Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 588: [Bonus ^_____^ 500 PS] Register Each other!

”~mmm~” Nightfire groaned as her eyelids fluttered open, her vision gradually focusing on the familiar ceiling, ”Hmm... I’m back?” she mumbled groggily, taking in her surroundings.

The last thing she remembered was the unbearable hunger—her fingers trying desperately to satisfy the ache in her flower, yet failing miserably. The hunger had overwhelmed her so completely that her mind had short-circuited, plunging her into unconsciousness. ’Do you know what happened?’ she inwardly asked Ashara.

But there was no response.

”Looks like she’s already asleep,” Nightfire muttered to herself, letting out a faint sigh. Then, she noticed a strange sensation—a cool breeze where there shouldn’t have been one. She frowned and glanced down, only to freeze at the sight of her bare, exposed pussy.

”What the fuck?” she whispered, horrified.

Her dark black pussy was on full display, and worse, she was sitting in a massive pool of her own nectar. The sheer amount was staggering—enough to form what looked like a small pond beneath her.

”Disgusting!” Nightfire grimaced, her face twisting in revulsion.

She had always been meticulous, almost obsessive, about cleanliness.

Even though this mess was her own, the sight was still utterly revolting to her.

Carefully, she shifted away from the puddle, muttering to herself, ”Great, now I’ve got a hell of a cleanup to do before Ashara wakes up.”

She rubbed her flower absentmindedly, surprised by the absence of the familiar itch that usually plagued her.

”What the hell happened?” she murmured, inspecting her body for any signs of injury or abnormalities. Yet, there was nothing—no marks, no pain, no lingering discomfort, only a strange, calming relief.

Without hesitation, she stripped off her clothes, balled them up, and tossed them aside. The soaked sheets and quilt followed. ”No way I’m sleeping in that,” she muttered, her voice sharp with disdain. Burning the bedding was the only acceptable option for her, even if it meant buying a new set.

She was a succubus, yes, but she prided herself on being clean and neat!

After replacing the quilt and setting the soiled ones ablaze in a magical fire, she dusted off her hands and admired her spotless handiwork. ”Much better,” she said with a nod of approval, before heading toward the bathroom to freshen up.

Just as she reached the door,

Thud!

The bathroom door swung open, and Aether emerged, clad in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was still damp, and he was ruffling it with one hand, droplets of water trailing down his toned chest.

”OH!” Nightfire exclaimed, startled. Her wide eyes quickly narrowed as she regained her composure.

”What are you doing here? Oh, wait...” Her gaze shifted downward, noticing the telltale dampness on his towel. A sudden thought struck her, and her eyes widened in disbelief. ”Don’t tell me... Did you—did you fuck me? For real?”

Her voice rose in shock as the realization hit her. Her mind raced, piecing together the clues. ”That would explain... everything. Damn it! I wasn’t even awake!” She growled inwardly, a mix of frustration and disappointment flashing across her face.... She just missed her first time!

’And I am still sane?’ she wondered about that too.

Aether chuckled softly, even though she was naked, she wasn’t even concerned about it, typical succubus.

He approached her. Before she could react, his hands slid around her hips, pulling her close.

Nightfire’s surprise turned into sultriness. ”Oh my~” she purred, her hands snaking around his neck. ”Looks like someone finally gets me~. So, show me the cock that plunged into my pussy last night~.” She traced a finger down his chest, pressing her lips against his bare skin.

Aether’s chuckle deepened as he ruffled her hair gently. ”Nightfire.”

”Hmm?” She tilted her head, her smile coy and teasing.

”Shut the fuck up with that lovey-dovey act,” Aether said with the same smiling tone.

Nightfire froze, her playful facade shattering instantly. Her expression twisted into an annoyed scowl.

”That’s more like it,” Aether said, nodding in satisfaction. His grip on her hips tightened as he continued, ”You and I both know how succubi work. You fake emotions to lure in your prey. I’m not falling for that shit, and frankly, I’m not interested in playing along.”