Succulog #44 : Training full time

In the castle of the Lord of the Dreams…

Silent, as always.

The fireplace cracked silently, the rustle of Ntwali flipping the pages of his book, the faint breathing of the succubus sleeping, a foreboding atmosphere.

The Moonlight Festival shall arrive in two days. The trial cannot last any longer. 

But as he flipped the page, he felt a heaviness in his heart. 

One that couldn't be stopped nor appeased. As the silent figure of the succubus slept painfully.

He could only imagine what was going through her head.

"So… Here's the planning. I have a few techniques to test out."

Luka stood in the living room, a large table covered with a single sheet of paper displaying his plan for the gathered succubi. To his right sat Minagi and Lilith, poised for their training proposal. To his left were Alma Elma and Mayu, ready for another idea he'd cooked up. Across from him, the green-haired mayor succubus stared with a mix of surprise and curiosity.

"First up, I'm training with Minagi and Lilith today," Luka said, turning to them. "You've got a technique to help me resist your auras, right?"

"Right," Lilith nodded. "This could help you in general to resist pleasure. It's not a type of spell we teach humans, but for you, we will make an exception."

"But be warned," Minagi added. "This will be a rough training. We won't go easy on you."

"If it's too much, I'll call it quits," Luka replied with a shrug. "Should be manageable." He shifted his gaze to the mayor. "Next, tonight, after training, I want you to hit me with everything you've got. I'll have someone drain me to zero for a respawn, then I'll take you on full force."

"Are you sure?" she asked, concerned. "I mean, this is—"

"You're strong, but not on Alma Elma or the Lilith Sisters' level," Luka interrupted, grinning. "You're the perfect mid-tier test for me. Plus, I haven't faced you yet. Might pick up a trick or two."

"Fine," she relented, a sly smile creeping in. "I'll make it very enjoyable, ufufu~"

"And finally," he turned to Alma Elma and Mayu. "I'll ask you to train me in endurance. Should be good enough since Morrigan and Astaroth would probably go all out and you, Mayu," he turned especially toward her, "I'm sure someone who runs constantly knows a thing or two about endurance. Alma Elma will be here for defensive endurance while you will be for offensive."

"So…" Mayu grinned. "Senpai, you're saying you want to dominate me while you want Alma Elma over here to dominate you?"

"That's…" he deadpanned. "It's just training, don't read too much into it. It will be your test run to see if I can trust you or not."

"You can trust me, Luka," Alma Elma nodded with a serious face. "I wouldn't want the same mistake to happen twice."

"And you can count on me to make you go wild, Senpai," Mayu smugly grinned. 

Luka folded the paper and pocketed it, nodding decisively. "Alright. Minagi and Lilith, we start now. Mayor, you're tonight. Alma Elma and Mayu, tomorrow. Let's move." He gestured to Minagi and Lilith, heading for the door.

"Can we do it in your room?" Minagi asked, eyeing upstairs. "It will be better that way."

"So… You're saying you want me to respawn fast…" he chuckled awkwardly. "I guess this is fine…"

Leaving the others in the living room, the trio climbed to his room, which he'd tidied up earlier. Minagi, still bare as always, leaned casually against the bed beside Lilith. She patted the space between them, beckoning him over.

"We'll hit you with our Energy Drain together," Minagi explained, a smirk tugging at her lips. "It'll be tough to resist at first, so if you can't handle it…"

"We'll devour you completely," Lilith finished, her warm smile masking a gleeful hint of revenge.

"Good grief…" Luka scratched his head but obeyed, sliding between them into a plush canyon of curves. "So… I just sit here? What's the next step?" he asked, his voice slightly muffled by the press of Minagi's and Lilith's ample chests.

Minagi's smirk deepened as she draped an arm around him, her ample breasts brushing against him. "Just relax… or try to," she murmured, her tone teasing as her aura began to hum, a subtle heat radiating from her. "We'll start slow—see how long you last."

"H-Hey, what about the technique?" Luka asked, trying to wriggle free but they were both pressed against him.

"Don't worry, I will teach you," Lilith chuckled. "It's a technique called 'Pleasure Eater'. But it's better if we teach you with our bodies first…"

"You are a man capable of good control," Minagi added, running a finger along his sides. "'Pleasure Eater' is just that. We will use it on us and then you will have to copy us. But you need first to be in sync with us…"

"And the best way for that…" Lilith whispered into his ear, her warm breath sending a shiver 

down his spine, "is to open yourself up completely…"

Luka tensed as their auras flared brighter, the tingling heat of their Energy Drain sinking deeper into him. Minagi and Lilith's fingers trailed downward, brushing the bulge in his pants, teasing it lightly until their delicate touches danced over him.

"Ah… Ah…" Luka shuddered, the sensation overwhelming him as his climax hit fast and hard. Lilith tugged his waistband down with a swift motion, freeing his erection just as he spilled over them, his body trembling from the sudden release.

Lilith giggled, wiping a stray droplet from her cheek with a playful smirk. "Well, that was quick," she teased, her crimson eyes glinting as she leaned back slightly, still pressed close.

Minagi's smirk softened into a faint smile, her hand lingering on his thigh. "That's step one—letting it out," she murmured. "Now we start the real work."

