“You’re struggling, aren’t you?”
“…Lady Arpen.”
“So let me help you for a bit.”
I smiled brightly.
“After all, this is just part of the curse, isn’t it?”
Let’s make the most of this while we’re under the curse. What do you say?
“This is absurd!”
But Heliod was clearly not comfortable with my casual attitude. He squirmed, trying to pull away from my grasp.
“Let go! This isn’t right!”
“Why not? I already told you—it was fine for me, so you don’t have to worry.”
“It was unavoidable in the dream, but this… this is different. Please, let go.”
Heliod’s blue eyes shimmered with distress as he looked at me, pleading. His desperate expression only fueled my determination. I gently massaged the bulge under my hand, watching his reaction.
“Ah…!”
Heliod turned his head away and quickly clamped his hand over his mouth. He grabbed my shoulder, struggling to suppress the overwhelming pleasure that was threatening to consume him.
“Lady Arpen… I must… keep my vow of celibacy…”
“You can still keep it. After all, masturbation isn’t the same as intercourse, right?”
At my choice of words, Heliod’s cheeks flushed a deep red. I continued to try and persuade him.
“And, Sir Knight, if you endure this, won’t the curse be lifted?”
Heliod’s hand froze, and he looked at me with trembling eyes.
“You said the curse feels like this when you try to dispel it with aura, right?”
“…Yes.”
“But it’s too much to handle, so you couldn’t break it, correct?”
Heliod’s face turned even redder.
“Yes… That’s true, unfortunately.”
“Then it’s simple. I can help you relieve yourself, like last night, while you continue trying to break the curse.”
Heliod stood frozen in shock, as if struck by lightning. His eyes flickered with memories of the previous night, and he quickly covered his face with one large hand.
“This is… ridiculous… What are you saying…”
“But it’s worth trying, don’t you think? Right?”
I cornered Heliod against the wall, my hand still holding his arousal. For a brief moment, my mother’s warnings echoed in my mind, but I quickly dismissed them.
Five times. Just five more times, and then I’d have to say goodbye to this handsome war hero forever. When else would I have a chance like this, if not under the curse? I needed to enjoy this while I could!
Consumed by desire, I started to move my hand in slow, circular motions over his arousal.
“Ah, ah, Lady Arpen…”
“Sir Knight, haven’t you tried this method before? You need to raise your aura while relieving the pleasure.”
My whispers must have sounded like a demon’s temptation. For a moment, I wondered what would happen if I actually managed to dispel the curse, but then I thought that wouldn’t be so bad.
If the curse is lifted, he wouldn’t have to keep his vow of celibacy, right? And at this rate, we might even go all the way… Sure, the High Priest might find out if Heliod broke his vow, but from what I knew, they usually turned a blind eye to something like this once. Besides, going all the way once seemed far better than enduring five more trials. Although, there was the slight risk of breaking the curse and not getting to go all the way…
“Ah, ah, hngh…”
Even with just a light touch through his pants, Heliod looked like he was on the verge of losing control. My concerns about anything else faded away. How could a man with such a sinful body take a vow of celibacy? It was a loss for the nation, even a disservice to humanity, to keep such a handsome and sensual man away from others.
As my hand continued its movements, Heliod’s body subtly trembled, and he reached out to grab my wrist.
“Stop, please… stop…”
“Are you close?”
“Stop saying such things…”
His face was flushed with sweat and tears, a sight that was both pitiful and captivating. Heliod was so unused to this overwhelming pleasure that he couldn’t control his body’s responses, often shedding tears purely from the intensity of the sensation. Seeing the glistening moisture on his pale, delicate face, I couldn’t help but be mesmerized. Instead of simply watching, this time I gently wiped the tears from his eyes with my left hand, making him flinch and blush even more.
“Lady Arpen… Ah!”
While he was momentarily distracted, I took the opportunity to grasp both the tip and shaft of his erection through his pants. Heliod threw his head back, his eyes widening in shock as a tear he hadn’t shed fell from his cheek. Before long, his body shook violently, and he came, right there in his pants.
“Hah, ugh.”
