I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 141: Real Form

Kouhei pulled out his cock, his length still throbbing with need. He hadn't reached his climax yet, but he was close—achingly close. His chest heaved as he caught his breath, eyes drifting upward to the night sky. There, projected against the stars, was the monitor displaying the Love Link meter.

The percentages hovered in bold, glowing numbers: 60% for Kouhei and 79% for Yuuna.

They were so close to achieving it.

Suddenly, Yuuna's knees buckled, her body giving out beneath her. She collapsed, her limbs trembling as the entire scene shifted. The serene night park vanished, replaced by the stark, sterile white walls of the container. A rush of liquid pooled beneath her, splashing as she sat there, her legs splayed wide. It looked as if she were shamelessly wetting herself.

Her mouth hung open, pink tongue lolling out as her body quivered. Her brows were knit together, and her eyes were glazed, unfocused, lost in the overwhelming aftermath of pleasure.

"Yuuna-san," Kouhei called, his voice tinged with concern as he gently shook her shoulder, trying to pull her back to reality.

"Fueh...?"

A strange, unintelligible noise escaped her lips, a dazed whimper Kouhei had never heard from her before. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her skin flushed and glistening with sweat.

"O-Oh..." Her eyes slowly widened, awareness creeping back as she took in her surroundings—the pristine white walls of the container, devoid of the night sky or the park's gentle breeze.

"Did we... um, do it?" Yuuna's voice trembled with embarrassment, a deep blush coloring her cheeks. She couldn't believe what she had just displayed before him, losing herself so completely that she had soaked the floor like that.

"We still haven't yet," Kouhei said, his voice steady but his eyes still burning with desire.

"R-Right..." Yuuna's head drooped, her hair falling over her face to hide her flushed expression. She bit her lip, feeling the heat of shame prickling her skin. Kouhei was right—they hadn't completed the Love Link, not fully, not until they climaxed together.

"What... what are we going to do next, Kouhei-kun?" Yuuna's voice was barely above a whisper. Her heart raced as she looked up at him, her eyes vulnerable, expectant. "Since... since you brought us back here, does that mean... you want to do more?"

Kouhei's hand moved to the back of his head, scratching awkwardly as his eyes flicked away, a faint blush tinging his cheeks. "Uh... I don't really have another scenario in mind."

In truth, he had exhausted all his ideas. But there was still one thing he longed for, one lingering desire that refused to leave his mind.

"Actually..." His voice wavered, uncertainty twisting his words as he tried to muster the courage. He took a deep breath before finally letting it out, his eyes locking onto hers. "Can we have sex... in your real form?"

Yuuna's breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in shock. Her body went rigid as his request echoed in her mind.

"You... you want to have sex with me... in my real form?"

Yuuna was a vampire. Not just any vampire, but a noble vampire—a creature of the night, a demon whose true form was something no mortal was meant to witness. Her demonic appearance was terrifying, otherworldly, so different from the beautiful human guise she wore.

Anyone who witnessed it would undoubtedly be horrified, for she was fundamentally different.

But Kouhei wasn't ordinary. He possessed a rare power—the power of bonds. It was an ability that allowed him to strengthen and empower those he connected with, deepening ties that went beyond the physical.

More importantly, Kouhei was the one Yuuna loved. More than anyone else, more than anything in the world. She loved him more than anyone else, so much so that she would go to war—even against those she wished to avoid conflict with—just to protect him.

Yet, despite her overwhelming love, the thought of revealing her true form to him made her heart clench. She was terrified that he would be repulsed, that the sight of her demonic self would forever taint his perception of her.

"A-Are you... are you sure?" Her voice trembled, vulnerability dripping from every word. Her arms wrapped around herself protectively as she cast her gaze downward, avoiding his eyes. "If you see me like that... I'm scared... I'm scared you won't look at me the same way anymore."

"I didn't love you just for your appearance, Yuuna-san," Kouhei's voice was steady, his eyes locked on hers. "Well, maybe that was the first reason I was drawn to you, but as I got to know you, I fell in love with who you truly are."

Yuuna's breath caught in her throat, her chest tightening as her heart began to race. She could feel her pulse pounding in her ears, each beat echoing his words.

Kouhei's gaze softened, his eyes shimmering with unwavering sincerity. "And no matter what form you take, it won't change how I feel. I will still love you."