Luka gasped, his chest heaving as he tried to steady himself, his face flushed. "T-That… wasn't part of the plan…" he muttered, his voice shaky.

"Oh, it's exactly the plan," Lilith murmured. "Now, use your control magic on us."

"A-Alright…" Luka gasped again as he focused on them. With his hands on both of their back, he used Control, his body 'invading' theirs. Usually, it was suicide, but since they let it happen, he had nothing to risk. 

After searching for a while, he could see it. The pattern of a distinct spell flooded their bodies.

Minagi tilted her head, sensing his intrusion, and nodded approvingly. "There it is," she said softly. "That's 'Pleasure Eater.' Do you understand how it works?"

"K-Kinda…" Luka muttered, his hands pressing harder against their backs. It felt alien compared to his usual spellcraft—not impossible, but strange. What nagged at him was how effortlessly they maintained its constant flow.

"Okay, use it now," Lilith said.

"I'll try," he grunted, shutting his eyes. It wasn't too different from his Control spell—just a matter of redirecting the pleasure surging through him into energy. He'd never considered it before, deeming it too complex, but if he could manage it even for a few seconds, it'd be a win.

Focusing inward, he gripped the sensation still buzzing in his nerves, twisting it into a thread of power. His breath hitched as the spell flickered to life, shaky but present, channeling the overwhelming heat into something he could wield. "It's… working?" he whispered, his voice tight with effort as the first hints of control steadied his trembling frame.

"Let's check," Lilith smiled, her aura flaring to life. "If it works, you won't die."

"H-Hey! Take it easy!" Luka yelped, bracing himself. But as her aura washed over him, nothing hit. The Energy Drain swirled around him, only to twist and feed into his own reserves, as if she were tossing her mana into the void. "It's working!" he exclaimed, a wide smile breaking through as the rush of heat morphed into his own life force, invigorating him instead of draining away.

Minagi raised an eyebrow, her smirk returning as she felt the shift. "Not bad," she murmured, her tone laced with approval. "You're catching on faster than I expected."

Lilith let out a theatrical sigh, her crimson gaze twinkling with mock disappointment. "And here I was, secretly craving to savor you just once," she teased.

Luka exhaled sharply, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple as he steadied his newfound grip on the 'Pleasure Eater' spell. The air thrummed with the succubi's auras, but now it felt less like a tidal wave threatening to drown him and more like a current he could ride. "Alright," he said, voice firming with resolve. "Let's push it further. Hit me harder."

Minagi's eyes gleamed with mischief as she exchanged a glance with Lilith. "Bold words," she murmured, her fingers tracing a tantalizing arc along his arm. "Don't regret them." Her Energy Drain surged, a white light that coiled around him. 

Lilith's aura followed, a vivid purple glow that pressed with subtle insistence. "Let's see how long you—" Her words were cut short by an ear-splitting wail of ecstasy.

"AAAAAAAHHH!" an ear-shattering scream of pleasure almost deafened their ears as bursts of cum rained down on them. Before they even realized what was going on, he was a dried husk on the bed.

Minagi blinked, the seminal fluid trickling down her white hair. 

Lilith's tongue flicked across her cheek, tasting the stray droplet before she blinked in mild surprise

"Well…" Minagi muttered, flicking a damp strand from her face, "it seems his spell's endurance doesn't quite rival ours."

Lilith stifled a laugh, her composure cracking as she wiped her cheek again. "A valiant effort," she mused, "but it looks like we've still got some fine-tuning to do."

Minagi tossed the corpse aside with a swift movement, letting Luka reappear right in between them. 

"Are you okay?" Minagi asked, her eyes probing his.

"Y-Yeah…" Luka rasped, his chest rising and falling in frantic bursts. "W-What the hell happened? One second it felt incredible, and then—"

"Your spell slipped off," Lilith sighed. "So the moment it was deactivated, you died from our combined full-force Energy Drains."

"THAT FAST?!" Luka's voice cracked, incredulity etched across his flushed face as he grappled with the sheer speed of his death.

"We are the strongest succubi in our world," Minagi answered with a sigh. "No man could ever hope to survive us in bed."

"Yet that doesn't mean you can't rise to the challenge, Luka," Lilith chimed in, her lips curling into an encouraging smile. "Shall we give it another try?"

"A-Alright," Luka focused himself once more, activating the Pleasure Eater. 

"Good," Minagi murmured approvingly, her Energy Drain surging forth in tandem with Lilith's. "Now, let's spice things up." With a sly shift, her leg slid forward, her thighs brushing against his groin in a slow, deliberate caress, teasing his resolve.

Luka's breath hitched as Minagi's thighs grazed him, taunting him. He clenched his jaw, fighting to hold the 'Pleasure Eater' steady as their auras pulsed stronger. 

"Focus," Lilith whispered as she trailed a finger on his chest, pinching his nipples from time to time. 

"I'm trying," Luka grunted, sweat beading on his brow. 

Minagi smirked, pressing her thigh harder. "Not bad. Let's see how long you last this time."

But mere seconds later—

"AAAAAAHHHH!" Luka's cry tore through the room, his body shuddering as his shaft erupted, emptying him in a frantic deluge that showered them once more.

