Persuasion

A man, bound hand and foot in nothing but his underwear. He was the one from the Swallow Faction who couldn’t use telepathy.

Of course. It would be a problem if he telegraphed what was about to happen.

When I pulled the sack off his head, I saw he was meticulously gagged as well.

“Ugh, mmph—”

“I came because I have a few things to ask you. I’ll take the gag out.”

Click.

“Pfft—I have nothing to tell you.”

“Oh, dear. Have you already forgotten how you were spilling everything just a moment ago? If you really don’t want to talk, you can always bite your tongue off.”

“…”

Now that I’d given him permission, he didn’t do it.

“Then again, it’s not like a band of mercenaries would have any sense of loyalty.”

“Hmph. You’re the only ones who lose if the hostage gets hurt, aren’t you?”

“Nope. From what I heard, you were begging me to just spare your life. Besides, an injury like a bitten tongue can be fixed by pouring some healing potion on it. Assuming, of course, you have allies loyal enough to provide you with such a potion.”

“It must be known by now that you bitch have a mental-type skill. At the level I saw earlier, you’ll get the information out of me one way or another, won’t you?”

“I’ll deal with you calling me a ‘bitch’ later. Blaming me for your own lack of loyalty, are we?”

“Think whatever you want.”

“Anyway, do you happen to know a way to block telepathy? Be honest.”

“I don’t.”

“Right, I figured as much. You surrendered so quickly earlier to protect him, didn’t you?”

“That’s right. Telepathy is a pretty useful trait.”

“I suppose it is. In that case… you’re the more suitable one in many ways. No information will leak out, and it’ll be fine as long as I ‘just’ keep you alive.”

“…What are you planning to do?”

“Well… let’s call it killing two birds with one stone.”

I took off my clothes. Soon, I was naked. I glanced back at the man, and a white flame was blazing in his chest.

The bulge straining against his underwear—

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?”

I unfurled my horns and wings, and the Yin Mark appeared on my lower abdomen. Anyone could see—

“…So you were a succubus.”

If anything, the white flame—the flame of lust—flared even brighter. What’s this? It seemed he was secretly looking forward to it.

“That’s right. I’m a succubus.”

[Skill (A): Devil’s Whisper (Lv.3+12)]

The manifestation of ‘Horns’ increases the level of ‘Devil’s Whisper’ by 5.

[Intimidation: Upon seeing the unfurled wings, the target’s mental defense is weakened, and they are more susceptible to the effects of ‘Skill (A): Devil’s Whisper’.]

[Intimidation (Lv.4+5) (279/8000)]

I unfurled my ‘Wings’ to lower his mental defenses, and…

[4. Yin Mark of Seduction (Lv.1+2)
– ‘Demonic Seduction’ efficiency increased by 15(+20)%
(Enhancement Condition: Essense 0/1000)]

…used the ‘Yin Mark’ to boost the efficiency of all my mental-type skills.

“Now then… tell me everything you know. Everything that could possibly help me…”

Though my voice was light and casual, something behind the man’s eyes snapped.

“Every… thing?”

“Yes. Everything. Who knows? If you answer diligently, I might just give you a… ‘reward’.”

“A reward?”

His gaze swept over my body, and the white flame began to surge wildly.

“Fine, I’ll talk. You’ll give me a reward, right?”

“Of course. First, then. Do you really not know how to block telepathy?”

“I really don’t. But I heard he can’t send messages while he’s asleep. He can still receive them, though.”

It seemed he really didn’t know.

“Next question. How will your boss react? What kind of compensation do you think he’ll offer? No, will he even offer any?”

“The boss? Honestly… I don’t think he’ll pay.”

“Hm?”

“Chae-woon said earlier—well, he sent a telepathic message saying they’d pay, so we should wait—”

“Wait. He used telepathy?”

“It’s possible to send it to someone nearby, even if they aren’t the designated target. As long as it’s not the boss.”

“And now?”

“Of course not.”

“First, tell me everything you know about telepathy.”

“Telepathy? It’s a mental-type trait. If you designate a target, you can communicate from far away. Otherwise, you can only send messages to someone at close range, maybe within a five-meter radius. That’s all I know. Oh, and that he’s not sending me anything right now.”

“Is that so? Is that all?”

“That’s all.”

As if to say, good boy, I stroked his side.

He flinched hard, and his lust flared up. His reactions were so honest.

“Is there… is there anything else you want to ask?”

Now he seemed desperate to talk.

“Of course there is. You didn’t answer my question earlier. Why do you think your boss won’t pay? You said he sent a telepathic message saying he would.”

“He probably knew you had a mental-type skill and was trying to plant false information in my head. Besides, he’s not in a position to pay compensation.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Like I said, we’re basically a pack of mercenaries. If he pays compensation to the people who killed five of our guys just to save two, the group will fall apart immediately.”

“Why? Because he’ll look disloyal? Or because he’ll look like a pushover?”

“Both. Even if the organization doesn’t collapse right away, his leadership will take a huge hit.”

“What a pain. So, he’ll pretend to negotiate and then launch a surprise attack?”

“That’s right.”

“But you said he liked me. Enough to give me the rights to this place.”

“Now that things have turned out like this…”

He suddenly clamped his mouth shut.

“Like this?”

I reached out and grabbed the bulge over his underwear.

“Haah…!”

“Speak. Like this?”

“Hnngh… Last time… something similar happened. The woman… the boss took her first, then passed her around to us.”

