Succubi Chapter 199. I Came Here to Take Responsibility
Succubi Chapter 199. I Came Here to Take Responsibility
Her words were gasoline on a fire, fueling my desire, pushing me to go faster, deeper.
I could feel her tightening around me, her inner muscles clenching, a clear sign she was close to the edge again. I leaned over her, my chest pressing against her back, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear.
"Moan louder..." I demanded.
Her moans grew louder, more desperate.
I could feel the pressure building at the base of my spine, a familiar, delicious ache.
I was close, so close.
I wanted to cum with her as I emptied myself inside her.
"Cum for me, Lilith," I growled against her ear. "Now."
That was all it took.
With a final, desperate cry, she shattered.
Her orgasm rippled through her.
I held her through it, my cock buried deep inside her, my body a steady, reassuring presence.
I followed her over the edge a moment later, my own orgasm ripping through me. I cried out her name, my body convulsing as release hit hard enough to blank my thoughts for a few precious seconds.
Heat, exhaustion, relief, everything crashed together at once, leaving me sprawled half over her while my breathing turned uneven and stupidly loud in the quiet room.
Lilith held me through it.
That was the dangerous part.
Not the sex.
Not the way her nails dragged lazily along my back while I came apart inside her.
Not even the soft little moan she made when she felt the last pulse of warmth spill into her.
No.
The dangerous part was how naturally she held me afterward.
Like she expected me there.
Like my weight against her body belonged.
Her fingers slipped slowly through my damp hair, untangling strands gently while I stayed there catching my breath against her chest.
The robe was barely hanging onto her body anymore. Marks bloomed across her neck and shoulders where I’d bitten her earlier, dark against soft skin.
Mine.
The possessive thought came naturally.
Too naturally.
Lilith exhaled softly beneath me, one hand tracing lazy circles down my spine.
“You’re getting better, Evan~”
I lifted my head slightly.
“That sounds terrifying coming from you.”
She laughed quietly.
Warm.
Satisfied.
The kind of laugh that settled directly into my ribs and refused to leave.
“You’re getting naughty,” she murmured. “Bold and… rough.”
My mouth curved faintly against her skin.
“Maybe I had a stressful day.”
“You enjoyed this a little too much for stress relief.”
“False accusations.”
“Mhm.”
I was about to answer, when another voice drifted through the room.
“That’s because I teased him earlier.”
My body froze instantly.
Lilith snorted softly underneath me.
I turned my head toward the doorway.
And there she was.
Sera.
Still sleepy.
Still wearing her academy uniform.
Hair slightly messy now, sleeves hanging over her hands while she leaned against the doorframe like she’d accidentally wandered into this room during a nap.
Except her eyes immediately landed on me.
Then Lilith.
Then the very obvious situation.
And she didn’t even blink.
“…You just came back this late?” I asked.
Sera yawned.
Long.
Unashamed.
“It would’ve been worse if you didn’t help me earlier,” she mumbled.
I blinked.
“What?”
She shuffled into the room slowly while Lilith lazily continued petting my hair like this was completely normal.
“I pretended to be exhausted,” Sera explained. “So they released me.”
I frowned slightly and pushed myself up enough to actually look at her properly.
“…That bad?”
Sera’s expression stayed half-asleep.
“That bad.”
She dropped onto the edge of the couch nearby like gravity personally victimized her.
“In some mission days,” she continued quietly, “some healers don’t even go home.”
That pulled me out of the haze slightly.
“…Seriously?”
“Mhm.”
Her sleepy gaze drifted toward the ceiling.
“We sleep in the infirmary sometimes. Especially after higher-rank missions. Students come back injured. Really injured.”
The mood shifted subtly.
Not ruined.
Just… grounded.
Because yeah.
This academy liked acting chaotic and ridiculous most of the time.
But underneath all that?
Real danger existed.
Real blood.
Real consequences.
Sera rubbed one eye tiredly.
“The academy has real healers,” she said softly. “Professionals. Teachers. But when they’re short staffed…”
She pointed weakly at herself.
“…students cover it.”
I stared at her for a second.
Then at how exhausted her mana felt now that I paid attention.
Damn.
And suddenly the infirmary teasing made slightly more sense.
Not less insane.
Still insane.
But understandable insane.
“That’s why you dragged me into that mess earlier,” I muttered.
Sera nodded once.
“I came here to take responsibility.”
Lilith burst out laughing quietly beneath me.
I groaned immediately.
Sera pouted slightly.
“But Lilith already took it.”
I physically cringed.
Actually cringed.
Her sleepy face somehow became even more offended.
“I left you in that state for a reason.”
I stared at her in disbelief.
“…So it WAS on purpose?”
Sera looked away.
Tiny pout still there.
“Yeah.”
Lilith laughed harder now, shoulders shaking beneath me.
Meanwhile my soul attempted to exit through the nearest window.
“You manipulated me emotionally. You weaponized unresolved tension.”
“Mhm.”
“You medically edged me for academic and personal reasons.”
Sera considered that.
“Educationally.”
“That’s NOT a defense!”
Lilith finally lost composure completely and buried her face against my shoulder laughing.
That sound alone almost made the humiliation worth it.
Almost.
I rubbed my face tiredly.
Sera yawned again.
“You’re alive though.”
“That’s debatable.”
Lilith’s fingers slid along my jaw gently. “You’re cute when you’re overwhelmed.”
“You encouraged this.”
“Of course I did,” Lilith said without shame.
Ha! I knew it!
I was still half sprawled across the bed trying to emotionally recover.
Meanwhile, Lilith looked perfectly relaxed beneath me.
Succubi probably evolved specifically to survive chaos while looking gorgeous doing it.
Lilith brushed her thumb lightly against my cheek, eyes warm with amusement.
“Pride demons rarely act cute,” she murmured. “Since you’re still fresh so—”
And then Sera suddenly started taking off her clothes.
I turned so fast my neck almost cracked.
“Sera,” I said immediately. “The hell?”