I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 118: Just For Tonight

Kouhei lay sprawled on his bed in the Saonji Mansion, staring blankly at the ceiling. The heavy silence of the night seemed to seep into his skin, amplifying the tension in his chest. No matter how much he tried to calm his mind, sleep refused to come.

His thoughts spiraled back to the Sarushima Group, their upcoming battle weighing heavily on him. The stark reality of it—the very real chance that some of them wouldn't make it out alive—left a bitter taste in his mouth. His stomach twisted with unease, and he shifted uncomfortably, clenching the sheets beneath him.

The soft creak of the door opening pulled him from his thoughts. Kouhei's eyes darted toward it, and his breath hitched as Yuuna stepped inside.

She was a vision that didn't belong in this world of worry and dread. Draped in a black, see-through negligee, her silhouette glowed faintly in the dim light spilling from the hallway. The sheer fabric clung to her body, outlining every curve with tantalizing precision. Beneath it, he could make out the faint lines of her lingerie, the delicate lace teasing against her smooth skin.

His heart thudded loudly in his chest, and a warmth he hadn't expected surged through his body. Even in the darkness, he could see her with striking clarity—her skin almost luminous, the sway of her hips hypnotic as she walked toward him.

"Good evening, Kouhei-kun," she greeted, her voice low and sultry, each word caressing the air like a warm breath. "Do you mind if we sleep together tonight?"

"Uh, sure…" Kouhei stammered, his voice cracking slightly. He scrambled to move to the side, making space for her on the bed.

Yuuna crossed the room slowly, every step deliberate, every movement oozing with elegance and something undeniably sensual. She perched herself at the edge of the bed, her fingers lightly brushing over the sheets as she turned to look at him.

Kouhei's pulse raced, his thoughts spinning. Tonight wasn't supposed to be one of those nights. Her request to sleep beside him should have been innocent enough, but the sheer audacity of her attire was enough to send his mind spiraling. The way the negligee hugged her figure, the faint glimpse of her bare thighs, the outline of her nipples pressing against the bra—it was impossible not to notice.

"I never asked you this before," Yuuna began, her voice breaking through his scattered thoughts. "But how do you feel now that you're living here in the mansion?"

The question caught him off guard, and for a moment, he simply blinked at her, his mind struggling to keep up.

"Um… I think I'm fine," Kouhei managed, his voice hesitant. "Actually, I'm enjoying my time here with you. You already know this, but before all of this, I was living in an apartment by myself. It was lonely as hell. At first, being here felt overwhelming… like I didn't belong. But after a while, I started to really enjoy it."

"Fufufu…" Yuuna chuckled softly, her lips curling into a smile that sent a flutter through his chest. "I'm glad to hear that. I was starting to worry that maybe you felt forced into this situation, and… maybe you didn't actually like it."

"No way," Kouhei replied firmly, his voice gaining strength. "I've never felt like you forced me into anything. Sure, the situation itself felt… sudden. But I'd never blame you for that, Yuuna-san. And even if it was forced, I still wouldn't change anything. I mean, I love how things are now. If I didn't, I wouldn't have fallen in love with you."

Yuuna's cheeks flushed a deep red, the color spreading down her neck and to the tips of her ears. The vulnerability in her expression made Kouhei's chest tighten.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "Hearing you say that… it makes me so happy."

She leaned toward him slowly, her breath ghosting over his lips. For a moment, they both hesitated, their gazes locked in silent anticipation. Then, as if drawn together by an invisible force, their lips met.

The kiss started soft, tentative, but quickly deepened. Kouhei's hand moved instinctively, brushing against the delicate curve of her neck before sliding to the back of her nape. He pulled her closer, his fingers tangling in her hair as he pressed his tongue against her lips.

Yuuna parted them with a quiet moan, inviting him in. Their tongues met, tangling in a heated dance that left no room for hesitation. The taste of her, warm and intoxicating, sent a shiver down his spine.

Her hand moved to rest on his chest, her fingers splaying out as if to feel the rapid thrum of his heart beneath her palm.