“Oh my.”

“But this time, he seemed to really like you… so I don’t know what will happen.”

“Is that so?”

“And… I don’t know how the fact that you’re the actual owner will factor in.”

“I see. But you know… you don’t need to worry about that ahead of time.”

My hand, which had been on top of his underwear, now slipped inside.

His already thoroughly soaked member met my touch.

“Hnngh…!”

“You’re going to tell me everything, aren’t you? Everything you know—”

I squeezed the object inside his damp underwear.

“Everything.”

*

The Swallow Faction’s primary strategies, the skills of their leader Na Seung-hyun, the skills of the faction’s executives, their individual personalities and traits, points of caution and weaknesses, the hand signals they used—

“—That is all.”

“…There was a bit of TMI, but it was good.”

It was truly a wealth of information. It was enough to make me realize just how terrifying a traitor could be.

“So then…”

“Then? You want your reward?”

“…Yes.”

He was so restless. It was an amusing sight.

He was like a moth, desperate to fly into a flame.

“A reward, of course I’ll give you one. You’ve given me so much information. If I lose, you’re finished too, aren’t you?”

“…Ah.”

“What? Didn’t you do this knowing the risks?”

“…If I say I was hit by a mental-type skill—”

“You think that’ll work? From what you’ve told me, I don’t think he’ll let you off the hook.”

Hearing that, he began to gnaw on his lower lip. Seeing him so obviously nervous, I patted his cheek.

“Don’t be nervous. It’s the point of no return anyway, so shouldn’t you at least get a reward you won’t regret?”

“…Ah, fuck.”

As if he’d finally realized what he’d done, that he was a traitor, the flame of lust that had been blazing in his chest began to die down.

That won’t do. That won’t do at all.

The more that white flame in your chest burns, the more Essense I can draw out, you see?

“Uh-uh. No bad words. What kind of reward do you want? Tell me honestly.”

I quickly fanned the flames.

“Fuck… I was hit by a skill… Fuck it, let me use your pussy before I die. You’re… a succubus. I became a traitor because of you. After telling you all this, give me your pussy, not just your hand.”

“This?”

I spread it open with two fingers.

“Yeah, fuck, that. I want to die after blowing a huge load in a succubus’s pussy.”

“You’ve suddenly gotten crude.”

Was it because he was facing death? In any case, my fanning was a great success. The flame was burning brightly.

“Hah, crude my ass, just give it to me. I’ll be pissed as hell if the last place I cum before I die is my hand and not a pussy.”

“The instinct to procreate before death? Fine by me.”

I pulled off his underwear. But since his ankles were tied, it only went down that far.

As I was about to climb on top of his rigid erection, he said,

“Here, untie my hands.”

“Your hands? Why?”

“Fuck, I won’t hurt you, just untie my hands. Let me do it while touching your hips and your breasts.”

“Why not ask me to untie your ankles while you’re at it?”

“If you can untie them, then untie them. I won’t run. I swear. Where would I even run from here? And I saw you kill a guy with one punch earlier. How could I possibly fight you?”

“Is that so?”

“Hah, please. Let me have my fill before I die.”

“Fine. Don’t run, and don’t you dare try to harm me.”

“I got it, I said I won’t.”

Tuk, tuk.

“Ah, that’s much better.”

The man slowly sat up, rubbing the clear marks on his wrists where he’d been bound.

His gaze darted to the door, then stopped, returning to linger on my body for a long time.

Perhaps his strength hadn’t fully returned, as his cock, dripping with precum, dangled and swayed whenever he staggered.

He slowly walked over and collapsed,

gently laying his body over mine. I had to lie back, and though my horns were fine, I had to retract my wings.

His body, covered in lean muscle and reeking of sweat and a faint smell of blood, was now in my arms.

And then—

“Hut…! Haaah…!”

As if he truly believed he was going to die, he began to thrust desperately.

It wasn’t large, but it was hard, pressing here and there,

pushing deep inside me—

“Haaah, that’s good…”

I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist. Between my legs, I could feel his vigorous hip movements.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch—

I held him tight in my arms and whispered in his ear.

“Come to think of it, I never got your name…”

“Heok, my name… what do you need it for?”

Even so, he paused his thrusting for a moment to catch his breath. His sweat-slicked body rose and fell with each gasp.

“Yoo-hyun. It’s Lee Yoo-hyun.”

“Yoo-hyun, I see. Yoo-hyun. Feel good?”

“Of course. It’s my last fuck before I die.”

“In that case… I have a favor to ask.”

“What is it?”

“You know, don’t you? That if I tell you to pull out, you have no choice but to do so.”

“Fuck. Here? What’s the favor?”

“It’s nothing much. If you do me this favor, I’ll be your fucktoy for today. Cum as much as you want.”

“So what is it?”

“When we meet with the other side, we’ll have to return the hostage, right? They won’t attack the moment we meet; things will happen after some negotiation. When you go back to their side—”

“You want me to launch a surprise attack?”

“Yes.”

“You could just use your mental skill to make me do it. Why do it like this?”

“You’re going to do it anyway, so why all the questions? Let’s call it a measure of your sincerity. You could pretend to attack but actually signal them, right? Since you’re already a traitor, go all in. Who knows?”

I hugged Yoo-hyun tighter.

“You might live… and get to do this with me again.”

“…”

“Your answer?”

“…Fuck. Spread your pussy wider.”

Our eyes met.

“I’m going to knock you up today before I go die.”