There was no hesitation, no doubt. The certainty in his voice was unshakable. Even if she was some hideous creature beneath her beautiful facade, Kouhei knew he wouldn't be repulsed. He could feel it deep in his bones.

Yuuna's eyes widened, her breath hitching as she looked into his eyes. There was no fear, no revulsion—only a raw, earnest desire. He truly wanted to see her real form, to love her entirely, even to the point of making love to her as she truly was.

But fear gripped her heart, its icy fingers wrapping around her chest, squeezing until she could barely breathe. She knew too well the consequences of revealing her true form to humans. Once, by accident, she had been seen by a group of students. They screamed the moment they saw her real form. It wasn't just fear—it was visceral, gut-wrenching terror. Their faces had twisted in horror, eyes wide with panic, their bodies trembling as they scrambled to flee. Misuzu had erased their memories, wiping away every trace of the incident. If anyone ever discovered their secret, their minds would be erased without hesitation. But the memory of their horror remained, burned into her mind. She knew she must have looked monstrous, terrifying enough to drive them into madness.

"It's okay if you don't want to," Kouhei's voice cut through the suffocating fear, his tone gentle and understanding. "I'm not going to force you."

His kindness broke through her defenses, chipping away at the wall she had built around her heart. Yuuna looked up, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of fear and hope.

"I... I will show you..." she whispered, her voice trembling as she pushed herself up from where she sat. Her legs were still wet, droplets of water trailing down her thighs and splattering onto the floor. "I will show you my real form. But... promise me you won't..."

"I won't," Kouhei interrupted, his voice firm, resolute. There wasn't a hint of hesitation. His eyes burned with conviction. Nothing could ever make him see her as a monster.

Yuuna's shoulders relaxed, her chest rising and falling as she exhaled a shaky breath. She closed her eyes, gathering her courage. Then, her body began to glow.

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A crimson radiance enveloped her, the light intensifying until her silhouette was swallowed by its brilliance. The air around her crackled with energy, vibrating with a deep, resonant hum. Kouhei shielded his eyes as the light grew blinding, the sheer intensity forcing him to look away. The temperature in the container spiked, heat washing over him in waves.

Then, just as suddenly as it appeared, the glow faded. The light dimmed, the crimson aura evaporating into thin air, leaving behind a faint shimmer that danced around her figure.

When Kouhei looked again, his breath caught in his throat. Yuuna stood before him, her real form revealed.

"I... I hope you won't look at me like I'm some kind of monster," she whispered, crossing her arms over her midriff as if to shield herself from his gaze. Her voice was fragile, quivering with fear and vulnerability.

Kouhei's eyes widened, his heart skipping a beat. She was... breathtaking. Not just beautiful—she was otherworldly, ethereal. The words slipped from his lips before he could stop them.

"Y-You're beautiful..."

"Eh?"

Yuuna's eyes went wide, her mouth falling open. She had prepared herself for him to scream, to recoil in horror. But his expression was one of awe, his eyes shimmering with admiration.

"Are... are you sure I look beautiful?" she stammered, disbelief coloring her words. "You're not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?"

Kouhei shook his head, his gaze unwavering. "No. I truly mean it. You look... incredibly beautiful, Yuuna-san."

And he meant every word. Her true form was mesmerizing.

Her hair had turned to liquid gold, cascading down her back in shimmering waves that seemed to glow with an inner light. Her eyes burned with an intense, fiery crimson, pupils sharp and feline, radiating an eerie, mesmerizing glow. Her skin had paled to an alabaster white, so pale it was almost translucent, veins faintly visible beneath the delicate surface. But instead of making her look sickly, it only served to enhance the vividness of her hair and eyes, creating a striking, almost surreal contrast.

Her lips were lush, tinged with a faint blush that stood out starkly against her pale skin. And when she spoke, her sharp fangs glinted, the pointed tips adding an exotic, predatory allure. She looked like a creature from another world—beautiful and terrifying, ethereal and dangerous.

Yuuna's heart raced, her mind reeling. She had been so sure he would scream, that he would look at her with disgust or horror. But his expression was gentle, his eyes full of warmth and admiration.

She realized then that Kouhei was different. He had faced monsters, battled the supernatural, and seen things that would have driven most people insane. To him, her appearance was not something to be feared. It was just another part of her.

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Yuuna felt the fear that had gripped her heart slowly melt away, replaced by a warmth that spread through her chestm.