"Perhaps we should dial back our Energy Drains…" Minagi mused, casually flicking his shriveled form aside.

"Agreed," Lilith said with a nod, cradling the freshly respawned Luka against her. "You okay?"

"Y-Yeah…" he grumbled, his face melting in her chest. 

"Maybe a human can't sustain it for long," Minagi pondered aloud.

"It is possible," Lilith sighed. "If that's the case, let's go slower and try to use the spell in short bursts, okay Luka?"

"G-Good plan… But can you pull me out of here?" he pleaded, voice smothered in her chest.

"You need to be able to use it under any circumstances," Lilith smiled, her Energy Drain spiking again, but this time gently to not overwhelm him. "Go on, use the spell I taught you."

Their training continued for the whole morning, until they decided that Luka couldn't progress further without more endurance, his body unable to sustain the Pleasure Eater for more than a minute at once.

Then, after a long rest, he knocked at the door of the mayor. She opened and welcomed him with a warm smile, her shot green hair swaying with the movement.

"Welcome," she said, stepping aside. "Ready for tonight?"

"Yep," Luka said, crossing the threshold. Her room bathed him in gentle light—a warm, simple haven compared to the lavish sprawls of the others. A plain bed sat tucked in the corner, a basket of ripe fruit perched on the nightstand beside it.

"Are you sure you want me at full strength?" the succubus mayor asked, settling onto the bed. Her cleavage shifted with the motion, drawing Luka's eye to the two bat-shaped trinkets stuck just below her nipples.

"Yes," Luka nodded. "You've been nice to me all this time and I think you might be the best suited for this," he stepped closer to the bed while removing his shirt. 

"I am glad you chose me," she chuckled, an arm on her cheek. "I am used to taking care of the sanity of the men so I tried my best."

"Ah.." he sighed contently. "I'll try my best to take care of you, Succubus."

"Oh my~" she tittered, delighted. "Well then, let's dive in, young man."

Luka tossed his shirt aside, the fabric landing in a heap near the door. The mayor's eyes sparkled with mischief as she patted the bed beside her. "Come here," she urged, her voice a velvet lure.

He obliged, settling onto the mattress. The faint scent of fruit drifted from the basket, mingling with the subtle musk of her presence. "How do we start?" he asked, his tone steady despite the flutter in his chest.

"Easy," she purred, sliding closer. Her green hair brushed his shoulder, tickling his skin. "I'll drain you dry, using every trick I've got—like I'm feasting on a hero bold enough to threaten my people." A wicked smirk played on her lips. "Ready?"

"Bring it on," Luka said, steeling himself. He clenched his fists, 'Pleasure Eater' humming faintly in his mind, ready to catch whatever she threw.

She leaned in, her arms pinning him down on the bed. "I will show you the pleasure a succubus can offer… Or I wanted to say but you already know it, don't you?" she smiled, her tail snaking inside his pants.

Luka gritted his teeth, focusing. He leaned in for a kiss, trying to distract her but she already caught his penis with the mouth of her tail, engulfing it completely.

"Ah—" Luka's breath hitched as her tail tightened its hold, a warm, pulsing sheath that sent a jolt through him. He pressed his lips to hers, desperate to shift her focus, but she only chuckled against his mouth,

"You're bold," she purred, breaking the kiss just enough to speak. Her tail worked with slow deliberate strokes, testing his resistance. "Let's see how long that lasts."

Luka simply pushed her back and pinned her down on the bed, his hands kneading her soft breasts in circles, while his tongue flicked out to lick her neck teasingly.

The mayor gasped, a delighted shiver running through her as Luka's tongue grazed her neck. Her tail faltered for a heartbeat, its rhythm disrupted, but then tightened again, doubling its efforts with a sly, vengeful twist. "Oh, you're playing dirty," she whispered, her voice trembling with excitement.

Luka smirked against her skin, his hands pressing harder into her soft curves, thumbs brushing over the bat trinkets pinned beneath her nipples. "Gotta keep up," he muttered, his breath hot on her throat.

"To try to dominate a succubus…" she chuckled, arching slightly under his touch. "How cute." Her tails pulsed faster, sucking his tip eagerly. 

Luka yanked off his pants and underwear, shedding them to give her tail free rein. His hands slid from her breasts to her hips, squeezing her ass as he leaned in, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss.

Her lips parted under his, a soft moan escaping as she melted into the kiss. Her tail coiled tighter, its rhythm relentless, drawing a low groan from Luka as he pressed himself closer.

He could still go without the Pleasure Eater, he had time. 

While kissing her, he slowly pulled on the tail while grinding against her wet folds, beckoning her to switch 'mouth' to devour him.

Her tail twitched in his grasp, a flicker of surprise rippling through its rhythm as Luka's hips rocked against her. She broke the kiss, a breathy laugh escaping her lips. "You want me to change?" she murmured, her crimson eyes glinting. 

Luka smirked, his grip on her ass tightening as he pulled her closer, the heat of her folds teasing him. "After all, why not?" he replied, tugging her tail again. "I'm sure you'll like it."

