Only a Virgin There?
Caught off guard, the senior Succubus had her head split clean in two by Yu-mi's single strike.
The head, cleaved by that sudden uppercut, slowly listed to either side as her body crumpled to the floor in a spray of black blood. The silver threads that had been streaming from her hair went slack all at once, drained of power.
Yu-mi barely registered the sight. Blood loss was already dragging her vision down into darkness. Her breathing turned shallow and ragged; her whole body went ice-cold in a rush.
…What… how… did that…
Something violet was jutting out from between her legs, right through her clothes. Its tip had been honed sharp as an axe blade, and it was soaked in blood.
In that same moment, Yu-mi's fading senses snagged on the door. Outside it, faint but unmistakable, was a presence. Two of them — no, three. Shadow-thin, yet edged with a keen, watchful tension.
Instinct told her they were enemies.
Her hunch was right. The people listening at the door were investigators from the Shadow Team.
Yu-mi's eyes flared back to life for an instant. The thought of escape cut through her mind like a blade.
She clenched her teeth and spun. Toward the window, she drove her fist with every scrap of strength she had left.
CRASH—!
Glass exploded outward. Night air flooded in.
Without a second's hesitation, Yu-mi vaulted the sill and threw herself into the open.
It was seven stories down, but landing in a Succubus body was nothing. The blood loss, though, was another matter — the moment her feet hit, one knee buckled completely and she sprawled across the pavement.
She bit down hard and staggered, limping, into the dark of the alley until she vanished.
Inside the hotel room, the door slammed open.
Three men in black coats swept in fast. The one in front scanned the room, then froze when he found the black-haired woman on the floor — split down the middle, black blood still pooling around her. His eyes went wide.
"…This is—"
His voice dropped, rough and low.
"That's Noctis."
"Noctis… the Succubus whose erogenous zone is her hair. We've been hunting her for a while. And this is how we finally meet."
"Team Leader — is this corpse really the famous Noctis?"
"Yeah. From the Joseon-era constabulary all the way down to us — five hundred years of people going out of their minds trying to catch this woman."
The junior investigator hesitated, then asked carefully,
"Um, so… how do you know her erogenous zone is her hair? Did you, uh… with her…?"
The senior investigator gave him a look of pure disbelief.
"How long have you been assigned to our division?"
"Not long, sir."
"You haven't done the Special Investigator Academy course yet, have you."
The deputy beside them stepped in to explain.
"Succubi draw out ectoplasm, harden it, and use it as a weapon, right?"
"Yes, I know that much. We usually just call it ecto—"
"Right. And ecto erupts from a Succubus's most sensitive erogenous zone."
"Ah. Got it. I thought maybe she was the Team Leader's girlfriend or something…"
"Okay, what the hell is this kid's problem—"
The Team Leader snapped, irritated.
"Aagh — sorry, Team Leader!"
Faint traces of violet and silver ectoplasm still hung mixed in the air of the room, and night wind was seeping in through the shattered window.
The lead man crossed to the window and looked down through the broken glass. In the alley below, there was already no trace left at all.
"So the famous Noctis was killed by this Yu-mi girl — who only just awakened."
A heavy silence settled over the room.
Yu-mi gone out the window. Noctis already dead.
The Shadow Team's gazes tangled together, complicated and dark.
Around the same time the Shadow Team was standing empty-handed after losing Yu-mi—
Sang-hyuk was on his way home after a workout.
Who is that?
His sharp senses caught a gaze fixed on him. Someone was tailing him.
Sang-hyuk slipped into an alley and pressed himself out of sight.
A moment later, someone hurried after him into the same alley.
Sang-hyuk snagged the person's arm.
"Hup—!"
"Why are you following me?"
It was Hye-sun.
Sang-hyuk looked at her steadily. Hye-sun's face went scarlet; she couldn't get a word out and dropped her gaze.
"I just… wanted to see you so badly…"
That one line was all she managed before the tears started.
"Come with me."
Sang-hyuk said nothing more and started walking first.
Once they were inside his room, Hye-sun still couldn't meet his eyes properly. Sang-hyuk watched her for a long moment, then smiled gently.
"Today's the day the debt comes due… and Ji-hoon hasn't called."
"I listed the car on the used market."
"Too late."
"Then…?"
"I'll have to take collateral."
"I figured. I came ready to offer myself."
Sang-hyuk took a step closer. Hye-sun's body went faintly rigid.
He laid her down on the bed and began undressing her, slow and deliberate. When he reached her panties she clutched at them, hesitating — caught, it seemed, between craving for Sang-hyuk and loyalty to Ji-hoon. But when he met her eyes again and gave her a short smile, the tension drained out of her body all at once.
"Your boyfriend couldn't pay, so you have to settle the debt with your body."
"O-of course."
Her voice trembled.
