I Don't Want To Attack You!

He’s pretending to be expensive, as expected. I lowered my gaze as he wanted. However, unlike his cold words, I could feel the strength in his arms as he pulled me close. Similarly, his movements on my lower body began to get rough. As I sat still in his embrace, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of being a mere sex toy.

As Ashur grabbed the hem of my clothes behind my back, he lifted my waist with force.

“Ha!”

A short sigh escaped my mouth unintentionally due to his fierce movement. I quickly shut my mouth and looked up at Ashur. Did he hear it? However, before I could examine his face, another moan flowed out of me. It was because Ashur applied more force to his jaw and thrust his waist forward again.

“Oh! Wait, Priest…”

“Haah… Damn it…!”

Every time Ashur moved, my body shook along with it. My sweaty body trembled, and my damp breath spread into my ears. I don’t know why, even though I was only helping him, my own sexual sensitivity was increasing. In the cramped warehouse, intermittent muffled moans flowed out.

“Ah, ah, ah…”

Thump, thump.

Ashur couldn’t control his excitement, causing the warehouse to shake. Lust seemed to have taken over Ashur’s reason. His big hand suddenly grabbed my spine and grabbed my hair.

“Oh, priest, wait a minute, wait a minute.”

With the rough force pushing on me, my body was slowly pushed back. I hastily reached back and grasped the wooden wall. Ashur was so caught up in his excitement that he had forgotten not to get caught. His movements showed no trace of rationality. He was like a beast, rubbing his genitals against my body as his lust demanded.

“Ah, oh. Priest, gently, I-I’ll be caught.”

As his violent movements repeated, my shirt rose up. My bare chest was exposed, and my sweat-soaked breast rubbed hotly against his. I could also feel his penis, which had slipped out of his underwear. As the glans, covered with pre-ejaculate, rubbed against my belly, my lips became increasingly dry. It was too hot. I don’t know if it was because of the heat or the rising sexual sensation. It felt like my sanity was melting away.

When I was barely holding on to my momentarily severed reason, a voice soaked in excitement whispered in my ear.

“Make more noise, haah, make more noise.”

“What…?”

“Your voice is ruining it for me. So, more…”

He begged me with anger. His sharpness had been clouded by excitement, and I turned my gaze away from his eyes that incited his lust.

“Aheuk, Priestess, f-faster, just a little, gently…”

“Haah, ah…”

The warehouse shook mercilessly with his unknown gestures. Ashur held me tightly in his arms as he breathed heavily. The strong force that shook my waist made me feel like my body was going to break. Ashur couldn’t control his body, like a puppy in his first heat.

“Priest, get caught, huh, ah… please!”

As Ashur approached climax, he didn’t listen to me. I held his neck tightly and endured the intense movement.

“What’s wrong? Isn’t this weird?”

“I don’t like the shape of your beard! Did you shave somewhere before coming here?”

“No, look at that. Don’t you see it moving by itself?”

Damn it, the drunk men realized that something was suspicious in the warehouse. Not only was I embracing Ashur naked, but if the fact that we were engaging in a sexual act spread, both Ashur and I would be socially executed.

I desperately called out to Ashur.

“Please, Ashur, calm down, just a little bit, okay?”

“Haah, haah….”

“I don’t want to be taken away by the security while having a sexual act with the priest here.”

As I explained the situation, Ashur still moved his waist like a racing horse. At that moment, I heard a man shouting loudly with inaccurate pronunciation.

“I’ll go and see. Just wait!”

Step by step, the man’s footsteps were getting closer to the warehouse. If we get caught for real like this! I looked at Ashur with anxious eyes. This bastard’s eyes were completely rolled back. I didn’t think any words would get through to the guy who was about to throw me down and touch me. I pulled his neck towards me. Hot breath spread through my mouth, and our noses bumped into each other. The moonlight shone inside the warehouse, and only our pupils filled the sight.

“Calm down. Give it to me quickly.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ashur reached his climax in a frightening manner. The semen dripped down my belly and clothes, sticky and slimy. Even while shooting several times, Ashur couldn’t take his eyes off my face. His arms hugging me didn’t loosen, even after his movements stopped. Ashur’s chest heaved up and down, and he dropped his head onto my shoulder in panic, not knowing what he had done.

“Oh, look at that. It’s still fine up close.”

“Hahaha! He’s drunk, he’s drunk. Why would he move alone if there was something fishy about the warehouse or an evil spirit?”

Even after the man left, Ashur was still breathing heavily. I thought about patting his back but stopped myself. Then, I tried to talk as if nothing happened.

“I think we’ve passed the crisis.”

Ashur had no answer, and I didn’t ask any more questions.

The wooden door of the tightly closed warehouse opened without a sound. Dust that had accumulated in the gap between the doors scattered in the sunlight. I walked out, drenched in sweat from my shower. The first thought that came to my mind as I took in the fresh air was, “I’m alive.

