“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t be dragged around by me?”

    “Well, about that… No, never mind. I’ll let you drag me around.”

    Inside a seedy motel in a back alley.

    A place where the staff doesn’t bat an eye at a robe soaked in blood, nor at the horns on a woman’s head.

    I threw off my clothes and took a quick shower.

    Actually, Yoo Yi-jun had wanted to skip the shower, but we took one anyway before sharing a deep embrace on the bed.

    “Haaah… It’s really been a while…”

    “You wanted it that badly?”

    “Of course. It was hard to hold back the last time we met, too.”

    “Impressive that you managed to.”

    “Your mood back then… you seemed to be in a bad place, so I barely managed to hold back. If I had made a move then—”

    “That would have been goodbye.”

    “Right. Hah… That was really… tough.”

    “Really?”

    “Of course. Do you have any idea how sad I was, thinking I’d never get to hold this body again?”

    I could feel the sorrow from that time in the hand that was now kneading my breast.

    “I really thought it was goodbye then, so even when I was with other women, it just didn’t feel right.”

    “Oh… you were with other women?”

    “Ah, no, that’s not what I meant.”

    I wasn’t really thinking much of it—if anything, my only thought was, What a waste of Essense—but Yoo Yi-jun was flustered.

    “I’m telling you, I really thought I’d never see you again! So, yeah, I was with another woman, but really—she was nothing compared to you. Seriously, while I was with that bitch, all I could think about was you.”

    He was showing an amusing reaction, even if it was unintentional.

    Since we’re at it, should I tease him a little more?

    “You once told me I was the only one… Then again, I guess out of sight, out of mind, huh?”

    “That time… I’m sorry.”

    An immediate surrender.

    Just when it was about to get fun, he tucked his tail between his legs.

    Where did the Yoo Yi-jun from before go—the one with a sharp glint in his narrow eyes, reeking of blood?

    In front of me now was just a man in heat, at a loss before a woman.

    “I won’t be with any other women from now on.”

    “Uh… you don’t have to go that far.”

    “No. I disappointed you once. In return—”

    The arm holding me tightened.

    “Can’t you be with only me, too?”

    “…”

    “I get that you’re a succubus. You probably need a lot of Essense. But is there any man as strong as me?”

    He was surprisingly logical.

    “If you need Essense, you can just take it from me. Isn’t it better to take a lot in one go?”

    I didn’t say that a man’s volume of semen is limited. Even I thought that would be too—

    “Can’t you… stay by my side? Then whenever you want—”

    “Sorry, Yi-jun.”

    The arm holding me tightened even more—

    “A polite and well-mannered Yi-jun is no fun, you know?”

    “Hah…”

    Yoo Yi-jun’s hand slid down—

    “You fucking pervert—”

    *

    “To be honest, I didn’t expect anything from a succubus.”

    Anyone could see you were being sincere, Yi-jun.

    “Hm? What a succubus wants isn’t love, just lust. Right?”

    If you knew that, why did you—

    “Right? You don’t want me, you want my cock. Isn’t that right?”

    If you grab my horns and shove it in my mouth, how am I supposed to answer?

    “Hah… A bitch who even comes with handles…”

    A salty taste of pre-cum kept flowing into my mouth. No matter how much I licked the tip, and licked it, and licked it again, the taste flowed endlessly.

    Yoo Yi-jun, holding my horns, pushed them to pull his cock out.

    He pulled it out and rubbed his wet cock all over my face.

    “Isn’t that right?”

    “Yi-jun.”

    A strong, musky scent… Yi-jun, you must have rushed your shower.

    Well, it’s not bad, though.

    “Is that what you really want?”

    Yoo Yi-jun’s pupils trembled.

    He looked so innocent, it was hard to believe this was the same assassin who reeked of blood.

    “…”

    “Tell me, Yi-jun.”

    When I sat up, he obediently let go of my horns.

    I stood and moved right in front of Yoo Yi-jun’s face.

    “What happened to the Yoo Yi-jun who wouldn’t be dragged around? Why are you so flustered?”

    Chuup-

    I pressed my lips to his, then pulled away.

    “That’s right, Yi-jun. I’m a succubus.”

    I sat on the lap of Yoo Yi-jun, who was sitting on the bed.

    “The kind of succubus… who has to have sex with men to gain Essense…”

    I lightly grasped his slick, hard erection.

    “So… you alone aren’t enough for me.”

    “…Shit…”

    Sorry, Yi-jun.

