Chapter 6 (Part 2)

Cecilia blurted out something that should never be said to a priest, wanting to cure his insomnia and free herself from him at the same time.  

The fact that he was a priest no longer mattered. The moment he engaged in those pseudo-s*xual acts, hadn’t he already broken his vow to God? Penetration wouldn’t make much of a difference now.  

It would be better for him to reveal the desires he had hidden and cure his insomnia once and for all.  

“…”  

Ian didn’t respond at all. Perhaps he hadn’t expected her words, as he stood frozen, as if he had forgotten how to breathe. Anyone could see he was deeply shocked.  

“This is treatment. It’s a treatment to cure your insomnia! It’s not s*xual intercourse between a man and a woman; it’s a sacred healing act! Isn’t that the same as what we’ve been doing so far? If you refuse to sleep with me, then I won’t come here anymore!”  

Cecilia drove the final nail into the coffin.  

“…”  

After maintaining his silence, Ian finally managed to speak with difficulty.  

“Do you think such an act would completely cure my insomnia?”  

“We won’t know until we try.”  

“What if it doesn’t work? What will you do then?”  

“…”  

That was indeed a problem. If they had s*x and Ian’s insomnia didn’t improve, Cecilia would become nothing more than a wicked woman who had stolen his chastity.  

Considering all the things she had endured because of Ian, such an outcome wouldn’t be too bad. Either way, Cecilia wouldn’t lose anything.  

“I’ll say it again—how would we know unless we try? What are you so afraid of? Are you worried about losing your chastity?”  

“…”  

“To be honest, we’ve already done everything except penetration, haven’t we? Isn’t it strange to bring up your Vow of Chastity now? If you wanted to keep your chastity, you shouldn’t have engaged in those pseudo-s*xual acts in the first place. You were the one who initiated it.”  

When Ian didn’t respond, Cecilia provoked him further.  

“…”  

Even then, Ian remained silent. His expression gave no hint of what he was thinking, and Cecilia felt that nothing would change if they continued like this.  

If words can’t persuade him, there’s no other choice.  

Cecilia approached Ian and pressed her lips against his. She concluded that using her body would be more effective in seducing him.  

However, since she had only practiced stroking and sucking a man’s g*nitals, she had never specifically practiced kissing. As a result, Cecilia was clumsy. She had no choice but to recall the methods Rasilia had told her about.  

To deepen the kiss, I had to entwine my tongue with his, right?  

With her lips pressed against Ian’s, Cecilia slid her tongue between their lips. Since this was her first time in such a situation, Ian looked visibly flustered.  

Before Ian could push her away, Cecilia hurriedly explored the inside of his mouth, searching for sensitive spots. When she felt his body tremble slightly, she focused on that area and entwined her tongue with his.  

What was next? Wasn’t I supposed to draw letters with my tongue?  

Recalling the techniques Rasilia had taught her, Cecilia diligently followed through.  

From the moment her tongue entered his mouth, Ian couldn’t think straight. Whether it was because she was inexperienced or because she was naturally seductive, she gave him a sense of ecstasy he had never felt before.  

It was on a completely different level from when she touched his g*nitals or when they mingled their lower bodies. Compared to this, the kiss he had given her before felt like child’s play.  

As the kiss deepened, Ian became enveloped in an overwhelming sensation of bliss. He no longer let her take the lead and began to move his tongue first, taking control.  

“Mmh, mm.”  

A soft moan escaped Cecilia’s lips but was swallowed by Ian’s mouth. The lewd sound of their saliva mixing filled the resting room.  

Even though it was just a kiss, Ian’s lower body began to harden, and his mind grew increasingly blank.  

“Ah!”  

At some point, his swollen er*ction brushed against Cecilia’s body, and the stimulation caused her to let out a soft moan. Hearing that sound snapped Ian back to his senses.  

“N-no, this isn’t right.”  

Ian grabbed Cecilia’s shoulders and pushed her away.  

“Priest, think about it. Haven’t you ever wanted to put this inside me?”  