The glaring sunlight pierced my eyes. I shielded my eyes with one hand and looked up at the sky. Birds were chirping and flying under the high and blue sky.

Miller, Alexei, and Kaisa spread out a blanket on the stairs and fell asleep on the hard stone steps until the sun rose. I looked at the three men snuggled up together and then turned around.

“…There might be a lot of people on the streets in the morning. What do you want to do?”

“You go first. I don’t mind.”

He said with a stern face. Just a few hours ago, he had passionately lifted his body up, but now he had become cold again like a priest. However, he couldn’t completely hide his confusion. He couldn’t look straight at me and kept avoiding eye contact. Why did he have to be five years younger than me and make me feel sorry for him?

The clothing store was not yet open, and it was still too early. But if I stayed here any longer, there was a 100% chance of being caught by someone else. My efforts to spend the night in this cramped warehouse would go to waste.

I looked around while standing on one foot. Soon, I found something suitable to take Ashur safely to the temple.

“I know this sounds crazy…but I have an idea.”

Ashur turned his head to follow my gaze. His face looked grim.

“No, it’s not possible.”

He refused my idea outright without even considering it.

“No, I think this is the best way.”

Ashur’s rejection didn’t matter to me. I grabbed his hand and pulled him along.

“Ow! What the hell, I’m, haah, struggling so much!”

I tied my hair tightly and bit my lip. I was so tense that the blood vessels on my face were about to burst.

Whenever I passed by, it seemed like people were sneering at me. It’s not exactly a common sight to see someone dragging a metal garbage can early in the morning. Inside, the tattered Prince of Arjehaum was safely stored, and I was tasked with safely escorting him to the temple. If it weren’t for the wheels on the can, I wouldn’t have been able to attempt it.

This journey was not just difficult for me, but also for Ashur. Although we had removed all the garbage piled up in the metal can, the stench didn’t disappear so easily. Priest, stay strong. This is the only hope that will protect you and me.

“Ugh!”

I labored so much that sweat dripped down my eyelashes and blurred my vision. I barely managed to escape the shopping district and arrived at the temple, but the greatest trial was about to begin.

I looked up at the towering temple stairs like a steep mountain. The stairs seemed even longer and darker today, testing my limits. I couldn’t help but curse.

I turned around and headed towards the flat loading ramp for freight transport instead of the stairs. It was a less crowded path that led to the back door of the sacrificial altar instead of the entrance to the temple.

Usually, they would get help from temple knights or a caretaker who would use artifacts to carry the luggage, but if that were the case, I had to make sure of what was inside the trash can. While pushing the metal trash can, I imagined the sight of Ashur being caught by the temple knights, and I shuddered.

“Ugh. We should be leaving the continent instead of moving the temple.”

I single-handedly lifted Ashur into the temple. Gasping for air, I held onto the trash can with both hands and then knocked on it with my foot.

“Where do I go to get to the priest’s quarters?”

“From the Grand Temple, go to the left end building.”

Ashur’s voice sounded gloomy from inside the metal container.

“Oh, is it the side with the spire?”

“Yes.”

“That building is really tall… Please tell me it’s not on the top floor.”

Ashur remained silent. I quickly realized what that silence meant. How complicated… I suppressed the urge to collapse and pushed the garbage bin with all my might.

The accommodation provided to me by the temple was not bad, but it was not comparable to the priest’s quarters. I admired the luxurious interior like a nobleman’s mansion. Sculptures were displayed at regular intervals in the hallway, and there were even famous works I had seen in books. Is that really it? I wondered if Arjehum had too much pride to have placed fakes.

The priest’s residence was not just a bedroom, as it was too large to be called that. Unlike ordinary accommodations that were closely packed like ant hills, the priest’s quarters were larger than the royal library, with only five doors per floor.

Ashur’s top-floor room was particularly impressive. In reality, the only place where people stayed was Ashur’s room, while the rest were used as prayer rooms.

I stood in front of a luxurious white door.

“Priest, the key.”

“I don’t lock the door.”

With all my might, I easily opened the door to Mini using physical strength. Even though it was a residence where only high-ranking priests lived, shouldn’t the doors be locked? Especially since there are many strange stalkers around, what if someone intrudes?

“You cannot enter the priest’s quarters without a certain amount of sacred power.”

Ashur added as if reading my thoughts. The locking mechanism is even safer than a key.

When I opened the door, a spacious living room appeared that was difficult to take in at a glance. In contrast, the furnishings were simple. There were no decorations, and there was only a fireplace, sofa, table, and dresser. Perhaps because only the minimum furniture was placed, the spacious living room looked even emptier.

Do they really just pray and live here?

“Come out.”

“Yes.”

“You can come out?”

“Yes.”

Still, the lid of the trash can remained closed without any intention of opening. I turned my body while looking at the motionless trash can. I bet he feels so uncomfortable. Even I would want to disappear. I understood his feelings about having to use the trash can like a turtle shell.

“Then, take a shower and rest well.”

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