    You can’t escape from me.

    [Targets of the Mark of Subjugation: Yoo Yi-jun, Park Se-hyuk, Kim Hee-an, Bae Yeon-woo]

    Of course, there’s the subjugation, but… you like me way too much, don’t you?

    “I have nothing to lose with you… but you have so much to lose without me.”

    Saying I have nothing to lose is a little lie. You’re my one and only… A-rank or higher Essense battery, after all.

    “I told you before. I am the only one for you. The fact that I’m a succubus doesn’t matter to you.”

    So even if you had nothing to lose without me, I’ll make it so you do.

    Just like this.

    “So… try your best. Who knows? Maybe one day, I… won’t be able to give you up either.”

    “This is real hope torture…”

    As always, Yoo Yi-jun walked right into it, even knowing it was false hope.

    “Just you wait. I’ll scrape out every last drop of that cum you love so much and give it to you.”

    *

    “Haaah… Fuck, I can’t forget this.”

    Squelch-!

    My optimal body always maintains its optimal state.

    This ‘optimal’ has… several meanings—

    “Fuck, why can’t other bitches grip me this tight!”

    Smack-!

    “Ah, heu…”

    My control over my body, which grew day by day, extended its power to places that had nothing to do with physical movement.

    “You’re gripping me tighter than before, huh? Is it because you’re a succubus?”

    “Maybe… that’s it. You too, Yi-jun… you feel harder than before…”

    A hardness different from before, pressing firmly, firmly against my inner walls—

    Ah… this feels good…♥

    Squelch-! Squelch-! Squelch-! Squelch-

    As if trying to unleash all the lust built up during our time apart, Yoo Yi-jun explored my body fiercely.

    His fierce tongue on my lips and neck,

    His long fingers all over my body,

    And with that place filled with his lust,

    He churned roughly inside me,

    So hard that I could feel its exact shape,

    From its round, soft, mushroom-like head,

    To the thrilling jolt that shot through me whenever that head caught and scraped along my insides,

    Slightly curved upward,

    My insides, clinging so tightly I could tell the exact degree of its curve,

    To a degree impossible for anyone but a succubus,

    Embraced Yi-jun’s—

    “Of course, fuck, when was the last time I fucked you? Turn over.”

    Yoo Yi-jun whispered in my ear.

    “You like fucking like a vulgar beast, don’t you?”

    I got on all fours on the bed.

    His hands held my hips in place,

    Shlick-!

    He entered in one smooth thrust—

    Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch-

    “Hnngh, haah, haa… feels good, hnnngh, so good…♥”

    “Hah, really, you’ve become a total slut in the meantime.”

    Smack-!

    “Hm? Who else did you fuck while we were apart?”

    Smack-!

    “You just have to wag your tail a little, and men lose their minds and fuck you like crazy, right?”

    Smack-!

    Even as my ass burned hot from Yi-jun’s fierce slaps,

    Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch-

    The pain soon vanished, replaced by the tingling sensation of him churning—no, tearing through my insides.

    “Hah, I think I’m gonna cum. Hey, spread ‘em.”

    The anticipation that grew with the white-hot flames made my heart—and maybe my insides, too—pound.

    Soon, his hip movements grew rougher,

    Slap!

    The collision of flesh against flesh traveled through my hips—

    Buuuk- Buu-ruruk-

    Over the vibrations of the impact, a warm liquid gushed out, gulp.

    Definitely—

    “You must have… held it in for a long time…?”

    “Shut up and take my cum.”

    I sat up and leaned against Yoo Yi-jun, who was still holding my hips, focused only on shooting his load inside me.

    I gave his lips a light peck.

    “You can’t get me pregnant that way~.”

    “What?”

    Provoked, Yoo Yi-jun shoved me down onto the bed.

    *

    “Yi-jun’s co-ck, hanging limp.”

    Caught between my fingers, it dangled with their movement.

    “Haaah… I’m tired now, so stop.”

    “You must have been with a lot of other women, huh? You didn’t used to get worn out this easily.”

    “It’s not that, I’ve been busy and tired lately… I think that’s why those bastards managed to attack.”

    Yoo Yi-jun, who had been lying limp on the bed, grabbed my shoulder and pulled me down to lie beside him.

    “So, what do you want as payment?”

    “Hm?”

    “I’m asking what you really want. Besides shit like my cum.”

    When the flames of lust were burning high, he’d lose his mind hearing that word, but only after the flames have died down does he say ‘besides shit like that’.

