I Took A Succubus's First Time

Yui couldn't help but gaze upward at it.

She had seen it earlier, yes—but sitting here now, faced with its overwhelming presence, towering and ominous, something about it made her breath catch in her throat.

The sheer intensity of the moment caused a quiet gasp to escape her lips.

Still, despite the pressure bearing down on her, she held her expression—composed and unshaken—with that same serene, almost unsettling smile stretching across her face.

"Himeno-san… I want to orgasm together with you. In sync," Kouhei said with a gravity that stunned her.

The seriousness in his voice hit her like a jolt.

She almost thought he was messing with her—just some crude joke.

But then again, remembering how he'd taken down those corrupted ones back then—against impossible odds—it made her hesitate.

Maybe this wasn't a bluff.

Maybe this was his trump card.

That thought alone made her lips curl upward.

"Fufufu… What a bold thing to say," she whispered with a sly smirk. "But well… I suppose you can humor me this once?"

Her head tilted to the side just slightly, strands of hair catching the light, her gaze dancing with mischief and curiosity.

"What do I have to do?" she asked, her tone smooth and lilting.

"You can just… play with yourself down there," he said, hand gripping his cock as he gave it a deliberate stroke, "and I'll play with myself down here."

So that was what he meant by cumming in sync. Masturbation—together.

An oddly intimate proposal.

Unusual, but… somehow compelling.

It made sense now why he'd asked if she could still move her hands.

Her smirk deepened, her eyes flashing with playful delight.

It was a look born of amusement—like she was already having fun just from the setup alone.

"Why don't we do it like this, Okumura-senpai?" she cooed, slowly slipping her feet free from her shoes.

The stockings she still wore clung tightly to her skin, the fabric stretched and worn around the hole ripped open at her crotch. It left little to the imagination.

"Do what?" Kouhei asked, puzzled—until his eyes dropped, and then widened.

Her slender thighs, peeking beneath the black sheer stockings, made his throat dry.

He wasn't sure why… but it felt like her feet were calling to him.

No—that wasn't right.

She was watching him. She was deliberately showing her feet to him. Teasing him with them.

"Why don't you use my feet instead?" she offered casually, as if suggesting something mundane. "I'm sure it'll be a lot better than using yours… or even mine. Don't you think?"

Her voice was laced with mockery, light-hearted, as though she were only joking—but Kouhei couldn't look away.

He didn't have a foot fetish. At least, he didn't think he did.

But right now? He couldn't resist the sight.

"Here… right here," she said, rubbing her soles gently together in front of him, giving him a small show. "Don't you want to do it right here, senpai~?"

Her tone dripped with teasing seduction, her voice silky smooth—yet warm.

The kind of voice that slid straight into the bloodstream and set every nerve on fire.

He gulped, hard.

Kouhei carefully helped Yui sit atop a stack of thick landing mats, positioning her for balance and comfort.

Then, he lowered himself onto the floor in front of her, where the view—and the angle—were perfect for both of them.

Yui slowly extended one leg forward, her movements slow and deliberate, and her foot brushed against his cock.

It was already throbbing hard—but the moment her foot touched the tip, it gave a visible twitch, as if it was reacting instinctively to her touch.

Even if this moment existed only in the depths of the subconscious, within this mental plane—it all felt real.

The heat, the friction, the pleasure… every sensation was vivid and tangible, as if their minds had perfectly mimicked reality.

As her foot glided down his shaft, she dragged her toes along the underside.

Then, with careful precision, she pinched the cock between two of her toes—creating a firm, controlled grip.

The sensation was incredible.

The stockings added a unique texture—soft and almost silky—yet grippy enough to build friction. The pressure she applied with her toes made it even more stimulating, almost too much to handle.

"Fufufu~ Does my foot feel good, senpai?" Yui asked, her voice laced with quiet laughter.

Kouhei didn't know what to say.

Words failed him.

All he knew was that it felt insanely good.

The pressure between her toes, the careful rhythm of her movements, the softness of the stockings—it was pushing him into a haze of pleasure.

Each pass sent jolts up his spine, filling him with a heat that settled low in his stomach.

Meanwhile, Yui's hand slid down to her own crotch, the other bracing herself against the mat behind her for support.

With a smooth motion, she pulled her soaked panties aside—shockingly drenched now—and pressed her fingers against her pussy.

"Mnnn~!"

A soft, sensual moan spilled from Yui's lips the moment her fingers pressed against her sensitive slit.

A shiver ran down her spine as the sensation surged through her like a jolt of pleasure.

It felt really, really good.

For Kouhei, it was almost overwhelming.

