Episode 4: The Price Is Breaking In a Virgin
Hans.
It's been nearly ten years since Lady Lara, the second Demon King, declared war on humanity.
That guy, who had barely made his presence known until now, suddenly started to stand out.
First, he single-handedly defeated the second corps commander who was guarding a supply base for the kingdom's army.
Then, he killed an officer who was secretly brainwashing and occupying a port city, with his sword.
That's when it started.
It was then that his name began to catch my attention, appearing in every report from my subordinates.
At the time, I simply thought there was just another headache besides the hero's party.
But the more I heard about him, the more interesting this man Hans became.
He was different from any human I'd ever met on the battlefield.
Unlike soldiers who pick up weapons with at least a sense of duty,
Hans picked up a weapon solely to satisfy his own desires.
Money, status, lust.
His desires even reached out to the hero's companions.
When I received the report that the saintess herself was riding a man, I was quite shocked.
At the same time, I thought I had to bring this man Hans to our side.
This war has already been going on for nearly ten years.
While the situation is still favorable for our army, the fierce resistance from the humans means we're taking significant losses too.
We started this war in the first place.
Even for the warlike demons, if a war drags on this long without any sign of ending, morale is bound to drop.
On the other hand, the humans never give up, no matter how unfavorable things get.
If all they had left was a sense of duty and survival instinct, it wouldn't have taken this long.
They still had the hero as their focal point.
Compared to the first hero who perished together with the first Demon King 500 years ago, this one is far less skilled.
But the holy sword he wields and his excellent companions are still a threat.
Above all, the hope that the hero gives them.
Unless that is extinguished, the humans' struggle will not easily stop.
That's why Hans's existence was an unexpected joker for us.
"To think he'd steal the hero's companions."
He easily crushed the embers of hope that humans believed in as their last resort.
When the hero's momentum is broken, so is the morale of the humans.
It could turn the tide of this stagnant war.
So I decided to recruit Hans.
Use him to break the hero's body and mind beyond recovery, and finally end this seemingly endless war.
If he refused, I could just eliminate him on the spot.
Yes.
For 500 years, this body has existed solely for the Demon King's victory.
If it's for that, what does sacrificing this body matter?
I was prepared for that, but-
"Of course, it's sex."
I never thought he'd actually demand my body.
I wondered if he was trying to mock me.
But the thing dangling between his legs was loudly proclaiming his owner's sincerity.
I'd never even seen a demon male's thing, let alone a human's.
The way the veins bulged and it twitched, it looked almost like a living creature.
Are all males' things like that?
Or is he special?
"Haa."
I took a deep breath to clear my mind.
What should I do?
Instead of increasing the number of threats, maybe it's better to eliminate one here.
Now, when he's naked and defenseless, is the perfect opportunity.
But I wasn't in perfect condition either.
Could I really kill Hans in this minimally armed state, which I'd chosen to better hide my presence?
He's the man who defeated two of the Demon King's main forces. I couldn't underestimate him just because he was off guard.
If I forced a fight and things got messy, the hero and the others might barge in, which would be a disaster.
But running away without doing anything would be a blow to my pride.
Think positively.
Compared to the gain of bringing him to our side, this body is a cheap price to pay.
"Fine. If giving up my body is enough to recruit you, it's a cheap price."
For some reason, I couldn't help but notice how his thing twitched happily at my acceptance.
As I undressed, layer by layer, in front of the bed, I could feel his lecherous gaze.
As if he were looking at me like a brothel prostitute...
This body, which in the demon realm no one would dare even meet my eyes.
When I undid the last string, the robe I'd wrapped around myself fell to the floor with a thud.
In the dim darkness, my bare skin-never shown to my subordinates or even the Demon King-was engraved into a human man's eyes.
I could feel his intense gaze licking over every inch of my body.
"Kh."
Suppressing my rising shame, I took off my jewelry-bracelets, earrings-and stored them in another dimension, just like my pipe.
"Hm?"
As I was taking off my jewelry, I suddenly noticed the sword standing next to the bed.
Hans's sword?
He uses a grand weapon.
But what is this sense of déjà vu?
The sudden feeling bothered me, but I didn't have time to dwell on it.
Pushing aside the discomfort in my chest, I turned to Hans, completely naked.
With my last bit of pride, I covered my nipples and between my legs with my hands.
But his thing only stood up more stiffly toward the sky.
"I really don't get what males like."
I'd always maintained my figure to keep my authority.
But it wasn't for showing off to some vulgar man like this.
As I gently lay back on the bed, the unfamiliar firmness of the mattress, so different from my own in the Demon King's castle, pressed against my shoulders and hips.
"Is there something you don't like?"
"No, nothing."
"I've never been obsessed with purity, but to lose my first time in such a shabby place..."
But I couldn't complain.
If I suggested moving to my room in the Demon King's castle, he might get suspicious and change his mind.
"Hm. Hmph."
Seeing the sleeping saintess's profile beside me brought back the images of Hans and the saintess making love earlier.
There wasn't a trace of priestly purity or nobility in the way the saintess straddled a man and acted so shamelessly.
"They say the first time is painful."
I'd often heard from my subordinate succubi that the first time is very painful.
Given how chatty they are, I'm sure they exaggerated.
"It's my first time, so I hope you'll be gentle. Hyah!?"
