Chapter 14: Second Round - 4
Chapter 14: Second Round - 4
"Wh-what..."
Slumped on the floor, Yura murmured in disbelief.
Instead of answering, Jiha's manhood twitched slightly up and down.
It brushed against Yura's skin, still fully hard.
"This is a man's..."
Yura let out a shocked sigh, staring blankly at Jiha's member.
When it stopped moving, Jiha pulled his hips back a little.
"We can stop if you don't want to."
Yura reflexively grabbed his manhood.
It was like clutching at a strange animal as it moved away.
"...Eek?!"
Even as she seized it, she yanked her hand back as if burned.
Reason and instinct were tangled inside her. Jiha suppressed his urge to pounce on her immediately.
The goal was to get this succubus under his thumb and stop Enril from acting recklessly.
He needed to follow the steps in order.
Exercising patience, Jiha slowly pushed his hips forward again.
As his manhood approached, Yura grabbed it once more.
Whether she meant to block its advance or for some other reason... Yura now held Jiha's member in one hand and did not let go.
Swish.
As if observing it, as if gently stroking a cute animal, she lightly ran her hand down its length.
'...Ngh.'
A tingling jolt of pleasure shot up from his thighs, throwing Jiha off balance.
The pressure of her hand sliding down was incredibly exquisite.
It felt better than anything he'd managed on his own.
As Jiha hid his bewilderment, Yura repeated the slow up-and-down caress.
She was beside herself, personally touching and observing what a man was for the first time.
Her soft, supple fingers moved slowly, almost tormentingly, in a repetitive motion, and Jiha's legs trembled involuntarily.
He had to maintain control, so he couldn't afford to show any sign he was feeling it.
Even if they became intimate, Jiha had to be in the superior position to achieve his objective.
'...I rushed this, didn't I.'
Jiha felt a touch of regret.
He had studied the situation carefully and even factored in Yura's innocent side before making his move... he had underestimated what it meant to be a succubus.
Yura's fingers exploring his manhood were persistent.
She adjusted the strength of her fingers, sliding down and back up. It wasn't a consistently slow pace either; she was subtly controlling her speed while watching his reactions.
She was searching for what would make him feel more.
An innocent virgin she might be, but a succubus was a sex demon. The moment she touched a man, she instinctively acted to find his weak points.
Knowing this, Jiha tried his hardest not to show it.
Then Yura's other hand stealthily cupped his testicles.
Rolling them in her hand like toys and squeezing them gently before releasing brought on a subtle pleasure.
"Uh, mm..."
Jiha, who had been holding back, groaned without realizing it. Having both his shaft and testicles caressed at the same time was a service not many women provided.
Even for Jiha, who had some experience, this was a first.
Yura's supple fingers brushed lightly over his two testicles before she began to knead them.
It seemed she had identified this as a weak point and was concentrating her attack there.
She deliberately avoided letting her fingers even graze the shaft.
She only touched, pressed, and rolled his testicles and the base, manipulating the pressure while a barrage of small, relentless stimulations continued.
His manhood twitched helplessly in response.
"Guh..."
As Yura tormented only his testicles while refusing to touch the shaft, Jiha began to grow frustrated.
The desire for stronger stimulation rose, but Yura was withholding it.
As Jiha suppressed a groan and looked down, Yura glanced up at him.
"...."
Her glistening eyes were bewitching.
What surfaced in them was a sense of superiority.
She made no effort to hide her confidence that she had skillfully melted and paralyzed a man.
He couldn't just let her have her way.
Jiha grabbed Yura's head with both hands and thrust his hips forward.
His shaft plunged into Yura's slightly parted mouth, as if she'd been about to speak.
Or perhaps as if she had wanted it.
"...Kgh."
Having shoved his manhood into Yura's mouth, Jiha clenched his jaw.
He had acted forcefully to seize back control, but... Yura's mouth brought a pleasure beyond his imagination.
"Sslp, slp..."
The lips holding his shaft slowly pursed and sucked. An intense suction and a melting pleasure enveloped him completely.
The inside of her mouth held a perfectly hot warmth, and Yura's tongue coiled around his manhood as if it had been waiting.
Sensations already heightened by the relentless attack on his testicles began to catch fire.
"This is..."
He was like a moth flying into the flames. At the numbing pleasure flooding his body, Jiha forced himself to pull his hips back.
As his manhood tried to withdraw, Yura obediently released her lips.
Instead, she looked up at Jiha with subtly narrowed eyes.
A provocative gaze, a look that asked, 'Is that all?'
"...."
Reflexively, Jiha thrust his hips forward again. Her lips pursed around him as if she'd been waiting for it.
A powerful suction that no human woman could achieve, a skill unique to succubi, clamped down on his shaft.
"Hoo, hoo..."
Aching pleasure shot through his lower back as Jiha repeated the back-and-forth motion.
Kneeling on the floor with his manhood in her mouth, Yura docilely followed his lead.
"Haa, haa..."
The beautiful virgin who hadn't known a man until moments ago was now submissively following his lead.
To bring him more enjoyment, to please him, she was servicing him with her soft tongue and hot mouth.
Gripping Yura's head, Jiha moved faster, driven by the pleasure, repeating the back-and-forth.
"Sslp, slp... Smack."
Jiha's groans and the sucking sounds from Yura echoed through the quiet infirmary.
Right now, the only thing in both their minds was the pursuit of greater pleasure.
Jiha suppressed his pleasure to last even a little longer, but Yura moved her hands.
While still keeping his shaft in her mouth, she began caressing his testicles with her fingers again.
Now, she would touch them and then lightly tug, adding a new rhythm to the existing pleasure.
"Ugh, kugh..."
Under the double and triple assault of pleasure, even the thought of suppressing his moans fled from Jiha's mind.
