‘Father…… looks handsome even right after waking up……’

Though he had clearly fallen asleep at dawn and just woken up like her, his face was dazzlingly neat and handsome. His clear, settled emerald eyes, neat nose bridge, and jawline looked so proper and even ascetic that it was hard to believe he was the same man who had devoured her like a beast last night.

After staring in awe at his beautiful appearance as his long platinum blonde hair, disheveled on the pillow, sparkled in the morning sunlight, Florencia suddenly became conscious of how her own face might appear.

“Good morning, Laura.”

That handsome face suddenly came close, and he lightly kissed Florencia’s lips. Though the soft touch lasted only a moment, its lingering sensation remained long. Touching her lips where his touch lingered, Florencia suddenly felt a tickling sensation as if her neck area was tightening.

“……Good morning, Father.”

To exchange such morning greetings with Father Ludwig right after waking up! It was something she could never have imagined before, yet Ludwig seemed not the least bit awkward about the situation as he naturally embraced Florencia face to face and patted her shoulder.

“Seeing your face first thing in the morning makes me very happy.”

As he said this while subtly pressing his body against hers from inside, the feeling of skin touching skin……

It was clearly evident that both of them lying together were completely n*ked.

Moreover, the incredibly hard and heavy pillar-like thing pressing against her lower abdomen was surely his…… c*ck that had torn into her private parts last night.

When her thoughts reached that point, Florencia’s face turned red again up to the tips of her ears. She quickly pulled up the sheet to cover her face. She heard Ludwig laughing softly beside her. He pulled her small body closer into his embrace and gently bit the heated ear tips that poked out from the sheet.

“Laura, if you act this cute in the morning.”

“Father, I’m sorry…… I can’t, look at your face.”

You showed even the pretty parts between your legs yesterday, so why are you covering your pretty face now? At his teasing question, Florencia lowered the sheet again and glared at him with reproachful eyes. Though his expression showed he found it adorably endearing, Ludwig pretended to be scared while holding her tightly so she couldn’t escape.

“……”

Giving up her resistance, she obediently nestled in his embrace as he held her. His scent came from the firm bare chest touching her cheek. The elegant jawline visible when she raised her head and the large hands caressing her spine and waist were those of a perfect man. To the point where her past self, who hadn’t been conscious of him as a man, seemed ridiculous.

The kind Father Ludwig who had always listened to her worries when she came crying since childhood—of course, she had occasionally lost herself gazing admiringly at his beautiful smile like a marble statue in the Temple. But since priests couldn’t marry and she herself had wanted to become a saintess since childhood, she had never imagined developing such feelings for him.

For him, last night’s act was probably just an extension of education, but for Florencia, it was no longer that. If he knew she harbored such impure and personal feelings during the education, she might receive his contemptuous gaze.

But the burning look in his eyes when he penetrated her body several times had seemed like he genuinely desired her, not just for education……”

“Florencia, you need to eat breakfast.”

“……”

“What would you like to eat? I’ll bring whatever you want, Laura.”

“Anything is fine, but I think I should wash up first.”

After accepting his body several times during the night, she had been too exhausted to even get up. Though Ludwig had thoroughly wiped her with a wet towel, she worried about possibly having an unpleasant smell from her body, which had been a mess of sweat, tears, fluids, and s*men.

Father always smells refreshing and nice as usual…… He probably bathed separately after I fell asleep?

“It’s already eleven o’clock, Laura. I’ll feed you, so eat something simple first and then wash up.”

“No, I want to wash first and then eat.”

“……Since when did you become such a stubborn young lady who doesn’t listen?”

Ludwig muttered as he lightly tapped her bottom without hurting her, but today his touch didn’t feel like scolding a child but rather like coaxing a mischievous young lover, so it didn’t upset her.

“Laura.”

“Yes……?”

“But…… are you hurting anywhere?”

Florencia blushed at his meaningful words, wondering what he meant before quickly understanding. Even though they had spent the night together and were lying face to face n*ked, she still stammered, finding such conversation awkward, when his large, warm hand slipped between her legs and covered her p*ssy.

“……Ah!”

“It seems a bit, swollen…… Does it hurt here?”

“I, I think so……”

“What about here?”

Ludwig’s long fingers carefully spread her l*bia and traced along the split to feel inside. The soft flesh, which had been too intensely used for a first night, felt slightly swollen with a burning sensation.

