Chapter 25
Chapter 25
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: Rape? Pure Love? Rape-Pure Love! (3)
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Succubus Natalie.
From the supply unit that transferred over from the intelligence unit to the Vampire Legion.
She's higher-ranking, but not in direct superior-subordinate relation to me.
'But what can you do. I'm a Trainer.'
The Vampire Legion isn't a perfect bureaucracy, but the position of Trainer holds a surprisingly high rank within the legion.
'It's unusual, but I'm the head of the so-called "Trainer Corps."'
The leader of a unit with a special purpose, like the supply corps.
The Succubus secretary handles all the actual administrative duties, but the Trainer title carries significant weight in this legion.
And I, holding that Trainer position, occupy a pretty respectable spot myself.
Enough to discuss prisoners face-to-face with Chief Adjutant Akkamond.
Enough that poison in the wine on that cart there isn't just about beating her to death—it's an assassination attempt.
'First, let's confirm her identity.'
Whether this woman's an assassin or just a tool being used unwittingly for assassination—her pussy will tell me.
"I've been curious what a demon pussy feels like compared to a human one. Perfect timing."
I threw Natalie onto the bed by force.
She tried to get up right away, but I pinned her down on top.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"St-stop that. This is...!"
"Why? You told me to eat up."
I roughly grabbed Natalie's breasts.
"!!"
Caught off guard by me suddenly groping her tits, Natalie glared daggers and swung at my face—
"......!!"
But the moment her eyes locked on my cheek, I knew instinctively.
"What. Trying to slap me?"
"Ugh, grrr...!"
Natalie froze not out of fear of me, but because of the Vampire Legion seal branded on my cheek.
"You know resisting is pointless, right?"
"You think you'll be forgiven for something like this...?!"
"Yep."
I answered without a shred of shame.
"My job is to corrupt them into vampires."
"Wh-what...?!"
"I've been wondering if succubi can turn into vampires once they become bitches. Guess you'll help with that research."
I spouted whatever excuses popped into my head.
"Succubi and vampires aren't the same species, strictly speaking. Got me curious all of a sudden. Instead of capturing humans as prisoners, what if the Vampire Legion could make its own vampires? And if those are succubi?"
All the bullshit I'd racked my brain for to survive superiors came spilling out smooth as silk, not a drop of spit on my lips.
"If I report right now that I'm experimenting on you, you won't end up in the supply corps—you'll rot in the training chamber dungeon. Heh."
"Y-you...!!"
Natalie glared up at me, eyes blazing with fury.
"You're just making shit up because you wanna rape me...!"
"Yeah."
I was genuinely surprised.
"How'd you know?"
Riiip.
I tore her shirt open left and right.
Buttons flew off, revealing lacy black lingerie underneath greeting me.
"If you didn't wanna get raped, you shouldn't have come in a body like this."
"You...!"
"Hold still. Behave, and I'll settle for one creampie."
I'd fucked Eris before, but that didn't mean I wouldn't stick my dick in a non-virgin.
Priestess Dalia would've gotten the same treatment as those back-alley gang-rapers if I'd tried, and I hadn't captured any other experienced women yet.
Hoping it doesn't come to that, but even if the Vampire Princess has already had sex, I'd happily ram my cock in if she spread her legs.
The difference is just whether I make her first time painless or fuck her like a dog so no other guy crosses her mind.
Same here.
"I really like this part."
I forced her legs up.
"Outfits like this."
Hiking her suit skirt up to her waist revealed black lace panties peeking from under her stockings.
Stockings.
Unlike the modern world where you could grab cheap ones for a few thousand won at a convenience store, stockings here were expensive luxury items.
For humans, something commoners almost never wore—a noble's privilege.
Personally, I think stockings are for ripping or tearing holes in, but here, I couldn't do that.
'Brings back old memories.'
Not a fetish, but I'd once punched a hole in an ex's stockings, shoved her panties aside, and fucked her.
And got slapped.
She ranted about the brand, how they cost 300,000 won, all that bullshit, and after that, whenever she wore pantyhose, I felt awkward during sex.
Even though she'd shown up in thigh-highs another time.
'Fuck.'
Sometimes memories from my past life hit like a truck.
But that shitty feeling made the thrill right now even sweeter.
"Hey."
I slipped a finger under her panties.
"Issue ones or the expensive kind?"
"Wh-what are you doing?!"
"Gonna rip 'em with my hands and fuck you."