Her moan deepened, her body arching into his grind. "Fine," she purred, relenting. Her tail slid free with a wet pop. She slid her fingers lower, nudging aside her folds to invite him. "Don't make me wait." With a sly grin, she guided him, her warmth enveloping him as she took him in, her inner walls clutching tight.

Luka groaned, the shift overwhelming his senses. He thrust forward, steady and firm, hands digging into her hips to anchor himself. No spell yet—he'd ride this out raw, testing his limits. "That's it," he muttered, lips grazing her ear.

She gasped, her nails raking lightly down his back as she matched his rhythm, her body a furnace around him. "You're tougher than I thought," she teased, her voice hitching with each roll of his hips.

He pushed harder, sweat beading on his brow, determined to outlast her without leaning on 'Pleasure Eater.' "I learned from the best around here," he growled, nipping her neck. "What do I get if I win?"

"I don't know…" Succubus chuckled, her legs wrapping around him, pulling him deeper. "My pride would be shattered if you did…"

"But wouldn't you like it?" he asked, his eyes locking on hers. "I bet it's not everyday you get to enjoy yourself too much, right?"

"I'll think it over," she grinned, her walls clenching tight—viciously so—wringing a sharp gasp from him. "I'd settle for hearing you moan a little louder."

Luka's breath hitched, her sudden grip a jolt that nearly broke his rhythm. He smirked through it, thrusting harder, determined to turn the tables. "You'll get your wish," he rasped, one hand sliding up to knead her breast, thumb flicking her nipples. "But I'm not folding yet."

He began thrusting harder, hitting a soft spot he just found inside her while keeping his hands on her breasts. Their moans of pleasure filled the room mixed with the creaking of the bed under their movements. 

But after a while, he felt his stamina waver, and he switched to 'Pleasure Eater' to turn the tables. The pressure in his groin faded slightly with each passing seconds, and he redoubled his efforts to win this battle.

She moaned louder, her legs tightening around his waist, urging him deeper. "You're… not stopping?" she managed, her breath ragged, her control slipping. Her walls pulsed eagerly, like a dry throat begging for water.

"Gotta win this," he grunted, leaning down to nip her ear. The bed groaned under their pace, fruit tumbling from the basket. 

Thirty seconds, his spell held firm, her pleasure now his weapon.

"Ah… Stop it…" she gasped, her resolve crumbling into a plea. Her body arched, trembling as he drove her toward the brink. At sixty-five seconds, she broke—a sharp cry tore from her throat, her warmth clenching around him in waves. Luka smirked, riding it out, the 'Pleasure Eater' keeping him steady.

He eased back, panting, her flushed face beneath him a rare sight. "Guess I shattered that pride. Sorry," he teased, brushing a strand of green hair from her brow.

She laughed, breathless but genuine. "You did… damn you." Her tail flicked lazily, spent.

"I'm not done yet, however," he chuckled, diving back in. "I'll feed you well now, for everything you've done for me, mayor."

"Awww…" she blushed deeply, her arms coiled around him. "I knew you were a nice boy."

With a few thrusts, he released his hold on Pleasure Eater, Control, and any other tricks he had to let himself go, the pleasure invading him. He gasped as her walls contracted, his seed spilling into her in intense bursts.

Luka's body trembled as the last of his release faded, his breath ragged against her skin. Her arms stayed locked around him, her warmth a steady anchor as the aftershocks rippled through them both. The bed stilled, its creaks silenced.

"Oh…" she moaned, feeling his taste inside her. "Delicious…. Too bad I couldn't claim it myself."

"Want more?" he asked, kissing her cheek. 

"Naturally," she replied, swiftly flipping him beneath her with a deft twist, straddling him in a commanding cowgirl stance. "Now lie back, my boy. Once I've had my fill, I'll cradle you to sleep in my arms tonight."

"Sounds like a fair—Ah!" he gasped, cut off as her walls gripped him, massaging with a rhythmic pulse that stole his words.

Her hips rocked slowly, and his hands found her thighs tightly. "You're angry?" he managed, his voice rough with awe.

"No…" she chuckled, leaning forward. Her movements weren't draining now, just playful to draw out the maximum pleasure for him. "You've earned a proper night."

He groaned, her rhythm quickening. No spells, no defenses—just the raw give-and-take of their bodies, her control absolute yet tender. "Keep going," he rasped, fingers digging into her flesh, urging her on.

She obliged, a sly smile curling her lips as she rode him harder, her bat trinkets swaying with the motion. The room filled with their shared breaths, the creak of the bed returning faintly as she pushed him toward another peak. "Let me hear you," she whispered.

Luka's moan broke free, loud and unbridled, as she drove him past restraint. Her walls pulsed in time, coaxing him until he shattered again, spilling into her with a shudder that left him boneless beneath her victorious gaze.

She slowed, easing down beside him, her arms pulling him close. "There," she murmured, her tone soft now, almost reverent. "Rest, hero. You've more than repaid me."

He nestled into her embrace, exhaustion claiming him as her warm body cocooned them both, the night settling in.

The next morning, he was in his room. Stretching in sportswear, a simple white shirt and shorts. Alma Elma was also in sportswear, a simple white tight-fitting shirt and black bike shorts, stretching right next to him. 

