Chapter 119: Breaking the Spirit - 6
Chapter 119: Breaking the Spirit - 6
"Fine. Do it, then."
As Jiha declared this, he pulled his hips back.
"Aaah......."
As the man withdrew, Yura let out a low moan, a sweet, quivering sound.
The red-haired succubus, her full breasts trembling softly, took a shaky breath and slowly raised her upper body.
Jiha propped a pillow behind his back and sat with his legs stretched out straight.
Yura's naked body—her ample breasts, narrow waist, and ripe hips—was a pure delight for any man just to look at.
He couldn't tear his eyes from the way her breasts swayed gently from side to side with every shuffling step she took on her knees.
"Mm."
Now closer, Yura took a fresh look at Jiha's face and body.
Jiha deliberately didn't lift a single finger and stayed still.
Her upbringing and her inferiority complex toward Asira had left Yura lacking in confidence.
That had created a passive, shrinking pattern of behavior.
'This time, I'll give Yura some confidence.......'
Hesitantly, Yura took hold of Jiha's manhood.
He had just released a great deal, so it was steadily shrinking.
Jiha could have gotten hard again using his Bloodsucking Mana, but he deliberately left it alone.
Gripping his length lightly and shaking it, Yura glanced at his face to gauge his reaction.
"......Is this alright?"
"Yeah, do whatever you like."
Even though she instinctively knew exactly what a man liked, she was still so passive.
As Jiha relaxed and let the tension drain from his body, Yura rubbed her fingers over the sensitive tip.
The subtle, enveloping pressure of her soft palm pressing and rubbing against him created a strange stimulation that almost made him involuntarily tense his lower body.
"......."
Even as she rubbed with her palm and then stroked the shaft again with her fingers, his manhood showed no real inclination to rise.
Growing anxious, Yura buried her face against Jiha's chest.
Her tongue slid slowly down his sweat-dampened chest.
"......."
The sticky, soft tongue pressed down and slid gently, making the areas it touched swirl with a melting kind of pleasure.
Jiha reflexively stifled a moan as Yura's lips took his nipple between them.
"......Uh."
The sensation made every nerve stand on end, and a moan slipped out before he could stop it.
Yura cast her eyes upward just slightly to watch his face, tapping his nipple with the tip of her tongue before licking around the areola.
Like a puppy seeking praise, she served him sweetly, wanting to see him feel good.
As Jiha held back his voice, a look of regret passed over Yura's face, and then she took his nipple between her lips and sucked on it gently.
"......Hoo."
The shiver that ran down his spine finally forced Jiha, who had been holding on, to open his mouth.
At Jiha's reaction, Yura's face lit up with joy, and she sucked on his nipple even more tenderly while her other hand stroked his chest.
She was returning, in perfect detail, the very same torments he had inflicted on her just moments ago.
"Doing it like this...... feels good, right?"
Yura's voice had become bewitching.
It dripped with the intoxication and confidence of knowing she was the one making a man feel this way.
The image of her fretting in Asira's room, saying she couldn't, had melted away, and in its place was only a female wholly focused on making Jiha feel even better.
"......You won't give me an answer?"
When Jiha kept his mouth shut, Yura's hand trailed down toward his manhood.
Thanks to the stimulation on his nipple and chest, strength had already returned to it before he knew it.
The hand that had been gently gripping and shaking his hardened length now cupped and played with the two small sacs below.
"Mmm......."
Having his most vulnerable spots toyed with by Yura, Jiha let out another moan.
At that, Yura pressed her full breasts against his chest, her body molding against his as she brought her face close.
"Please...... tell me it feels good."
"......It feels good."
When Yura kept rolling his sacs in her palm, Jiha, who had been holding back, finally gave in.
Yura's touch was unbelievably soft.
She endlessly rolled those two spheres gently on her palm, so delicately that he had the absurd, fleeting fear they might actually melt.
Yet in response to that same stimulation, his manhood was growing even stiffer and harder.
Yura smiled softly at Jiha's answer.
"I'm glad......."
Leaning her face closer, Yura brought her lips to his in a kiss.
A light press of their lips at first, then her tongue traced slowly over his upper lip.
When her silent request for him to open his mouth was met, her tongue pushed in, intertwining with his. As their tongues mixed, his hips began to twitch and tremble.
As if she understood exactly what he was feeling, Yura's touch moved up from his sacs and took hold of his hardened length.