"......W-wait."
Natalie lifted her body slightly.
"......I'll take them off."
Gritting her teeth like she hated it but had no choice, she reached down.
"Oh, really?"
Good.
Even this rotten bitch comes in handy sometimes.
"But who said you could take them off?"
Before she could reach, I yanked her stockings—and panties—right off.
"Kuh...!"
Natalie bit her lower lip, grinding her teeth.
Her wings pinned beneath her flapped side to side, and she twisted her legs desperately to cover her crotch.
"Oh...."
I swallowed hard.
'The rumors were true.'
A bald pussy.
Pink, even.
Smooth as silk without a single hair—pink perfection that made me want to kiss all that effort.
'Demons don't have pubes, huh.'
Never seen a female demon's goods up close before—this was my first real look, though I'd heard the rumors.
And now it was confirmed.
Even if Natalie was the only one who shaved, a bald pussy has that something that stirs a man's dirty urges just by being hairless.
"Wh-what are you staring at like that?!"
"'Cause your pussy's pretty."
"You...!"
Natalie bared her teeth in rage.
Looked like she wanted to say something but held back.
'It's true.'
If this era had a beauty contest for pussies, hers would be a top contender easy.
If a Gangnam clinic used templates for pretty pussy jobs, nine out of ten would pick Natalie's succubus shape.
'Succubus thing?'
A race that lives off men's essence—her pussy alone had magic that made my cock throb to plunge in.
Like how Medusa's gaze turns men to stone, a succubus pussy turns a man's brain to dick.
'Focus.'
Wanna fuck it, will fuck it, but I still don't know whose pussy this is.
'Assassin pussy? Spy pussy? Or innocent pussy?'
If assassin's, she'd slit my throat right here.
If spy's, she'd pretend to take my cock while pumping me for info.
If truly innocent succubus...
"Guh, grrr...!!"
She'd rage like this, on the verge of tears from the ongoing rape.
Why no resistance?
This was a modern term: 'rape by hierarchy.'
Like news stories of a department head raping a female officer from another department—not agency head level, but close.
Exactly what I was doing.
'But she bears responsibility.'
If true, sorry, but she brought the poisoned wine.
Guilty whether she knew or not.
That sin goes on her pussy—and gets paid back by it.
"Grr, ugh, you...!"
"......."
But her humiliated, rape-victim face kept messing with my head.
Felt like actual rape—
'Not that I'm thrilled by rape, but it's pissing me off a bit?'
If this was acting too?
Intelligence unit pro actress playing pitiful rape victim?
She's a succubus, after all.
Rape—
'Ah.'
Disgusted at getting eaten by a human?
That it?
"Why you got your eyes so wide?"
I grabbed her chin.
"What, 'cause I'm a 'human'?"
"......."
Natalie didn't deny it.
Shut her eyes instead, like refusing to answer.
"Hah."
Unbelievable.
"Fuck, if I were an orc or goblin demon, you'd spread willingly?"
"Th-that's...!"
"Getting fucked by a human dick that humiliating? Fine, yeah. Let me correct your big misconception."
I hoisted her legs up.
Hadn't fully stripped the stockings, so they bunched with her panties at her knees.
'If you wanna save the stockings, they become restraints.'
Tried taking them off herself to avoid rips or holes?
During sex, legs spreading would stretch them anyway—she couldn't handle that.
Real luxury stockings like these? Bunched awkwardly at the knees, perfect for binding her.
"Hey. Who brought that meal to?"
"Th-that was...!"
"Answer."
I gripped her legs with both hands, pressing my cock to her pussy entrance, turning my head aside on purpose.
She'd see it in her line of sight.
The big Vampire Legion seal dominating one cheek.
"The Trainer... of the Vampire Legion Trainer Corps..."
Stamped there by the Vampire Princess herself.
"Right."
"Trainer before human."
Therefore.
"Wanna experience me training a prisoner firsthand, or lie quietly and get fucked?"
Whether she came to kill me or outranks me, on this bed, I'm the authority.
"......."
Natalie stayed silent to the end.
But gulping nervously said it all.
One answer.
Quietly. Lie on the bed.
Get fucked.
Squelch.
My cock split her pussy.
'Let's see who wins.'
Rape's not the goal—it's to uncover her true nature.
"......Oh."
But.
"Fuck."
The first taste of succubus pussy I'd ever had was like the second creampie after your first fuck—the kind that haunts you.