Mayu lingered nearby, dressed in her signature green-and-white jacket, a white shirt with a red collar peeking out, and her bold red bloomers. She rocked on her heels, hands clasped behind her, waiting with a restless grin as they finished warming up.

"Ready, Senpai?" Mayu called, her signature smug grin flashing. She bounced lightly as if to warm up as well.

"Almost," Luka replied, rolling his shoulders one last time. He glanced at Alma Elma, who straightened with a nod, her expression calm but focused. "You're awfully quiet, Alma Elma. No teasing today?"

She brushed a stray lock of purple hair from her face, her lips curving faintly. "I'd rather earn your trust today, Luka. No games—well, not the usual ones. I'll be draining you while you stay passive, after all."

"Then hit me with everything you've got," he said, a grin breaking across his face as he flashed her a thumbs-up. "Show me the full might of a succubus queen."

"Don't worry…♪ I'll make you feel really good, Luka," she replied with a smirk.

"Mayu," Luka turned to Mayu, who tilted her head with a flick of her pigtails. "I will try to make you cum. You're the one on the defensive here."

"Yeah, yeah," She huffed, tossing her hair back with a dramatic flourish. "I don't think you'll be capable of doing that, Senpai. But you're welcome to try."

Luka exhaled sharply, jumping on the bed as his gaze locked on Alma Elma. "Okay, you have the chronometer ready?" he asked.

Alma Elma clicked on the watch in her hand to test it out. "Yes. It's working. One minute thirty of full-force first, is that it?" she smiled at him.

"Yeah. I'll try to hold on as much as possible. Do as we said, and don't hold back. Okay?"

"I'll be gentle," she purred, swinging a leg over to straddle his hips.

Her thighs clamped around him, a silken vise, as she leaned forward, the watch held firmly in her hand. "Luka… One last time, are you sure about this?" 

"Yeah," he nodded, pulling his shorts down. "This is important."

"Tell me to stop if it's too much," she added, her eyes resolute. "I don't want to see you crying again."

"What? Still feeling guilty after you ate me?"

"Yes," she admitted. "After you gave me the cold shoulder, I began having nightmares… But nevermind that."

Peeling off her shorts, she poised herself above him, then pressed the watch's button with a soft click . Luka dug his hands into the mattress, steeling himself as her warmth—that same searing heat that once claimed his innocence—swallowed his shaft whole.

Her hips dipped low, a slow grind igniting sparks along his nerves. 

"You know…" she whispered, beginning her five steps, his shaft arriving at the first 'prison'. "I was wondering for some time…" 

Luka's knuckles whitened against the sheets, his mind sparking 'Pleasure Eater' into shaky life. "W-What?" he stammered through clenched teeth.

"Did it bother you that I took your virginity?" she asked, massaging slowly the tip penis with her walls.

"N-Not really…" he mumbled, a different kind of heat rushing to his cheeks. "It was… great."

Her lips curved, a crescent of satisfaction, as she shifted subtly, drawing him deeper into the second 'prison.' "Good. I'd hate it if you hated everything about me…"

Luka's breath hitched, the spell trembling as her warmth tightened. "Actually…" he rasped, forcing his focus inward, channeling the rising pleasure into energy. "You're the one I like the most here…"

"You know, just call me when you're finished you lovebirds," Mayu sighed from the sidelines, leaving the room.

Alma Elma's eyes softened, a flicker of surprise melting into her gaze. She leaned closer, her breath a warm whisper against his jaw as she guided him into the third 'prison'. "Really?" she murmured, her tail brushing his thigh. "Because I do love you, Luka. I mean it."

"Ahah…" he chuckled, sweat beading on his forehead. "You love me? I thought we were friends…" 

"Friends can love each other, right?" she smiled, guiding him inside the fourth prison, his penis almost entirely engulfed. "I'm surprised you haven't ejaculated yet," she muttered to herself.

Luka's chuckle faltered into a ragged gasp as her warmth tightened further, the spell straining under the relentless tide of sensation. "G-Glad I'm… exceeding expectations," he managed, his voice gravelly as he clenched the sheets.

"You always do," she purred with affection. "That's why…" she whispered, her chest resting on his. "I hope we will be able to stay together a bit more," she smiled as she engulfed him completely into the last prison, eliciting a sharp gasp from him. 

The minute had passed, and his Pleasure Eater faded into nothingness, leaving only his natural endurance to survive the incoming pleasure. After only five seconds, he spurted inside her, followed quickly by another. Alma Elma's cheeks flushed a delicate rose, her breath catching in surprise.

Her eyes widened for a fleeting moment before a soft laugh spilled from her lips, warm and unguarded. "So much for endurance," she teased, her tail flicking lazily against his hip as she held him close, her warmth still pulsing around him. "But I'll take it as a compliment."

His spilling continued inside her, his mouth drooling involuntarily as the pleasure flooded through him. 

The chronometer rang, and Alma Elma released the grip of her vagina, stopping his constant ejaculations. With a hand behind his back, she brought him close to her. "Are you okay? It was intense, wasn't it?"

"Ah… Ah…" he couldn't form coherent thoughts, his mind a fog from the pleasure.