Heliod’s sturdy frame trembled as his black pants gradually became stained. Just like in the dream, his first release was long and abundant, spilling out endlessly. Heliod, now thoroughly embarrassed, covered his face with his arms and continued to shiver as his body expelled every last drop.
“Hmm…”
I looked down at the dress now stained with his release. I’d definitely have to change. What a mess. As I paused in thought, Heliod managed to catch his breath and lowered his arms.
“Why…”
His eyes were filled with a mixture of shame and frustration, similar to what I saw last night. He glared at me as he spoke.
“Why did you do that? I begged you to stop…!”
“Oh, didn’t you enjoy it?”
Heliod pressed his lips together tightly. It seemed he had, in fact, enjoyed it.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you truly hated it.”
“That’s not it.”
“Then can I do it again?”
Heliod started to raise his voice but stopped when he noticed the state of my dress. His eyes widened in alarm.
“Your dress is stained.”
“Yes, I didn’t expect this to happen.”
“I’m sorry. It’s my fault…”
He glanced down at his soaked pants, his face flushing a deep red. When he moved his legs slightly, the sticky fluid seeped through the fabric, making an awkward sight. Though I didn’t mind it at all, Heliod seemed mortified. He began to gently push me away.
“I… I’ll have a servant bring you a change of clothes…”
“Oh, no need. Sir Knight, you should change first.”
Heliod, paralyzed by the mess, couldn’t move easily. His face alternated between pale and flushed as he struggled to decide what to do. His blue eyes blinked rapidly, on the verge of tears, as he covered his mouth, trying to calm down.
“Please… step back for a moment. I’m not in a good state right now…”
“Alright.”
I reluctantly stepped back and turned away, giving him some privacy. Heliod breathed heavily as he quickly stripped off his pants, rustling around as he changed.
After hearing the sound of clothing rustling a few times, I finally asked,
“Are you done, Sir Knight?”
“…Yes.”
When I turned back around, Heliod had wrapped himself in a long cloak he had somehow retrieved. His face was still flushed, and he clutched the cloak tightly around himself. I could see his bare legs peeking out from beneath the thick fabric, and I realized—
Oh. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
“I apologize. This room is meant for official duties, so I don’t have any proper clothes here. So please… refrain from looking at me…”
Heliod raised his head slightly, glancing at me, but when he noticed I was still staring at him, he quickly shut his eyes tight.
“…Please don’t look.”
“I’ll try not to.”
I tried to be considerate, knowing he was still reeling from the unexpected situation. However, I couldn’t resist glancing at his exposed ankles beneath the cloak.
Unable to take it any longer, he suddenly burst out,
“Lady Arpen, please don’t look at me!”
“Oh, I’m sorry!”
“Please, don’t make me show you any more of this shameful behavior.”
“I’ll do my best…”
Was it his knightly instincts? He seemed to feel my gaze on his body. Heliod sighed deeply and ran a hand through his white hair.
“I’ll call a servant. Once you’ve changed, please return to your estate.”
“Has the curse subsided?”
“…It has.”
After seeing how Heliod seemed to calm down after just one release, I narrowed my eyes and stepped closer to him.
“It seems like it might work, you know? If you release your lust while raising your aura…”
“I’ll handle the curse on my own, Lady Arpen. This method is not an option.”
“Hm, why not?”
“Because it would be burdensome to you, and more importantly, it’s something I can… handle alone…”
Heliod hesitated, then quickly covered his mouth as if he had said too much. My eyes widened in surprise.
“Are you planning to dispel the curse while… pleasuring yourself?”
“No, absolutely not!”
“But isn’t that going to be really difficult?”
“I said no!”
Heliod’s face turned bright red. He fiddled with his cloak, trying to suppress his frustration.
“I’ve answered your questions about the curse, so please, it’s time for you to return.”
“Oh, but you didn’t answer one thing. What happens if you lose your purity in the dream?”
Heliod froze, his brows furrowing. He avoided my gaze, biting his lip.
“…If that were to happen, we would likely remain trapped in the dream.”
“What?”
“Trapped in the dream… suffering eternally from the pleasures the demon inflicts.”
“What?”
