Shizuha led Lee to her bed and shut the door behind them. Even though she shared Lee with Minoriko, habit led her to seek privacy, and that was something the two of them would want right now. The last thing she wanted was her sister or a nosy tengu interrupting them.

He had just sat down before she was on him, kissing him hungrily and pushing him the rest of the way down to the futon. Her hands cupped the sides of his face as she brought her mouth to his. For his part, Lee rested his hands on the nape and the small of her back through her blouse.

As enjoyable as this was, they had come here for something else. Shizuha brought her head to Lee’s ear and blew a teasing breath into it, earning another delicious shiver from her priest. She then traced the tip of his ear with her tongue, savoring the firm folds of cartilage. The next place her tongue went was the entrance to his ear canal, swirling around the opening with a slow, delicate touch, and this time it earned her a small, ragged sigh from him. All the while, she was breathing in the rich scent of his skin and hair from pressing her face right against it.

With that, notions of propriety or restraint slipped from Shizuha’s mind. Her breath hitched, her heart fluttered, and her body ached with desire. Distantly, she registered licking her lips. For now, Lee was hers alone, and she would make full use of him.

Shizuha plunged her tongue into his ear canal, feeling the soft, wet, and warm flesh of it push inside. Every muscle in Lee’s body reflexively responded to that, from his neck craning to bring his head closer to her to his toes curling up and pulling on the covers. He let out an actual moan as he squirmed, and the sound spurred her aching desire to swell further.

As Shizuha continued to use her tongue on Lee, the hand not holding his head to her mouth crept down the front of his robe to find his manhood. Naturally, it was already ready for her. She wrapped her fingers around it, felt the rhythm of his pulse become frenetic through her palm, and smiled to herself.

Shizuha made a ring with her thumb and index finger and stroked up and down his shaft, savoring the warmth radiating from it as proof of her priest’s love for her. She settled into an rhythm of alternating plunging her tongue into Lee’s ear with stroking him, such that there were no breaks in the pleasure he felt from her.

Soon enough it had the desired effect - with a subdued cry, Lee bucked his hips and climaxed into her hand. Shizuha finally spared his ear and turned his head around to kiss him as he came for her. After the last spasm, she picked up a stray rag from her room to wipe her hand clean as she let Lee catch his breath.

All of a sudden, a sense of self-consciousness struck Shizuha like a falling branch. She had really just had her way with him on the spot - what kind of goddess would Lee think she was because of this?

She glanced somewhat guiltily at him, only to find him already gazing back at her. He was still panting from the intensity of her attentions, but his eyes were unclouded. His smile was more tender than any she had yet seen from him.

Shizuha’s shoulders lowered on their own as she felt a matching smile form on her own face. She laid down and nuzzled her face between his neck and shoulder.

“You make such cute sounds,” Shizuha teased. “I should do this more.”

Lee sighed. Despite his embarrassment, he was clearly content to let Shizuha nuzzle into him.

The two of them continued embracing. Though Shizuha had just satisfied Lee, her own desire had not yet been quenched. She could feel her need for his touch still smoldering in her chest and her loins.

She leaned back to look at him with what she hoped was a seductive expression. “Say, Lee… My turn?”

Lee didn’t reply, but he didn’t need to. He slipped away from her side and sidled between her legs while she slid off her long skirt, taking care to not snag the leaf-patterned hem. Shizuha propped herself up on her arms to look at his face. He gave her a small smile, gently raised her left leg by the knee, and went to work.

He trailed kisses across the pale skin of her inner thigh in just the way she had taught him. It was her turn to shiver and tense in pleasure now, with each touch of his lips and tongue causing her to curl her toes and press her legs together with Lee inside. The small spots of moisture left behind from his mouth felt wonderfully cool when his breath brushed them.

Maybe it was because of the attention she had just paid to his ear, but Shizuha felt like Lee was attending to her with extra care. She adored how thorough he was in fulfilling his duties as the priest for her and Minoriko, but the thought that it was nothing more than a duty to him gnawed at the back of her mind even now.

For better or worse, she was nothing like the sort of god Kanako was, and that meant that she could not demand worship in such an imperious manner, as though it was simply something naturally owed her.

She tried to think of other things for now. Fortunately, Lee was making that very easy for her. By now, his focus has moved from her thighs to around her labia, and all that kissing had made them wet with anticipation. Her legs were slung over his shoulders and her feet, in her impatience for him to continue, now pressed at the small of his back to bring him closer.

Lee got her hint and brought his face down with only a quick glance at her face. The first, probing touches of his tongue triggered a reflexive stiffening of her legs accompanied by a plaintive, needy whimper. A thrill of pleasure raced up her spine, something delightfully electric that left behind an impression of spreading warmth.

Shizuha felt the tip of his tongue gently part her inner folds and trace upwards with a lapping motion. It was warm, wet, and textured in a such a way that enticed her without fail to close her eyes and savor it. At such an intimate contact, even the rhythmic flow of Lee’s breath over her trimmed hair was incredibly stimulating. Dimly, she hoped that Lee didn’t find her scent unpleasant - she did pay extra attention to her cleanliness even for a goddess, but that didn’t mean her worries were silent.

When Lee’s tongue finally reached her clitoris, it was well prepared. Shizuha’s legs, still wrapped around Lee’s torso, shifted downwards to better allow her to spread herself open and give him better access.

Their eyes met again, and from the hazy, warm look in Lee’s, Shizuha realized something. She had been silly to worry throughout their passion about whether or not Lee actually wanted to do this, whether he liked her gangly legs - whether he wanted her out of all of the goddesses of Gensokyo. Right now, she was his entire world, filling his every sense, eclipsing his past and future, and he loved it. He loved her, and he wanted to return that love to her.

Shizuha smiled at her priest and reached out to stroke Lee’s face. As she climaxed, she tightened her entire body around him, wrapping her thighs around his neck and hugging his head with her hands. The only sound she made was a prolonged whine of fulfillment.

She laid on her futon in the afterglow of her orgasm. Somewhat distantly, she registered Lee sitting upright and massaging the back of his head, where she had done her best to constrict his skull in the throes of her pleasure. His own smile, however, showed that it wasn’t something she needed to worry about.