Only the thought of emptying the copious semen stored inside him into this beautiful succubus's mouth ran down his spine.
Jiha's movements became larger and rougher.
He held her beautiful face tight, roughly stabbing and sawing into her mouth, but Yura took it all without a single cough.
She didn't even care that drool was running down her chin from keeping her mouth open for so long.
If he even slightly tried to slow his rhythm, she would subtly move her own head.
Unwilling to let her take the lead, Jiha pressed her head down harder and moved on his own.
As he drove his hips with a chasing urgency, a chill ran down his spine.
"Kgh, I-I'm coming..."
The moment Jiha's manhood became even harder, Yura's lips clamped down tighter as if she'd been waiting.
Her soft tongue lightly stabbed at his urethra, urging him to hurry up and release.
"Kh, uuugh!"
Burying himself to the root inside the succubus's mouth, Jiha's body trembled.
His vision went white as his manhood violently discharged the massive load of semen it had been holding back.
Splrrrt!
An unbelievably large amount of semen shot out fiercely, making his upper body bend forward.
The pleasure was so intense it felt like he might collapse, and Jiha pressed the head he was holding down even tighter.
I don't want to leave this mouth, I want to keep cumming—that was the only single-minded thought filling his head.
Yura relaxed and tightened her lips repeatedly, guiding him to release every last drop.
The ceaseless pleasure of ejaculation left Jiha no choice but to let Yura have her way.
"Haa, haa..."
As the long ejaculation ended, the strength drained out of his body.
Jiha slowly pulled his hips back, and Yura released the manhood she had held snugly in her mouth throughout his climax.
Sluuurp.
A strand mixed with saliva and semen connected Jiha's manhood and Yura's lips before snapping.
Jiha suppressed his ragged breathing and looked at Yura.
He'd wondered what she would do with all that semen... it seemed she was swallowing it all.
At the sight of Yura's throat quietly bobbing as she kept her eyes closed, Jiha let out an internal groan.
"...."
A succubus wasn't just a succubus for nothing.
Even as a virgin, her body was built to melt a man.
Enril's body had given him incredible pleasure too, but she'd had absolutely no experience with men, and Jiha had been able to maintain control the whole time.
But Yura, even without knowing much about men, was instinctively working to conquer him.
'Things got complicated.'
Amid the lingering afterglow of pleasure, Jiha tried to force himself to be cold and rational.
Yura was focused on savoring and swallowing the semen in her mouth, giving him time to organize his thoughts.
"...."
What now?
Should he just bite her? He had the confidence that biting her would let him suppress even a succubus, maintaining his control and allowing him to continue as the dominant one.
But that would mean changing the plan...
As Jiha thought, Yura had finally swallowed everything and slowly opened her eyes.
With a dazed expression, she saw Jiha and then realized she was kneeling on the floor. She blinked a few times before freezing up.
"...."
Looking at her, it seemed she had acted purely on instinct, without any real awareness.
As Yura sat there with a stunned face, unable to speak, Jiha opened his mouth.
"You..."
Thud. Thud.
The sound of footsteps approaching the infirmary. By the time Jiha noticed it, Yura had already pushed off from the floor.
Unfurling her bat wings, she flew out through the window with incredible speed.
She vanished from sight in an instant, leaving Jiha completely dumbfounded.
"Do all the women here just bolt the first chance they get?"
Still, the situation wasn't that bad for Jiha.
He had confirmed Yura wasn't as ordinary as she appeared, and he could always finish what they started later.
"The problem is, this might get pinned on me..."
If Yura blamed Jiha for what just happened, things would get messy.
Because trying to rein in Enril's reckless behavior might have ended up making an enemy out of Yura too.
Well, judging by Yura's personality, she probably wouldn't do that blindly... but who could ever understand a woman's heart?
"I'll need to meet her again soon."
Next time they met, he'd be more thoroughly prepared and put her firmly in her place.
As Jiha made this resolution, blood rushed to his lower body once more.
"...."
It had only been a few minutes since he'd climaxed that heavily, and he was already getting erect again.
With Enril, he'd just chalked it up to being incredibly worked up, but this was starting to seem strange.
"An erection is just blood pooling in the corpora cavernosa..."
It was the effect of the Bloodsucking Mana.
He could now control his own body's blood pressure through sheer will.
"Though I'm drained, so there's probably not much left..."
Jiha was feeling a bit incredulous when the infirmary door opened.
Sirel, the owner of the footsteps, came in and froze upon seeing him.
"Uh, um... Should I leave?"
Wondering why she was so flustered, Jiha realized he was still erect.
Sirel continued in a tone thick with embarrassment.
"No, well... Guys are all like that, right? It just... does its own thing. And I'm a healer, so I kinda know how it is? I'm not a kid who doesn't know anything. I get it."
"What happened with the errand you left for?"
Jiha pulled down his shirt to cover his lower body and asked.
The flustered Sirel cleared her throat unnecessarily and answered.
"I submitted the diagnosis, so it should be processed today. Lady Enril will probably come see it herself."
"...."
Since Yura had run off, the situation was left in an ambiguous state.
Seeing Jiha lost in thought, Sirel fidgeted with her hair and averted her eyes.
She was clearly feeling very awkward after seeing his lower body.
Seeing the usually easygoing healer so flustered was novel and even a little cute.
"Sirel."
"Huh? Yeah? What?"
Sirel answered in a fluster, and Jiha chuckled.
Let's put the plan to use Yura on hold for now.
"You told me to buy you a meal? I promise I'll get you a proper one soon."
"Y-yeah. Sure..."
Jiha stated it simply.
"I just need you to help me with one thing in return."
Another plan had occurred to him.
Ultimately, wasn't the goal just to keep Enril pinned down so she couldn't act rashly?