"Looks like you need some time to catch your breath… Which means…" she hesitated for a moment, considering his earlier orders. A part of her didn't want to do it but it was what he asked for. "I'll make you ascend gently, Luka. Bear with me," she cradled him as gently as possible and clenched her pussy again, drawing another muffled gasp from him.

His penis began spurting again, this time at a more rapid rate, his body withering with each one. Alma Elma held him close throughout the whole process until he was nothing but a withered husk in her arms, white fluid dripping from her. 

She exhaled slowly, his taste overwhelming her for a moment before pushing his corpse gently aside, resting him on the bed beside where he was about to reappear. A faint light shimmered, and his body reformed right below her, his breath uneven. 

"Luka, are you okay?" she asked, tinged with worry as she hugged him tightly. "You were too tired to talk, I had to—"

"It's fine," he rasped. "It's fine. Don't worry. But damn you're good at this."

Her arms tightened briefly, a flicker of relief softening the tension in her frame as she pressed her cheek against his damp hair. "Too good, maybe," she murmured, a wry smile tugging at her lips. "I didn't mean to push you that far." The scent of him—sweat and something uniquely his—lingered, grounding her as she loosened her hold, letting him breathe.

"Worth it anyway," he croaked, wiping a hand across his mouth to clear some drool he had. "You're a force of nature, Alma. Hard to catch up to it."

Still, she held on, not leaving his side as she watched him.

"Damn… I really scared you, didn't I?" he asked, frowning.

"In the end, I wasn't better than the others," she sighed. "I indulged in the fact you could come back without worrying about you. Even though you did so much for me…"

"It's not like you to worry about such things, Alma…" he chuckled. 

"Right…"

It's just… she thought. If only I could…Stay a bit longer…

She rose from his side, stepping to the door with a faint reluctance. "Mayu-chan! It's your turn!" she called, her voice steadying.

The door creaked open and the Nightmare entered with her arms crossed, an annoyed expression on her face. She glanced quickly at Luka's corpse and smirked. "Already died Senpai? You're a quick shot."

Luka hauled himself up, a vein pulsing at his temple as he glared. "Oh? Care to test that out you stupid rabbit?"

"I'm a hare!"

"SAME THING!" he snarled, lunging at her, his hands clamping her arms in a steely vise. "Alma Elma stay outside. I'm going to punish this girl until she squeals."

"Okay…♪" Alma Elma chuckled, the door snapping shut behind her with a melodic lilt.

"A turtle like you? Making me squeal?" Mayu grinned, chin jutting defiantly. "As if. I'll eat you, Senpai."

With a surge of raw power, he hurled her onto the bed, pinning her beneath him. "Let's test that out, shall we?" he grinned, yanking her bloomers free with one swift tug as her legs coiled around his waist, a daring snare.

She hauled up her shirt with her mouth, revealing her bare breasts in a taunt as he slid his shaft inside her. "Eheh… You turned into one vulgar guy, Senpai," she chuckled, sensing him throb inside her. "Is dominating women becoming your thing?"

"Shut up," he growled, his hand sliding free to knead her small breasts. "You're a cute little rascal that needs to know her place. And once it's done, I'll make sure to turn you into a kind little rabbit."

"I'm a hare."

"SAME THING!" he said again, this time with a shark smile as he slammed his hips against her.

Her chuckle fractured into a sharp gasp as he began hammering her. Her legs tightened around him, beckoning him to go faster as she continued chuckling.

"Still laughing, huh?" he chuckled, his hand abandoning her breast to grip her thigh, angling his thrusts another way. "How about we play my game? The one I've been waiting to test out for a while…"

"Eh, as if you can—" she chuckled again but yelped as she felt a jolt course through her.

"I'm the master of succubi here," he smirked. "Even without the contract, I now know how you stupid demons work. You're my ultimate test, Mayu. Behold! My custom pleasure attack!" 

His hands flared briefly against her bare skin, a faint glow sparking where they touched, sending tendrils of sensation igniting her predatory instincts. A Control spell tailored for succubi, mimicking their feeding through a deft manipulation of nerves…

"How does it feel? I noticed how you demons loved feeling me cum inside you, so I found a way to simulate it by giving you little bits of my life force. Tiny enough for it to be harmless, but enhanced enough to make you all tingly inside…"

Her yelp morphed into a shuddering moan, her body arching as the spell's sparks danced through her, stoking a primal hunger she couldn't suppress. Her eyes widened, pupils dilating with a mix of shock and reluctant awe, her chuckles dissolving into ragged breaths. She licked her lips continually, feeling his taste over and over again without stopping. 

"W-What the hell—" she gasped, her voice fracturing as the Succubus Tamer pulsed deeper, each spark a lash against her senses, turning her own nature against her. Her skin flushed, a sheen of sweat glistening as she writhed, caught in the throes of his creation.

Luka's smirk sharpened, his hands steady as he channeled the spell, amplifying the sensation with every thrust. "Like it?" he taunted, leaning close, his breath a hot gust against her ear. "This is what happens when you underestimate me, hare ." His hips drove harder, syncing with the spell's rhythm, a dual assault that left her teetering on the edge.

