I Took A Succubus's First Time

After arriving home, Kouhei headed straight for the bathroom without wasting any time, and before long, he had already settled himself into the bathtub filled with pleasantly warm water.

The soothing warmth embraced his entire body the moment he lowered himself into the bath, making it feel as though all the exhaustion that had accumulated throughout the day was slowly dissolving away. It had been one long day filled with one event after another, leaving him mentally and physically drained, so being able to simply sit back and relax like this honestly felt therapeutic. A quiet sigh naturally escaped his lips as he leaned against the edge of the tub, letting himself enjoy the peaceful silence for however long it would last.

Unfortunately, that peaceful silence didn’t last very long.

Just as he was beginning to fully relax, the bathroom door suddenly slid open without much warning.

Kouhei instinctively turned toward the sound, only for his eyes to widen in surprise the moment he recognized who had entered.

"Amemiya-sen... K-Kyouka-san? What are you doing here?" Kouhei asked, his voice carrying an obvious hint of surprise as he struggled to process the unexpected situation.

Standing quietly by the doorway was Amemiya Kyouka.

She wore nothing except a towel wrapped securely around her body, although calling it "secure" was honestly being a little generous. Her figure was simply too voluptuous for the towel to hide everything properly, especially when it came to her chest. Despite her attempt to remain modest, the towel could only do so much, leaving plenty for the imagination without actually revealing anything inappropriate.

"I’m here to wash you," Kyouka replied calmly, speaking as though what she had just said was the most ordinary thing in the world.

"Huh?"

For a brief moment, Kouhei’s mind completely stopped working.

Surely...

Surely he hadn’t heard that correctly.

"You... came all the way here just to wash me?" Kouhei asked again after finally finding his voice, still trying to convince himself that he hadn’t misunderstood her.

Although Kyouka’s faction had already formed an official alliance with the Kouhei Faction, and the possibility of both factions eventually merging together was incredibly high, their headquarters were still located quite a distance away from one another. Because of that, seeing Kyouka travel all the way to his place just to help him take a bath honestly made Kouhei feel like she had gone through far more trouble than the situation actually called for.

"Hina told me that there’s a rotation for who gets to wash you," Kyouka explained without the slightest hint of embarrassment. "Today’s my turn."

There was actually a rotation for that?

Kouhei blinked a couple of times while trying to process the unexpected information.

Thinking about it for a moment, he supposed something like that probably did exist. It certainly sounded like something Hina or the others would organize without bothering to tell him first. Even so, he had never really paid much attention to it. If anything, he felt like whatever schedule they originally came up with had probably fallen apart a long time ago, considering that recently there were almost always two girls who showed up together anyway.

Besides...

It wasn’t as though he actually needed someone to wash him in the first place.

He was perfectly capable of doing that himself.

For some reason, however, the girls continued insisting on taking care of him whenever they had the chance, almost as though it had become an important tradition among them.

"Y-You really don’t have to go this far, K-Kyouka-san," Kouhei said with an awkward smile that clearly showed he still wasn’t entirely comfortable with the situation.

Even though Kouhei had already seen Kyouka’s body countless times before, especially considering they had sex on multiple occasions and had already formed a Love Link together, he still couldn’t completely get used to moments like this. It wasn’t really embarrassment anymore, at least not in the same way it had been when all of this first started. Still, there remained a small part of him that simply couldn’t become completely shameless around women, regardless of how close they had grown over time.

Part of the reason was Kyouka herself.

She possessed an incredibly mature charm that naturally drew people’s attention without her even trying.

Despite having lived for hundreds, or perhaps even thousands of years, her appearance resembled that of a beautiful woman in her early thirties. Unlike Hina and Yuuna, whose appearances remained closer to women in their early twenties despite their equally unbelievable ages, Kyouka carried herself with a refined elegance and mature beauty that gave her an entirely different kind of appeal. She wasn’t the type of beauty that overwhelmed people at first glance. Instead, the more someone looked at her, the more they found themselves quietly captivated without even realizing it.

Naturally...

Having a woman like that standing directly in front of him while wearing almost nothing made Kouhei feel more than a little self-conscious.

Well...

