After I collapsed, I became a succubus

This was the first Saturday that the succubus did not come since the High Priest was stripped of his purity.

The high priest, who had always been indifferent and reserved, drank all the tea, his fingers turning pale.

Early the next morning, Owen was summoned by the high priest.

"Have any demons been arrested in the city recently?" the high priest asked.

Owen found that the tone of the high priest was different from usual, and there was something abnormal about suppressing something.He then said, "I heard that the guards caught two last week..."

"I'll go see them."

"Master Priest!" Owen caught the urgency in the High Priest's tone after hearing the news, and he said in confusion, "What a dirty place the prison is..."

"..."

The cold eyes swept over, even though he didn't know why the high priest had a whim, Owen could only say yes.

He took the high priest to the dungeon of the Celestial Clan, and there were indeed two Demon Clans among them.After seeing their faces, the high priest completely recovered his indifferent expression.

Just as Owen breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the high priest say, "Is there any demons who have been executed?"

"Execution?" said the guard. "There was one, he..."

At that moment, the guard suddenly felt the chill and fear rising from the depths of his soul!

In his extreme fear, he heard the words of the high priest: "Take me to see his body."

……

At this moment, Lucian is reading a book peacefully in the library of the Celestial Clan.

Now he is boarding in the library in the name of seeking classics.He was sitting by the window, playing with his hair with his fingers.He was reading a book on the surface, but he smiled at the system in his heart: "You help me think about it, what will be the most exciting thing for me to say to him in bed next week."

System: "...I don't want to help you think about it, you have a bit of desire to survive."

"It's boring." Lucian said, "Why do I have no desire to survive? I think he looks comfortable."

system:……

Lucian seemed to enjoy playing with Vader, and he didn't even care if Vader recovered his memory.

On the second Saturday Lucian went to church in mourning clothes.As soon as he entered the church, he found that the atmosphere was very dull today.The nobles of the Celestial Clan who knew him well told him: "The High Priest is in a bad mood these days."

"That's really..." Lucian lowered his head, covering the smile on his lips, "It's too bad."

He entered the chapel where the high priest was, as he had done in the past.As soon as he stepped in, he felt sharp sword-like eyes shooting straight into his back.

This feeling of choosing someone to eat made the system startled.But Lucian calmly wore the white flower and sat down where he usually sat.

The sermon finally started, and the voice of the high priest was as deep as the timbre of a cello, pausing every word.Only then did everyone heave a sigh of relief, showing intoxicated expressions again.

The sermon is over.Lucian didn't leave early.He followed the flow of people to the side of the high priest who looked as cold as ice and snow, and hooked his palm with his soft fingers.

"See you tonight, High Priest." He said breathlessly.

"I thought you were dead." The high priest's lips didn't move, but Lucian heard his ventriloquist voice to him.

Lucian smiled more charmingly than Rose.When he left the cathedral, he said to the system: "Where is he in a bad mood, he still has the mood to curse me."

system:……

"I have to make a big preparation for him tonight." Lucian said, "Just wait."

……

The high priest saw the succubus again among the nobles who came to pray.

Still wearing mourning clothes, still carrying the white flowers offered to the gods for his lover... But the high priest has never had a day like today, and finds this attire so dazzling.

It's so glaring...it's unbearable.

Makes him want to see him take off his mourning clothes... in just the silk that came for him.

……

When drinking tea at night, he really felt the smell of medicine like in the past.The high priest closed his eyes, but he didn't stop drinking the potion.

He drank a small portion of it, and left the rest undrinked.

……

When he was awake, he was still blindfolded by the black cloth.The succubus rode on him, stroking the contours of his face with cold and soft fingers.

"Long time no see..." His voice sounded like a gentle and sweet sigh, "Master Priest."

"..."

The priest did not answer him.

"Why, are you angry? Why are you so indifferent today? You didn't respond to me at all." The succubus buried her by his neck, complaining like a baby, "Are you angry? But in the past... I forced When you lost the purity of the priest to me, you behaved very well. Why are you so angry today? Well... Otherwise, I will play something more exciting for you?"

He whispered something in the high priest's ear.After hearing those bold and dissolute words, the high priest was finally shocked, and gritted his teeth: "Absurd...absurd!"

"But you will like it." The succubus seemed to be very innocent, "You obviously like the mouth that I talk to you all the time... Or, do you dare to say that you don't like me?"

"..."

The priest refused to speak.The succubus smiled softly, and was about to start his act.Until the priest said: "You didn't come here last week."

"Oh, you're paying attention to this... um..." the succubus said, "Last week I... um... it was me..."

He continued intermittently: "It's my ex-husband...um...so I..."

That's why he doesn't come to him, does he.

It was hard for the High Priest to describe how he felt at the moment, it seemed like a fire of jealousy was burning, and it seemed like a bone-piercing ice blocked him.Fire makes him do it, ice makes him not.In the end, jealousy reigns supreme.