"S-Senpai, you bastard—" she choked out. Her hips bucked involuntarily, meeting his rhythm as the spell turned her hunger inward, a predator ensnared by its own prey.

"Ohh I'm delicious, aren't I?" he chuckled, his fingers tracing a teasing dance along her quivering frame. "I keep hearing how tasty I am so I thought it was a good idea to make you taste me over and over…"

Without effort, she continued squirming, her pleasure augmenting without him even thrusting anymore. 

"Now, squeal for me, little hare," he chuckled as he thrust deeper, pushing past her own endurance. Her hips rocked of their own accord, chasing the sensation even as he stopped, until she finally shuddered violently, her eyes squeezed shut. 

Luka leaned in to kiss her as she climaxed, letting himself go to cum inside her as well to amplify her pleasure.

Her muffled cry melted into his kiss, a raw, shuddering sound that vibrated against his lips as her body convulsed beneath him. Her legs, locked around him, trembled as she shivered through the remnants of her climax, her nails digging into his shoulders.

He pulled back slowly, breaking the kiss, his breath ragged as he watched her flushed face. Her eyes fluttered open, glassy and dazed, meeting his with a flicker of reluctant admiration. The spell's glow faded from his hands, leaving only the afterglow of their union, her warmth pulsing around him in soft, lingering echoes.

"Got your squeal," he murmured, voice a low, triumphant hum as he brushed a damp strand from her brow. "So, how was that turtle?"

"That… was cheating," he panted, her body still quivering and sated.

"All's fair in taming you girls," Luka sighed. "I should try that next with Alma, however, I don't think it will go as smoothly."

He leaned in again to kiss her, his tongue invading her mouth. 

"You finished?" Alma Elma's voice from behind interrupted them, her tail flicking behind her as she approached the bed.

"Yeah," he breathed. "Mayu over here is happy, isn't she?" 

"Shut up…" she growled, tears glistening in her eyes from her shattered pride. 

"By the way, Alma…" he turned to face the succubus queen. "I wanted to tell you one thing earlier but couldn't."

"Hm? What is it?"

"Can you come with me tonight on a stroll? I want to show you something."

Alma Elma tilted her head. "A stroll?" she echoed, a faint smile curling her lips. "Why not? But…"

He grinned, pulling out of Mayu before easing off the bed and stretching his arms. "You'll see. It's important, okay?"

Mayu stayed dazed on the bed, her chest heaving. "Shit… Senpai you asshole… Notice me…"

"You're just a good fucktoy for now," he grinned, poking her cheek with a playful jab. "How about that?"

She growled, facing him with a glare. "Shut up! Alma, give him a taste of your tail again!"

"Sorry but no," Alma Elma chuckled, flicking a delicate finger against Mayu's sensitive folds, drawing a sharp yelp. "Luka will get eaten by me only if he asks to."

"Anyway, let's go for round two," he beckoned Alma closer, his grin widening with challenge. "Come on! Bring it!"

"Ufufu…♪ I kind of miss the all flustered Luka but…" she leaned on the bed, locking eyes with him. "I don't mind this one either."

"Tch… Senpai you're getting too cocky now." Mayu clicked her tongue but smiled, still dazed from her orgasm, ignoring the beds creaking beside her.

The training stretched on for another hour, Luka honing his resistance against the waves of pleasure Alma Elma unleashed, each moment a test of will and stamina. Soon, night draped its velvet shroud over the world, and leaving the others to tend the house, Luka stepped out into the city with Alma Elma at his side.

The streets unfurled before them, bathed in the silver glow of a waxing moon, the cobblestones glowing from the light beneath their steps. A faint breeze rustled Alma Elma's hair, her tail swaying lazily as she matched his stride.

"So," she murmured, her voice soft. "What is this important thing you're dragging me out to see?" Her crimson eyes flicked to him.

Luka's grin softened, his hands slipping into his pockets as he led her toward the outskirts, where the lights thinned and the shadows deepened. "Patience," he replied. "It's not far now—just trust me."

Alma Elma raised an eyebrow but she didn't push further. They soon reached the outskirts, where the clamor of the city dulled to a distant hum, giving way to the rustle of leaves and the soft sigh of the wind.

The air sharpened with a crisp edge as they stepped past the final huddle of buildings, a small children's park emerging beneath the star-flecked sky. It was a modest haven, unremarkable in its simplicity—a quiet patch nestled in the suburban sprawl.

"This is it," he said, turning to her, his voice dropping to a hush. "This is where I used to play as a kid a while back after school."

"A park?" she blinked, not understanding his intent. "What for?"

Luka stepped forward, his boots crunching faintly on the gravel path as he approached a weathered swing set, its chains glinting faintly in the moonlight. He ran a hand along one of the seats, a faint smile tugging at his lips as memories flickered behind his eyes. "You remember how you went to show me Grand Noah? I was all down and you tried your best to cheer me back up."

"Right," she nodded, a nostalgic smile softening her features. "You were all down after your world was…"

"It all worked out in the end," he shrugged. "What I'm saying is, you tried to help me. Now, I think I get it."

He turned around, facing her fully. "You succubi don't know how to cheer up someone, do you?"

