Chapter 12. Lewd Succubus (2)
I doubted my own ears at first. No, come on—who wouldn't doubt it when someone straight-up asks for semen? So I asked again.
"You said... semen, right?"
"Y-Yes... that's right..."
Lilia replied weakly to my question. She probably knew exactly what she'd just said.
This was like something out of the pre-transmigration world—no, if I mapped it to modern times, it was as if a woman was demanding eggs or pussy juice. If this story leaked online back home, it'd be prime explosive bait on the 9 p.m. news and every community forum the next day.
I can already see the posts: "Please just die, you filthy male lol."
Anyway, this was blatant sexual harassment. But surprisingly, I wasn't offended. If I were a real guy from this world, I'd be screaming, "That woman tried to rape me!" But since I wasn't native here, it didn't faze me that way.
If anything, the thought of a woman with that body needing my semen? Ooh yeah.
Of course, that didn't mean I wasn't curious why. Actually, the "why" was crucial.
Back in my old world, virgins' blood summoned demons. Here, it was virgin blood or men's semen for the same rituals. In this world, a guy's virginity held value equal to—or greater than—a woman's.
Compared to getting mocked as a useless prick that couldn't pop anything back home, it was a massive status upgrade.
But medieval life's no picnic.
So, for those reasons, I asked Lilia why she needed semen.
She hemmed and hawed for a bit before finally saying, "W-Well, succubi have this ability that temporarily boosts physical stats using semen..."
I stared at her in genuine shock. More like, with eyes screaming, Wait, succubi come loaded with all these perks?
From a succubus queen's perspective, it made sense—they were on the brink of extinction back then without such traits. But to Rike, who only had his body to rely on, they seemed like a total cheat species.
Anyway, I pondered her words.
Semen boosts physical abilities, huh.
That was one hell of a power. Think about it: buffs just from sex.
"And if you're lucky, the effect can even become permanent..."
Permanent if luck's on your side? Whoa.
Makes being an elf feel like such a relative letdown.
No, if I were a full elf, I'd at least have centuries of lifespan. As a half-elf, 100 was the max... probably more like 50. All I got were these ridiculously good looks and alchemy talent.
Which was the most useful thing, sure, but...
If only I'd had talent for magic or aura instead.
Such thoughts were inevitable. In that sense, succubi abilities were pure envy fodder from Rike's position—but only briefly.
What good's jealousy? I've gotta live my own way.
Shaking off the envy, I composed myself and said calmly, "Sure, I can help with that much."
"R-Really?!"
Lilia lit up at my words, but I couldn't just give it away free. Men's semen was valuable here, right?
"In exchange, let's make the payout split 5:5..."
"Deal! Go ahead whenever."
Wait, why so agreeable? It's about money.
I eyed Lilia's face as she accepted. The earlier gloom was gone, replaced by a mix of relief and joy.
Those eyes hinted at some deeper story, but...
I'll ask later.
It didn't feel like the moment to pry, so I decided to let good be good. Plus, honestly, I wanted to forget that species envy too.
"Cheers!"
"Ch-Cheers!"
Like that, I kept chugging shots, feeling good so I drank more, felt even better so I drank again, and then... blacked out.
"Ughhh..."
By the time I finally dragged my upper body upright the next day, it was past lunchtime. Textbook hangover.
While Rike was drowning in booze and losing consciousness, one person remained at the table: Lilia.
She poked the sleeping Rike gently. "A-Are you asleep, Rike? Rike?!"
"Mmmph..."
Completely wasted, Rike lay face-down on the table, face flushed, letting out adorable little noises.
Lilia poked a few more times to confirm he was out, then told a shop clerk she'd leave money on the table. She hoisted the drunken Rike and headed outside.
Guided by his slurred directions, she took him straight home. And her expression as she supported him? Utterly lecherous.
"Heh heh, this is 'cause Rike let his guard down."
Yes, Lilia's intentions weren't purely innocent either. She'd had an agenda from the start—not money or material things.
Succubi were a minority race with tight-knit networks. Money troubles? They'd help in a heartbeat.
What Lilia craved was exactly what she'd mentioned over drinks: semen.
Succubi faced heavy persecution, largely due to their pregnancy conditions. Whether racial trait or incubus nature, they were notoriously hard to impregnate.
Other races could knock up with one creampie. Succubi? They needed a massive load inside first.
That imbalance—incubi impregnating easily while succubi struggled—was why their numbers skewed.
Incubi got reined in by religious persecution, or the dream demon race would've overrun everything long ago.
Long story short: Lilia wanted Rike's fresh, potent semen.
And the best way to get it? Only one method.
Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex.
Like some hormone-raging high school boy, her mind was consumed by it.
Arriving at Rike's house, Lilia glanced at the corner piled with alchemist oddities—jars, herbs, suspicious books—before laying him on the bed.
She began carefully stripping his clothes. Thanks to prior "research," she handled the outer layers deftly. Soon, only one thin piece remained on his body.
I-If I take this off, I'll finally see a real man's dick up close?
Young succubus that she was, Lilia had zero sexual experience. Opportunities to even see men were rare—her outfit scared them off.
In that light, Rike was a godsend. He accepted her as-is and even offered semen.
Sure, dragging a pure soul home for secret rape sounded bad, but it was slander. She'd gotten permission.
"Can I take some semen starting today?"
"Huh? W-Whatever... sure..."
He was half-drunk, not thinking straight—but permission was permission!
So Lilia stripped him without guilt. And when the last garment came off, she could only mutter in shocked awe.
"It's... way too big?!"
Well, duh. The dicks from her training vids were cute little average ones—half the size of this monster.
Not this brutal beast.
Made sense, though. How could a normal guy's match the one pumped full of enhancements?
I-Is this what they call talent?
Oblivious to that, Lilia could only assume Rike was naturally gifted.
Staring at it, she reached out tentatively and touched Rike's dick.
"Nnh♥"
The unexpected heat made her gasp softly in surprise. Other succubi had described first touches as soft and cute—no one mentioned this texture.
And the problem? This was before it even got started.
"H-Huh?!"
Lilia lost all words as it doubled in size right before her eyes.