"......I'm the reason you got this hard?"
"......It's because of you, Yura."
At his reply, Yura happily wrapped her fingers around him, one by one, slowly.
The perfect pressure enveloped his manhood and stroked down slowly. Then, Yura's lips trailed down the side of Jiha's neck.
"Mmm......."
Each time Jiha made a sound, her tongue would stop, seeming pleased, and then trace over the same spot once more.
As if making Jiha feel pleasure was her own personal happiness.
The succubus's tongue descended further, gliding over Jiha's chest.
This time she didn't seek out his nipple immediately but instead roamed over his chest with tickling, teasing touches, planting kisses here and there.
Peck. Peck.......
His body, craving more intense stimulation, tightened with tension.
When Jiha's eyes gave a clear demand, Yura gave a gentle shake of her head.
"Please...... lift yourself up a bit."
Jiha raised his body as she asked, and Yura kissed his thigh, her lips creeping upward slowly.
The soft pressure of her lips and the sticky movement of her tongue on his inner thigh made his body tremble involuntarily.
"Mmm......."
Jiha leaned against the wall and looked down at Yura's head as it moved.
Every time those red strands shifted, a tingling, shivery pleasure rose from his thigh.
His manhood had hardened unbearably, twitching and eager to move immediately.
But just as Yura's lips, which had made their way to his groin, started to move toward the other thigh, Jiha pressed his hand down on her head.
A signal to stop. Yura glanced up at him and smiled a strange smile.
It was a satisfied smile, confirming his excitement.
'This little.......'
She'd been playing coy on purpose, trying to make Jiha lose control, to make him demand it first.
An urge to put this wicked creature in her place surged through his manhood.
Setting both hands on Jiha's thighs, Yura slowly brought her mouth toward the very tip of his length.
Peck.
"It's gotten...... completely hard."
Her voice was steeped in a sense of accomplishment, knowing she had done this.
As her lips merely kept kissing the tip repeatedly, Jiha began to grow impatient.
He raised a hand to push her head down, and as if she'd been waiting for it, the succubus looked up at him and smiled.
"......."
She was deliberately dragging it out, wanting to confirm over and over just how excited Jiha was.
Slurp.......
Yura's lips parted and slowly enveloped Jiha's manhood. Like a snake opening its jaws to gulp down its prey, she steadily pushed the rigid pillar of flesh into her mouth.
"Mmm......."
The cold outside air vanished, replaced by the warm heat of her mouth pressing against him.
His manhood twitched at the temperature difference, but Yura paid no mind, engulfing Jiha's length at a slow, steady pace.
"Hooooo......."
Placing a hand on Yura's head, Jiha swallowed down his impatience.
A desire to move roughly was there, but for once, the situation called for giving Yura the lead to build up her confidence.
It was probably better to just let her do as she pleased, for the most part.
Shluuuuurp.
Having taken his entire length down to the base, Yura paused for a moment before tightening her mouth around him.
"Hooooo......."
The feeling of her warm, soft mouth and the roof of her mouth pressing down slowly drew a sigh from Jiha.
Being pushed into and trapped within a gradually narrowing space felt both stifling and strangely pleasurable.
Like savoring a long lollipop, Yura's mouth, which had been slowly tasting him, began to pull back.
"......."
Quelling his regret, Jiha looked down at Yura's head as she retreated at a leisurely pace.
A desire to grab that head and shake it however he wanted flickered through him, but he felt like Yura would just get even more smug about it somehow.
Shluurp.
Slowly pulling her mouth off his length, Yura looked up at Jiha.
It was the gaze of a woman flushed with excitement and allure, and as Jiha tried to decipher her meaning, she said sweetly:
"Let me...... make you feel even better."
Drawing her knees up, as if to reposition herself, Yura then took hold of her large breasts with each hand.
She spread them apart, creating a space between them, placed Jiha's manhood right in the middle, and then wrapped her breasts around it with her hands.
The heated length was completely buried within the deep valley of her generous cleavage.
"Ah......."
Softness that felt like it would melt him and a taut, springy resilience coexisted as her breasts enveloped his manhood.
When the sensation dragged a helpless moan from Jiha, Yura's eyes shone with joy.
Watching his face, she slowly rubbed the breasts that sheathed his member together.
The flesh shifted, assailing the trapped length from every direction.
"Ugh....... Ah."