"Ex-husband?" He controlled the movements of the succubus, and his tone was as authentic as when he was preaching, "Your ex-husband... is the ex-husband you wore in mourning and flowers to commemorate him."

"Yeah, you know, I've always liked...men. He was my...first man," said the succubus. "We were together...for one year...and he taught me...a lot. "

"You came to pray for him in mourning clothes during the day, and fooled around with me at night. This is your memory of him, isn't it?" the high priest mocked.

To the high priest's surprise, the succubus did not silence his voice this time.He just went on, as if to fill his heart with all the emotion.This annoyed the high priest even more at first.He couldn't help mocking him in his heart, mocking his absurdity, mocking him for fooling around with himself, mocking his pretentious loyalty...

But those questions that made him feel like a fire in his heart in the past now have answers one by one.

Why is he so skilled in bed?Why do you know how to please men so well?Why did he know so much what would make him more comfortable?Why does he know so much that he doesn't?

All have the answer.

Because the succubus had already been stamped with another man's mark!Deep and shallow, inside and out, it was the man who shaped him and left so many skilled imprints on him!

It was the man who turned the succubus from green to ripe flower.That man has also enjoyed the soft words of the succubus in the bed, and how ecstasy he can make people...

That man was his first man.

instead of him.

The high priest's eyes were already bloodshot.He couldn't control his anger, at that moment he really wanted to kill the succubus on the bed... He knew how to do it, completely cover up the breath of another man, so that the succubus could no longer wear that man's mourning clothes.Let the succubus only think about his things... These should be the price the succubus paid for blaspheming him, and...

The following process is indeed enough to ecstasy.The succubus was much more enthusiastic than before. After the two of them hadn't seen each other for a week, the succubus seemed to be more reckless like a doomsday carnival.Even though he knew that there would only be an hour between them, the High Priest calmed down a little.

That's right, what is this succubus?He's just a succubus who can do his best.He can be with his ex-husband, and he can come to seduce himself quickly after his ex-husband dies.All he needs to do is tie him up and hide him... As long as the succubus can only see him, doesn't it only belong to him?

The high priest moved his fingers, realizing that he had lost his potency due to anger.This dark thought, which the cold and ascetic High Priest had never dreamed of, filled him with extreme satisfaction.Maybe he can...

The succubus lowered her head and kissed him.

Those were soft lips. In the past, the succubus had never kissed his lips on the bed.From the reaction of the succubus, the high priest can see that the succubus is indeed too out of control and indulgent today, so that his sanity is not clear.But because of this kiss, the high priest actually softened his expression. He was startled, feeling like a spring flower bathed in the spring breeze.

Until he heard the sobbing, trance-like voice of the succubus.

"V... Vader..."

"You are still so... powerful. You are so kind, you kiss me too..."

He kissed his lips, the contours of his face.But at that moment, the high priest was like falling into ice!

From those words, he suddenly understood something.

The succubus was between the sheets... mistaking him for the man named Vader!

And that man is...

He heard the succubus softly calling him "husband", "master" or various embarrassing titles and phrases that he had never heard before.All the joy seemed to steam the succubus' mind, making him really regard him as his dead husband.All those coquettish words, all those seductive words, that sudden encounter and seduction never existed because of him.

The succubus seemed really stupid.Until the sound of the shackles shattering, and when he was grabbed by the arm and almost crushed his wrist, he was still whimpering and complaining: "Husband, what are you doing, I hurt so much..."

When he was severely pinched by the waist, he finally realized what the so-called "husband" was going to do.

……

By the end, the succubus' face was pale.When the light of Xi shined on his pale face, he seemed to have no breath in, only breath out.But when the man pressed up, he still turned his head with difficulty, trying to turn his face away.

The man's hand was on his chin, forcing him to turn back.

"Don't let me see your eyes, don't let me see, please..." the succubus trembled.

It was the sound that anyone would soften their hearts for, like a dying kitten begging for mercy.

But he went on.

"Your eyes... are nothing... like his..." he cried, "Please, don't make me..."

Come out of the dream.

Made me realize... I was sleeping with a man who wasn't my late husband.

The high priest saw tears welling up in the eyes of the succubus.Those were crystal clear tears.But it was not for him, but for another man... But all the words at that moment were enough to make him even more angry.

He originally thought that the succubus blindfolded him just so that he didn't want him to see his face.

It turned out that the succubus didn't want to see his eyes——

His outline resembled his dead husband very much, but his eyes did not.

It turned out that he was really just a tool for the succubus.

A solace-finding substitute for... his ex-husband.

He will come to him, do such absurd things to him easily, show such preference to him, and enjoy the tenderness of those spring breezes with him.

He made him worry about his death, the dignified priest of the heavenly clan, who was restless because of a demon.

It's just because... His outline is very similar to his deceased husband.

He is a high priest of the Celestial Clan, and he has never accepted such an insult.

The strong sense of jealousy and anger at that moment almost drove the high priest crazy.