Cecilia wrapped her arms around Ian’s neck and pressed his hardened member against her lower body again. The moment their bodies touched, the thing hidden inside his pants twitched.  

“I haven’t.”  

When Ian pushed her away again, Cecilia’s eyes narrowed.  

Are you saying you won’t fall for my seduction?  

His p*nis was already fully er*ect, yet he stubbornly refused to give in. Seeing Ian’s behavior made Cecilia feel both angry and defeated.  

She felt like a fool for trying to seduce such a rigid, obstinate man. She also regretted hastily suggesting s*x to someone who wouldn’t yield.  

“Then I can’t help you anymore.”  

Cecilia adjusted her disheveled clothes and left the resting room first. Ian said nothing as she left. He simply hung his head low.  

She should have felt relieved, knowing she wouldn’t have any more personal dealings with him, but instead, she felt even angrier.  

Cecilia stormed back to her room, fuming. The cold evening air brushed against her cheeks, but the heat in her flushed face refused to subside.  

* * *  

“Miss, this is for you.”  

The next day, after finishing her prayers, Cecilia was approached by a young acolyte who handed her a note.  

“Is this for me?”  

“Yes.”  

The young acolyte nodded and smiled proudly, as if satisfied with completing their task.  

“Thank you.”  

Cecilia tilted her head as she accepted the note. The only person who might send her a note was Priest Ian.  

What on earth is this man thinking?  

After what happened yesterday, she thought for sure that he wouldn’t summon her again. Yet, here was a note. With a puzzled expression, she opened it and saw, as always, a time and place written inside.  

Cecilia clicked her tongue at the incomprehensible actions of this man and made a firm resolution.  

Let’s see who wins this time!  

* * *  

S*xual intercourse, out of nowhere! I should’ve known better than to get involved…  

Ian knelt in the chapel, praying to God, blaming himself. Ever since Cecilia’s shocking proposal yesterday, he had been in a state of turmoil.  

Was she bold because she thought he wouldn’t dare break his vow of chastity? Or was it, as he feared, that she was a promiscuous woman throwing bait to devour him whole? Either way, it was a problem.  

She might not care because she had experience with men, but Ian didn’t. He had vowed chastity to God and had never been with a woman. How could such a thing even be possible?  

Of course, he should have immediately said no. That’s what he should have done. But he hadn’t, because deep down, part of him wanted it too.  

I’ve gone mad.  

Ian thought he was losing his mind. This was why he had tried to keep Lady Bucklew away from him in the first place, but even that had failed.  

The problem was that his greatest enemy was himself. Ian had been the one to miss the perfect opportunity to cut ties with Cecilia.  

After failing to let go of Lady Bucklew, the thought of never seeing her again had made his body move on its own.  

Sending a false letter to the Viscount Bucklew’s household…  

It was a cowardly act, no matter how he looked at it. But he had no choice. If he hadn’t done that, Lady Bucklew would have left.  

And now, Ian believed he was paying the price for his sins.  

S*xual intercourse…  

“Oh, God!”  

Ian, who had never wavered under countless temptations before, was falling apart in front of Lady Bucklew. That was why he prayed desperately to God, begging for strength to regain control of his heart.  

He couldn’t stand by and watch his vows crumble any further. If he did, he risked ending up like the disgraceful, corrupt priests in the temple whom he had always pitied.  

There were many people in the temple who indulged in luxury and pleasure. For instance, Priest Gilbert often summoned devotees staying in the quarters at night to share intimate relations.  

Although he hadn’t told Cecilia, some of the devotees who stayed in the quarters were lovers of the priests. The temple turned a blind eye, knowing full well what went on.  

Despite some choosing the path of corruption, they were allowed to remain because they had given up marriage to stay as priests. After all, as long as no one found out, it was something they could take to their graves.  

Ian was different from those people. Or rather, he wanted to be different. That’s why he cried out, trying to stay on the righteous path.  

But even after praying so fervently, Ian once again acted against his will.