The stimulation was so intense that even he found it difficult to keep his composure.

Without warning, Yui lifted her foot and pressed the soft sole against his cock, rubbing it along his shaft in a long, smooth stroke that made him twitch instantly.

"Urgh…"

A deep, guttural groan escaped Kouhei as the pleasure coursed through his body, hitting him hard.

Her footwork wasn't clumsy—it was deliberate, calculated, slow and teasing.

Every movement sent sparks through his nerves.

It wasn't just the feel of her feet—those smooth, firm soles—but the stockings she wore made it even more intoxicating.

The texture of the nylon slid over his skin, creating a delicious friction that bordered on euphoric.

"Fufufu~… Looks like you're feeling good, huh… Senpai~?" Yui giggled seductively, her voice coated in a teasing lilt.

Her eyes shimmered with lust, pupils morphing into heart shapes as she stared at him, watching his reactions like a predator toying with its prey.

She could tell—he was lost in it.

The tip of his cock was glistening, pre-cum spilling freely and coating her foot, turning the strokes wet and slippery.

The reduced friction didn't make it less intense—it made the sensation smoother, more fluid, like her foot had become an extension of his pleasure itself.

With her hand, Yui gently pushed a finger into her pussy, her breath hitching as she did.

"Ahhh~… ah… That feels good…~ Do you feel good, Senpai~?" she asked, her voice fluttering with arousal.

"It feels good, Himeno-san…" Kouhei gritted his teeth as the pleasure began coiling inside his abdomen like a spring wound too tight.

His hips involuntarily twitched, every nerve below his waist screaming for release.

The tension building in his lower stomach was now unbearable, boiling hot and on the verge of eruption.

If this went on even a few seconds longer, he'd cum before she even reached her peak.

And if that happened… they wouldn't be able to perform the Love Link.

I have to take control… he thought, urgency flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, he reached forward and grabbed her other foot—the one that had remained idle until now.

"S-Senpai?"

Yui's voice broke slightly in surprise, her brows lifting as he lifted the unused foot.

Then—without hesitation—Kouhei brought it to his lips.

"Hmmmpp."

He wrapped his mouth around her toes, sucking on them softly, his tongue weaving between each one like he was savoring a sweet treat.

"Eh?"

Yui's breath caught in her throat, startled by the sensation.

A flush crept across her cheeks as confusion turned into something else—an odd, unexpected warmth unfurling inside her.

But then—

"Ah…"

The weirdness gave way to arousal.

Her nerves fired off like sparks as his tongue slithered over her toes, the wet heat of his mouth igniting a strange pleasure she never thought she could feel from her feet.

"Ah… Senpai~..." she whimpered, body tensing and trembling.

Her fingers didn't stop moving inside her pussy, each pump in sync with the rhythm of her foot stroking his cock.

And now, her other foot—slick with his saliva—was buried in his mouth, adding a whole new level of intimacy that made her mind foggy.

Pleasure exploded through her like waves crashing onto the shore.

Her breath turned shaky.

She gritted her teeth to stop the moans from spilling out, but it was useless—her entire body was on fire.

This was new… this was different.

It was probably the first time in her life she had felt such raw, carnal pleasure.

"Ah… S-Senpai…~"

Her voice, soft and wavering, grew heavier, signaling she was about to break.

Her body was trembling, wracked with jolts of bliss.

She was on the edge.

Sensing her climax, Kouhei pulled her foot from his mouth and positioned both feet carefully.

He pressed one soft sole against the underside of his cock, and then layered the other over it. Her feet were now sandwiching his cock, warm, damp, and slick with both saliva and pre-cum.

He gripped her ankles, pushing her soles tightly together, creating a tight tunnel around his shaft.

Then he began moving his hips, thrusting between her feet in slow, deliberate strokes.

The stockings added just enough texture to make each motion tingle with sensation, while the wetness kept the glide smooth.

Every thrust through her feet was a mixture of sliding warmth and pulsing pressure.

"S-Senpai…~ Ahh, ah, ahh… It's…! AHhnnnnn~!"

Yui's moans reached a fever pitch.

Her body arched, and a radiant light burst from her skin, spreading like a ripple in the air.

Love Link didn't only work on demons—he knew that now.

It had worked on Hiyori, after all.

He'd been uncertain about fallen angels, but he took a chance.

Now, his gamble had paid off.

He could connect with fallen angels too.

"Ahhh…~ AhhH!"

Yui's climax came in waves, and as her moans filled the room, Kouhei's own body lit up in response—glowing with the same energy that surged between them.

The connection was almost complete.