Sang-hyuk kissed her first, slowly feeding his saliva into her mouth. He pushed his tongue deep and worked the inside of her mouth until her breathing turned ragged. Then he trailed down the line of her throat and began caressing her breasts. He rolled a stiff nipple under his tongue while his fingers worked the other, and her hips lifted off the bed.
"Haa… no… if you do that… I'll get weird…"
Instead of answering, Sang-hyuk stroked the insides of her thighs and went lower. He parted the place already flooded with her juices and set his tongue to it; Hye-sun let out a small cry.
His tongue was relentless. He spread her legs wide. Her pink labia minora were slick and gleaming with the wetness pouring out of her. A faint scent of urine clung to her pussy.
Sang-hyuk coated his tongue thick with spit and focused on her clitoris, tracing figure-eights and infinity signs over it. Hye-sun could only pant and moan, her pussy twitching under the merciless pleasure. Every time spit mixed with his pre-cum touched her, her legs shook.
Then, all at once—
"Ooooh—!"
Hye-sun convulsed, fists knotted in the sheets, clamping Sang-hyuk's head between her thighs with everything she had. She shuddered through it, gasping hard.
Her first orgasm.
"Did Hye-sun come?"
She nodded without a word.
"What was that I just felt?"
"An orgasm."
"Ah… so that's… what an orgasm is like?"
"First time?"
"Yes… it's embarrassing, but…"
"I'll make you come again."
Sang-hyuk brought his tongue back to her clit.
"Ah… something's wrong…!"
When the second climax hit, Hye-sun clawed at the sheets and thrashed her hips wildly. Sang-hyuk drove his tongue deep into her vagina. Sour secretions and love juices flooded together inside her.
"Hm?"
Exploring her with his tongue, Sang-hyuk found something strange — something that hadn't been there with Yu-mi or Lee Yu-na. A membrane-like barrier blocking entry. There was a hole through the middle, but something definitely caught.
What is this? A hymen? There's no way she's a virgin.
Sang-hyuk slowly rubbed the head of his cock over her labia and began to push in. Hye-sun's body went rigid.
"That place… is my first time."
"Bullshit. You've never done it with Ji-hoon?"
"I'm a devout believer. I took a vow of premarital chastity, so…"
"You've really never done it even once?"
"We… did do it…"
"You've got a hymen. How the hell did you do it?"
"Only… from behind…"
Hye-sun confessed it, her face burning with shame. Ji-hoon had kept demanding sex, and she had held to her vow by allowing only anal.
Sang-hyuk was speechless.
"So if you only did it in the ass, that counts as keeping premarital chastity?"
"I-I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?"
"I'm sorry my ass isn't a virgin."
"Your pussy is, though."
"Today Hye-sun gets her hymen torn on her fiancé's friend's cock."
"Yes…"
Sang-hyuk's massive cock couldn't go in all at once — and it had beads set into it besides. But Hye-sun had taken plenty of cock in her ass; she knew how to open a hole for a man. She relaxed and worked with him as he pushed.
After stubborn effort, the head finally reached right up against her hymen. Sang-hyuk pressed in slowly, but without mercy.
"Aaaah—! It hurts so much — please, gently…!"
Hye-sun swallowed a moan at the alien sensation of her hymen splitting and the sharp, vivid pain. Something cannon-huge was ripping her virginity open and driving straight into her lower body. Between the tension and the pain she could barely breathe — and with the pain came a fullness she had never felt from Ji-hoon's small cock, packing her lower half completely full.
Sang-hyuk began to move his hips. Slow. Deep. Hitting the most sensitive spots again and again. Every time a bead scraped her inner walls, her insides convulsed and clenched around him.
"Haa… aaaah… it feels… so good…!"
He changed the angle and bore down hard on her G-spot. At the same time he rubbed her clit with his fingers, and Hye-sun couldn't even manage a proper breath.
"Sang-hyuk! It feels so good!"
"You're my collateral now. Until the money's paid back, I'm your master. Call me husband."
"Aaaah— husband… darling — I'm coming! …I'm coming!"
Her first climax through her vagina hit, and Hye-sun forgot shame entirely, screaming. A second, a third — orgasms stacked one on top of another.
By the seventeenth climax, Hye-sun was squirting from her pussy like a whale, eyes rolled completely white and vacant.
Sang-hyuk pulled out for a moment. The bed was flooded.
"Feel good?"
Even to that, Hye-sun couldn't answer — only gasped for air.
Let the woman rest a while. If she feels any more, she could die of a heart attack.
Valentine's voice rose in his head.
Being an incubus really is a job that walks the line between life and death…
I've been doing this meaningless work for over five thousand years.
I respect you, Count.
Sang-hyuk went to the kitchen, made a whiskey on the rocks, and handed it to Hye-sun. She just sat there with empty eyes, staring at the glass until the ice had fully melted, saying nothing. Residual aftershocks of those brutal orgasms still flickered through her body in intermittent spasms.
Then, out of nowhere, the dazed Hye-sun pushed herself upright.
To be continued…