Alma Elma's tail stilled, her crimson eyes narrowing slightly. 

"Succ-chan trying to cheer me up with a date back then… You trying to fuck me the first thing the moment I regain pleasure… Morrigan saying the dumbest shit and the imps waking me up all over me… You all think pleasure is the way to a man's heart, don't you?"

Alma Elma didn't answer immediately, her gaze locked onto him, unreadable.

"That's why you didn't stop when you were devouring me with your tail," he continued. "Because you always see people enjoying it—eventually. Even if they're scared at first, they give in. You thought I would too, so you rolled with it. It was punishment, but also… a way of showing your affection."

Alma Elma's frown softened, her eyes drifting to the swing set, then back to him, a flicker of something unguarded—regret, perhaps—shimmering beneath her usual poise.

"You're not wrong," she admitted at last, her voice quieter than the wind stirring the leaves. She stepped closer, her tail curling loosely around her leg, as though grounding herself. "But that doesn't excuse what I did. I'm not in my world anymore, so none of this matters."

"What are you—"

"You're trying to find excuses for me, Luka," she chuckled, but there was no humor in it. "That's sweet of you. But if you keep forgiving everything—"

"I'm not," he cut her off firmly. "If you think I forget, you're wrong. I remember everything. Too much, actually. That's why I remember the good moments with all of you just as much as the bad."

Alma Elma stared at him for a long moment before exhaling a slow breath. Her usual smirk was absent, her gaze unreadable. "And what do you want me to do with that?"

Luka let out a short, quiet laugh, shaking his head. "I don't know. But I do know this." He gestured to the swings, the empty park around them. "It's little moments that I love the most. All the bad stuff… It matters only because you stay focused on it. You are genuinely trying to love me, even in your own way… No, most of you initially were trying to. Whether it was you, Succ-chan, the imps, the mayor, or even Morrigan trying to be my friend, you had good intentions but very bad execution."

Alma Elma followed his gaze to the swings, then back to him. For a moment, she seemed lost in thought. Then, with a small sigh, she stepped past him and sat down on one of the swings, her fingers curling around the cool metal chains.

Luka sat beside her, letting the silence settle between them. The wind carried the faint scent of rain, the night stretching around them in endless quiet.

"…This is stupid," she muttered, but she didn't get up.

"Why?"

"Because if you really believe that…" Her grip on the chains tightened. "That means you'd rather sacrifice yourself than turn people down."

Luka let out a slow breath. "Because I'm lonely."

Alma Elma's fingers twitched. For a long time, she didn't say anything. Then—softly, without her usual edge—

"Yeah. I know."

"And you're someone I care a lot about, Alma," he chuckled, facing her.

She froze, her eyes meeting his.

"So I forgive you. I don't want you to get sad because of what you did too much. Because soon, we will part ways."

Alma Elma's lips parted slightly before curling into a small, bittersweet smile. "You're right," she murmured. Then, softer, "Thank you, Luka. And… sorry again."

"It's fine, really." He leaned back slightly, gazing up at the stars. "Just… be careful with other people's emotions, I beg you."

"I'll try…♪" she teased, flashing him a smile. For a moment, her tail curled around his waist in a tender manner, their bodies swaying slightly on the swings.

"Anyway, time to go back," he sighed, standing up from his seat. "I have still some time before—"

When suddenly, a flash ignited the city from where his house was. It was bright yet somber at the same time, like a veil covering the city.

"What was that?" Alma Elma stood up, uncoiling her tail from him. 

"Let's check!" he began to sprint toward the house, his pulse racing. 

But after mere steps—

The world shifted. The park vanished. The houses dissolved. In their place sprawled a colossal stadium, its stands erupting with the roars of a throng—hundreds of succubi, their flags snapping in the air, voices rising in a unified chant. Luka staggered, disoriented, his gaze darting across the sea of faces, their eyes glinting with fervor under the stark lights.

"What the fuck—" he started, only to be silenced as a beam of light stabbed down from the sky, searing his vision.

"Welcome, hero. Welcome to this land of dreams," a familiar voice boomed through the arena, resonating in his bones. His eyes adjusted, locking onto a figure ahead—a stunning woman clad in an elegant purple leotard adorned with heart motifs, her smile warm and beckoning.

"Est—!" Luka shouted, recognizing the Nightmare who greeted him with an inviting curve of her lips.

"You finally arrived," another voice purred, unfamiliar yet dripping with allure. He tilted his head up, catching sight of a throne carved from rich wood and plush velvet, perched high above. A woman gazed down at him, her enigmatic smile cutting through the haze.

She descended the stairs, her black skimpy suit clinging to her form, its petal-like design framing her ample chest. Black tights hugged her legs, pink buttons tracing a delicate line below her thighs. Her short white hair, bound by a red headband, swayed with each step, red heels clicking sharply against the stairs. Crimson antenna-like horns arced gracefully as she moved, exuding an unshakable confidence. She extended a hand toward him, her presence a commanding blaze that he couldn't shake his eyes from.

"Praise me, revere me, you are now allowed to bask in my beauty in this Moonlight Festival." she paused, smiling softly at him from above.

"I am the one and only Fulbeua Sina Lestani—"

"—Your salvation."