Yuuna's hand slid down slowly, almost teasingly, until her delicate fingers pressed against the unmistakable hardness at Kouhei's crotch. Her palm cupped his growing length directly through the fabric, sending a jolt of heat through his body.

Kouhei's eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat. Yuuna pulled back from their kiss, her lips glistening with a thin string of saliva that still connected them for a fleeting moment before it snapped. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips, a wicked glint in her eyes.

"Y-Yuuna-san," Kouhei stammered, his voice shaky. "Didn't we agree that we weren't going to have sex tonight?"

"Can't we make an exception?" Yuuna asked, her voice dripping with both desire and a touch of vulnerability. Her gaze locked onto his, her eyes a swirling mix of lust and tender emotion. Yet, beneath the surface, Kouhei noticed something deeper—a crack in her usual calm, a glimpse of fragility that made his heart ache.

He swallowed hard, his resolve crumbling as he looked into those eyes. "I… I think we can. Just for tonight."

With those words, their lips met again, this time with an unrestrained passion that left no room for doubt. Their hands moved with purpose, no longer hesitant.

Yuuna's fingers slipped beneath the waistband of his pants, her warm hand finding his cock. The delicate touch of her fingers wrapping around him sent a shiver down his spine. Kouhei's length hardened instantly in her grasp, her soft palm stroking him with a slow, deliberate rhythm that made his breath hitch.

Meanwhile, Kouhei's hands found their way under Yuuna's negligee, his fingers brushing over the soft fabric before sliding beneath it. The sweet, intoxicating scent of her skin filled his senses, clouding his mind. His hands moved upward, slipping under her bra to cup her supple breasts. The warm, pliant mounds fit perfectly in his hands, and his thumbs grazed over her hardened nipples, drawing a soft gasp from Yuuna.

Their moans mingled, muffled by the kiss they shared, as each touch sent waves of pleasure through their bodies. Yuuna's lips were soft and pliant against his, but the way she kissed him—hungry and desperate—made his heart race.

After what felt like an eternity, Yuuna pulled back, her lips red and swollen from the intensity of their kiss. A thin string of saliva stretched between them before snapping, and she gazed at Kouhei with a look that made his heart pound.

"Kouhei-kun," she murmured, her voice low and sultry, "can I suck it?"

Kouhei's throat went dry as he swallowed hard, his body trembling with anticipation. "Yes," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.

Yuuna smiled, her cheeks flushed as she shifted to the foot of the bed, lowering herself until she was level with his crotch. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of his pants and boxer shorts, tugging them down slowly.

As the fabric slipped away, Kouhei's cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, standing proudly in front of her. Yuuna's gaze lingered on it, her lips parting slightly as she let out a soft, appreciative hum.

Yuuna stuck out her tongue, her pink muscle glistening under the dim light, before she ran it slowly along Kouhei's length. The warmth and roughness of her tongue made every nerve in his cock come alive. She savored him, relishing the taste she had come to love so much, her tongue gliding along every ridge and vein with deliberate care.

When she reached the tip, her tongue flicked over the sensitive slit, teasing the small opening where he peed. It was the most delicate part of him, and the sensation was like lightning shooting through his entire body.

"Ah… Y-Yuuna-san, that's…" Kouhei gasped, his breath hitching as his toes curled in response to the pleasure surging through him.

Yuuna smirked slightly, her eyes gleaming with mischief and intent. She knew exactly what she was doing, and her deliberate focus on his most sensitive spot made it clear she wanted him to feel everything.

Encouraged by the reaction she drew from him, Yuuna decided to take it further. Her lips parted, and she opened her mouth wide, leaning forward to engulf the head of his cock. Slowly, she slid it deeper, inch by inch, until the entire length was buried in her throat.

Her throat contracted slightly around him, and she could feel the pulse of his cock against the tight walls. The sensation made her heart race, and she glanced up at Kouhei with lust-filled eyes, her cheeks flushed. His expression—eyes half-lidded, mouth slightly open, and cheeks red—was exactly what she wanted to see.

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With his cock lodged deep in her throat, Yuuna held him there for a moment.