A dizzying pleasure surged through him, making his thighs tremble.
Feeling like he might collapse if he wasn't careful, Jiha tensed his legs, and Yura began to gently move her upper body up and down.
Yura's saliva coated his manhood, and sweat had gathered in her cleavage, providing plenty of lubrication.
"Ha. Haa......."
The pleasure was so intense he even forgot to stifle his moans.
The sheer ecstasy of being buried from tip to base in the overwhelmingly lush softness of her breasts.
Yura moved her upper body up and down, pressing and rubbing her breasts from side to side, distributing the pleasure evenly.
The sensation was breathtaking, and the visual of himself buried completely in that soft flesh was exciting beyond words.
As his manhood grew even harder, Yura murmured softly.
"Please...... hurry."
"Mmm......."
He wanted to enjoy this a little longer.
As Jiha tried to forcefully suppress his excitement, Yura continued rubbing her breasts against his manhood while placing her lips on his chest.
Sluurp. Schluurp.
Her tongue coiled amiably around his overly sensitive nipple.
"Haa....... Mm......."
With his length being rubbed by an unprecedented pleasure and his chest being toyed with, the strength drained from Jiha's hips.
In inverse proportion, his manhood became much, much harder.
"Kh......."
Contrary to the desire to endlessly savor those breasts, his length throbbed with excitement.
Panting, Jiha tried to hold back out of sheer reluctance to end it, but Yura pulled her lips from his nipple and whispered seductively.
"It's okay. If you want it, Master Jiha...... I'll give it to you anytime."
So go ahead and let it out—the hands pressing her breasts together applied even more force.
His hips shuddering from the added pleasure, Jiha unconsciously began to move.
"Hoo, hoooo......."
Now, knowing it was hard to hold on, the desire to finish as pleasurably as possible began to take over.
Adjusting the pressure of her hands pressing her breasts in time with Jiha's movements, Yura gazed up at him steadily.
Her red lips moved suggestively.
"Master Jiha......."
At that tempting invitation to let go, Jiha bent his whole body forward and covered her lips with his own.
As his manhood sought its release, the succubus bound to him opened her lips joyfully and gently twisted her breasts around him.
He thrust himself into the massive confection of her cleavage, relishing the pulsing tightness within, all while sucking at the lips that clung to his own as his hips moved.
His length, which had barely been peeking out from the deep valley of her chest, began to move with greater force.
Peck. Sluurp. Schluup.
"Master Jiha. Master Jiha......."
Yura called his name out desperately in a whisper.
Through the dizzying haze, Jiha called her name without thinking.
"Yura......."
"Yes......."
The moment Yura slipped her tongue into his mouth, his mind went white and his manhood convulsed.
Spuurt!
The fluid shot out powerfully, flying past the valley of her chest to splatter onto her pale neck and cheek.
But Yura paid it no mind at all, continuing to kiss Jiha, their tongues entwining as she kept pressing and rubbing his ejaculating length with her breasts.
The touch, meant to help him savor the afterglow, made his member tremble and spill its seed again.
"Haa, haa......."
Thanks to that, the pleasure didn't end with a single climax. Leaving his body completely in Yura's care, Jiha was able to enjoy a long, lingering afterglow.
"Ah, ah......."
He couldn't even hide the sounds that came out reflexively. It wasn't a matter of endurance; it was purely involuntary.
Having kissed him and twined their tongues the entire time he'd been lost in the feeling, the succubus finally, just barely, pulled her lips away.
Seeing Jiha steadying his breath, she suddenly lowered her eyes and looked bashful.
"......I'm so happy you called my name."
"......."
When Jiha didn't answer, Yura asked cautiously, reading his face.
"Did it...... feel good?"
"......Yeah."
Jiha answered her honestly.
The strength had drained so completely from his legs that standing was difficult.
Strands of his semen, having burst out several times, clung to Yura's breasts and neck. As Jiha silently observed his traces on her, Yura spoke carefully.
"......I liked it too."
"......."
"Even when you're with Asira...... will you please not forget me?"
The quivering in Yura's eyes told him she was showing tremendous courage.
This timid and innocent succubus, unaware of her own charms, was afraid she might end up being cast aside.
"If I go one more round, I definitely won't be able to forget you."
As Jiha spoke with a smile, Yura returned a relieved smile of her own.
He dipped his head slightly, and she rose up without being told, meeting him in a kiss.
It was complete subordination.