    “Well…”

    One thing came to mind.

    “Succubus Queen’s Blood?”

    “Blood? That stuff?”

    “You know about it?”

    “Of course. Does it suit you well?”

    “Perfectly. I got a new sub-trait right away.”

    “Really?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Then I’ll get it for you. How many vials have you had so far?”

    “Vials? In those little bottles? I have one set… with four vials, but I haven’t drunk them yet.”

    “In that case… I’ll give you five vials to start. You build up a tolerance to that stuff quickly. For the rest, I’ll give you something else, or if you haven’t built a tolerance, I’ll give you more of the same.”

    “Oh… what’s this? So decisive.”

    “That much is nothing.”

    “Ah, and one more thing. This is more of a… request?”

    “What is it?”

    “Sparring, sometimes?”

    “Sparring? You seemed to fight just fine.”

    “Still.”

    “I don’t mind. But I’ll be busy for a while. And you know, right?”

    “Know what?”

    “The tuition fee.”

    “…”

    “Ah! Ah, aaah—I’m still sensitive there, aht, ah-”

    *

    [Magic Power: 585+210]

    [Essense: 39334/63648]

    Thankfully, I didn’t use much Essense.

    If anything, Yi-jun refilled it for me.

    [Skill (A): Demonic Horns – Enhancement (0/32000)]

    Tiring-

    [Skill (A): Demonic Horns – Enhancement (32000/32000)]

    I filled it up right away without much thought.

    [Demonic Horns – Power: Lv.7+2
    -Magic Power increased by 45%
    -Max Essense increased by 800%
    -Skill (P): Essense Absorption level increased by 5
    -Skill (P): Magic Absorption level increased by 5
    -Skill (A): Innate Vital Energy Absorption level increased by 1
    -Skill (A): Innate Vital Energy Conversion level increased by 1
    -Skill (P): Flowing Desire level increased by 4
    -Skill (A): Devil’s Whisper level increased by 4
    -Skill (A): Kiss of Subjugation level increased by 4
    -Skill (A): Body Recovery level increased by 5
    -Skill (A): Body Enhancement level increased by 5]

    [Demonic Horns – Manifestation: Lv.7+2
    -Strength increased by 45%
    -Skill (A): Devil’s Whisper level increased by 5
    -Skill (A): Body Recovery level increased by 4
    -Skill (A): Body Enhancement level increased by 4
    -‘Demonic Wings’ passive skill level increased by 1]

    [Magic Power: 585+263]

    [Essense: 7334/76342]

    Is it okay to grow this fast?

    But—

    [Skill (A): Demonic Horns – Enhancement (0/64000)]

    It’ll probably slow down now.

    When am I ever going to gather 64,000 Essense?

    The silver lining was,

    [Demonic Wings – Enhancement ▼
    -Flight (Impossible) (Lv.1+2) (0/1000)
    -Intimidation (Lv.1+2) (0/1000)
    -Magic Field (Lv.1+2) (0/1000)]

    that there was still plenty of endgame content left.

    Enough to make even a Rabbit Princess give a standing ovation.

    Should I try unfurling my wings?

    As my back tingled, Essense drained out of me.

    Wait, it’s taking 300?

    My surprise at the consumption rate—more than three times that of my horns—was brief.

    Looking at my fully spread wings—

    ‘They’re small.’

    I saw why flight was impossible.

    Bat-like wings that looked a little shorter than my arms.

    It definitely looked difficult to fly with these.

    I did cancel the manifestation of my horns on the way home, but if I had manifested them, would the ‘+1 level to ‘Demonic Wings’ passive skill’ have made them bigger?

    I tried flexing them.

    Flap- Flap-

    …This is hard?

    The horns are firmly fixed to my head, but the wings aren’t. They should be able to move more freely.

    For now, I folded my wings and released my transformation.

    Dididididi-

    A wave of status windows washed over me.

    Among them, one stood out—

    [Sub-trait of ‘Transformation – Succubus’ unlocked: Demonic Wings]

    [Skill acquired for ‘Demonic Wings’: Demonic Wings – Enhancement]

    [Skill acquired for ‘Demonic Wings’: Demonic Wings – Deployment]

    What’s this? This wasn’t here before.

    Ah.

    So I had to unfurl the wings once in my succubus state.

    Well, all’s well that ends well.

    -Mr. Han-gyeol, the members for the Expeditionary Force team have been recruited.

    Receiving this message now… every bit of strength was precious.

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