To be completely honest, it wasn’t just Kouhei himself who had become self-conscious.

A certain part of his body had already reacted long before his brain managed to catch up, almost as if it had decided to make things even more awkward just to keep life interesting.

"It’s alright," Kyouka replied with a gentle smile that carried both warmth and sincerity. "Besides, I want to do this for you too. I may not be as perfect as Yuuna or Hina, but I still want to become the best woman I can possibly be for your sake."

Hearing her compare herself to the other two honestly didn’t sit well with Kouhei.

As far as he was concerned, Kyouka had never needed to compare herself to anyone else in the first place.

She was already wonderful exactly the way she was, and he genuinely believed there wasn’t any reason for her to think otherwise.

"Come here, Kouhei-kun," Kyouka said softly as she pulled a small wooden stool closer and motioned for him to sit down in front of her.

Kouhei quietly did as she asked without saying a word, still wearing nothing but the towel wrapped securely around his waist.

Kyouka picked up a bottle of liquid soap and poured a generous amount onto a sponge before working it into a thick, rich layer of bubbles. Once she was satisfied with it, she gently pressed the sponge against Kouhei’s back and slowly began washing him with careful, patient movements that almost felt like a gentle massage.

Kouhei kept his eyes fixed straight ahead the entire time.

He had a strong feeling that turning around right now would be an incredibly dangerous decision, especially considering the situation they were already in.

For the sake of his own peace of mind and what little self-control he still had left, he decided it was probably best to keep looking forward and pretend nothing unusual was happening behind him.

"Does it feel nice?" Kyouka asked softly as she leaned in a little closer, her gentle voice brushing against his ear in an almost teasing whisper.

As she leaned toward him...

Her soft breasts lightly brushed against his back.

The contact lasted only a brief moment, yet it was enough to make Kouhei suddenly realize something important.

Kyouka wasn’t wearing her towel anymore.

At some point without him noticing, she had quietly loosened it and allowed it to slide down her body until it rested neatly on the bathroom floor. She now was behind him completely exposed without showing even the slightest trace of embarrassment.

Kyouka immediately noticed the subtle change in his expression, making it obvious that he had finally figured out what had happened.

Instead of becoming flustered or trying to cover herself, she simply smiled to herself before leaning in once more. This time, she deliberately pressed her bare chest against his back again, making sure he could clearly feel the warmth and softness of her body against his skin.

"K-Kyouka-san..." Kouhei muttered, his face quickly turning bright red as he struggled to stay composed.

At that point, he understood exactly what was happening.

She hadn’t invited him into the bathroom just so she could wash his back.

That much had already become perfectly clear.

Kyouka’s gaze slowly drifted downward until it settled on the towel still wrapped around Kouhei’s waist.

Even with the fabric covering him, the outline beneath it made his reaction impossible to hide, and his cock right now was completely being honest for Kouhei.

"Kouhei-kun..." she called softly as she stepped around him until she was standing directly in front of him.

Seeing Kyouka standing there with absolutely nothing covering her body made it nearly impossible for Kouhei to keep pretending everything was normal. He honestly couldn’t imagine anyone in his position having enough willpower to calmly turn her down after being looked at with such gentle affection.

After quietly taking a slow breath, Kouhei gradually rose to his feet.

Without saying anything, he reached out and took Kyouka’s hand before pulling her a little closer toward him.

A moment later, he guided her backward until her body rested lightly against the cool tiled wall of the bathroom. Her hands instinctively came up to brace herself against the wall, while her hips jutted upward as it faces=d him.

"Ah..."

A soft breath escaped Kyouka’s lips.

She slowly turned her head and glanced back over her shoulder toward Kouhei.

Part of his expression was hidden beneath the damp strands of hair hanging over his face, but even then, it was easy to tell how hard he was trying to hold himself back. He didn’t need to say a single word for his feelings to be obvious, because his cock right now was being honest for him.

A warm smile naturally spread across Kyouka’s face.

"Come here, Kouhei-kun..."

As those gentle words left her lips, she slowly reached one hand behind herself and lightly rested it against one of her ass cheeks, subtly shifting it aside to spread her pussy lips as well, while silently inviting him to come closer.