“Th-there, too……”

When his warm body temperature touched her soft p*ssy, heat rose automatically. Though only her face was outside the sheet, she knew their bodies pressed together underneath were as n*ked they were born, and it was embarrassing and awkward as he asked with a serious face right in front of her.

Ludwig’s fingers lightly tapped her vaginal entrance as if checking if it was alright, then gently stirred and dug into the inside. As he stared at her while doing this, her cheeks burned, and Florencia didn’t know what to do and tried to avoid his eyes again.

But what made her unable to raise her face even more was…… the fact that her p*ssy was getting wet again at his gentle touch checking if she was hurt. Though that place was still complaining of sweet pain, it kept producing slippery fluid as if welcoming his familiar touch parting her folds. Ludwig wasn’t even stimulating sensitive areas or touching her cl*toris, yet she seemed to have become a much more lewd body overnight.

“Ah, hnn…… Fatherrr.”

As if tempting him from early morning, a sound like pleading escaped without her realizing. It sounded so sweet even to her own ears that it didn’t seem like her voice, and Florencia hastily swallowed her breath. Moreover, somehow the touch caressing her p*ssy seemed to be becoming increasingly stimulating……”

“……!”

Suddenly, her body, which had been lying on its side looking at him, was laid flat. But what she saw wasn’t the ceiling of the room but Ludwig’s sculptural face. He held down both her wrists and pulled down the white sheet that had covered her up to her neck, exposing her to just above her navel.

“……Father……!”

Under the dazzlingly bright morning sunlight, her br*asts, whiter than the light, and the marks imprinted on them like red flowers blooming were completely revealed. His gaze poured over them in detail. The small, cute n*pples on the elastic, snow-white pudding-like br*asts, topped with pink jelly, were already standing er*ect, to her embarrassment.

“Laura, your n*pples…… don’t they hurt? I’m concerned I might have handled them too roughly.”

Because he wrapped her n*pples with his warm, broad tongue tip and gently licked them, Florencia couldn’t answer his question. Hngh, she could only let out a suppressed, yearning moan.

The small n*pples, which he had persistently bitten, rolled, and played with all night, still looked bright red as if slightly congested at the tips. When his saliva soaked into them, she felt a dull pain, but somehow even the pain became a greater stimulation, accepted as pleasure. Florencia felt transparent fluid flowing again between the split of her p*ssy, wetting the sheets, from the inevitable dizzying sensation.

“……I’ve decided.”

Ludwig whispered as he pulled down the white sheet, the only thing covering their bodies, with his elegant fingertips.

“Wh-what?”

Florencia watched with violet eyes as wide as they could get, in slow motion, as the sheet fell to the floor below the bed, and Ludwig’s tall physique, especially his large c*ck standing proudly in the center, completely at odds with his beautiful face, was nakedly revealed before her eyes.

“We’ll do as you want and wash up before eating. But before that.”

Though Ludwig didn’t apply much force to his hands, her legs easily spread wide apart, and her smooth calves swung in the air. Seen in the bright light, his manhood, so large and hard that it was hard to believe it had been inside her, touched her p*ssy and pierced her vaginal opening. Just as Florencia’s p*ssy had become moist, the tip of his c*ck was already slick with prec*m.

“I’ll do what I want first. Let’s start by reviewing yesterday, and then do other things. Do it, wash up, eat. Florencia, any objections?”

“……!”

As if he never intended to hear her answer in the first place, his c*ck widened the narrow junction and pushed inside at once. The feeling was still overwhelming and tight, but he pushed in heavily with his weight, relentlessly, as if he had no intention of being gentle anymore. His long patience had completely ended as of yesterday. Hngh, at the sudden insertion, Florencia gripped the sheet and swallowed her breath.

Though she expected pain since the wounds from their first intercourse hadn’t yet healed, surprisingly, a sticky pleasure mixed with pain flowed like a tremor from her tailbone up her spine. Had her v*gina adapted to the shape of his c*ck overnight? It was different from yesterday when she had been busy enduring sensations that threatened to drive her mad. From the soft, elastic gl*ns to the hot, hard shaft, even each frightening vein standing on it seemed to be felt in detail from below. The delicate mucous membrane of her inner walls seemed to have gained life, clinging to his c*ck with his movements, gripping tightly and refusing to let go.