestial Clan.After the prayer was over, the high priest looked at a nobleman of the Celestial Clan and comforted him: "...the Sri Lankan has passed away, so my condolences will change."

"...Thank you." He saw him wipe away his tears, trying to show a strong but broken smile.

High Priest: ………

He left the prayer hall indifferently, not intending to have any interaction with that person.But when he passed by the succubus, he heard him whispering: "Master Priest, do you still have the marks of my teeth on your shoulder?"

"..."

The high priest finally looked away at the succubus.But the succubus still hung his head, as if he was mourning for his dead husband.One of them has a dead husband in his heart, and the other should believe in gods all his life.This scene is almost like cheating under the nose of God.

The High Priest felt intense absurdity and cold rage.

In the evening, the succubus disappeared into the church as quietly as when it came, and was not captured by him.However, at night, when the high priest was studying and sleeping, a pair of soft hands covered his eyes from behind.

Then came the quick and hard hands.The high priest found that he seemed to have left some kind of spell on himself from the first time that could control him at critical moments.

When he opened his eyes again, it was still black cloth.The man sat on him, lay down, and softly whispered in his ear:

"Good Saturday night."