But for some reason, Hans, who'd been breathing heavily, suddenly leapt onto the bed and on top of me.
That made me let out an involuntary, disordered sound.
For a moment, I wondered if he was taking advantage of my defenselessness to attack, and gathered magic in my hand.
"Hngh!"
A strange pressure hit my chest.
Taking advantage of the moment I moved my hand from my chest to gather magic, Hans grabbed my exposed breasts.
Maybe he didn't hear my request, but his rough hands dug into my flesh as if to crush it.
"Kuh, uh. I-I said, be gentle, ngh!?"
Ignoring my words, he started moving his hands on my breasts, and my waist arched as if a current ran through my whole body.
'W-what is this?'
Before I could even process the unfamiliar sensation, similar feelings kept coming.
"You're sensitive. Aren't you feeling a bit too much for your first time?"
"Who said I was feeling anything? I was just a little surprised. As if I'd react to a human's touch, ngh..."
"For someone not feeling it, you're making some pretty cute noises."
"Kh!"
This guy, treating my breasts like a toy...
"If I touch you like this here..."
"Hngh."
His fingers, which had been kneading my breasts, suddenly brushed over my nipple.
Despite myself, a moan escaped and my body trembled.
I, who am called the strongest in the Demon King's army after the Demon King himself...
To think I'm being toyed with by a mere human man.
At this rate, I'm no different from the saintess lying next to me.
No.
I will never act coy for a human male.
It's only a moment's humiliation.
Once this is over and he's under me, I'll make sure he never runs his mouth again.
As he toyed with my breasts on the bed, I stewed in thoughts of revenge against him.
In that short time, my whole body heated up as if I'd been overworked, and my breathing grew ragged.
'It's wet down there...'
While he played with my breasts, my lower half kept tingling, so I rubbed my thighs together and felt a strange dampness.
Sticky and slippery, unlike sweat.
It wasn't hard to recall that this was the "love juice" succubi talked about.
A substance secreted from a woman's genitals during sex.
I'd heard succubi say they got wet when they felt it.
I... got wet?
Did I, to a male's touch?
No way.
This is just a physiological reaction.
"How long are you going to keep playing with my breasts? If you want to put it in, just do it and get it over with."
"You have to loosen up with foreplay like this, or it'll hurt more when we get to the main event."
"I know that much! It's not like I'm doing this because I want to be with you!"
My voice, uncharacteristically, was tinged with emotion.
If I didn't do this, I felt like my mind would break.
"I don't need your consideration, just get your filthy desires out and end this farce!"
"I was just trying to be considerate."
Still, maybe my resistance worked, because he finally let go of my breasts and pulled back.
But even then, he didn't move on to the main act.
"What are you doing?"
I spread my legs, and Hans stuck his head between them.
He didn't answer.
I just felt an odd sensation as he fumbled down below.
"Hey, what are you doing down there... huh?!"
Just as I tried to sit up, a warm breath touched my most sensitive spot.
Goosebumps ran all over my body.
"W-wait."
Before I could stop him, something soft and slippery-not a finger-pushed inside.
"Slurp. For all your big talk, you're really wet."
"You-!"
Hans peeked up at me from between my legs with an infuriating smile.
I wanted to turn him to ashes on the spot, but at this moment, the shame of exposing myself to him outweighed my anger.
Apparently unsatisfied with just a taste, he pushed that wicked tongue back into my slit.
The pleasure was several times stronger than when he played with my breasts, shooting up my spine.
"Ahh! W-wait, stop, hngh!"
Pleasure crashed over me relentlessly, and I reflexively tried to push his head away.
But Hans only held my legs tighter and dug into me even more with his tongue.
In the end, my second attempt at resistance didn't last, and my upper body collapsed back onto the bed.
With even that little resistance gone, Hans's tongue explored my insides more freely, like a fish in water.
He licked the same spot persistently.
Sometimes he changed it up, exploring different directions.
He even tested how deep he could go by sticking his tongue in as far as possible.
What made me angry was how honestly my body responded to every move of his tongue.
The lewd, wet sounds echoing in the room made it feel like he could hear how much I was feeling.
"Slurp. Your lower mouth is a lot more honest than the one up top."
"S-shut up!"
As Hans's tongue toyed with me-
"Hnngh!?"
Suddenly, my lower belly burned and my mind went blank for a moment.
I wondered if this was another kind of pleasure.
But unlike normal pleasure, this feeling started to build up somewhere in my body, growing uncontrollably.
"This... ahh, it's weird, my body's heating up... like something's swelling inside... haah..."
"Feel like you're going to cum?"
"Ah! C-cum?"
Cum.
Succubi say that's a metaphor for orgasm.
And then, belatedly, I realized.
What I'd just said gave this man the perfect timing.
"Slurp, slurp, slurp."
"Ahh! If you go that rough all of a sudden...!"
His tongue moved rapidly in and out.
He pressed his lips to my entrance, greedily sucking up every drop of juice that leaked out.
"Chubobobop. Chuuuuuup."
"S-stop, enough-"
With his rougher caresses, the pleasure built up even faster.
My lower belly burned like it was on fire, and my breath caught in my throat.
I didn't even have the energy to speak properly.
My head fell back, and my hips moved on their own, craving his tongue.
And then-
"I'm-cumming...!"
The pleasure that had gathered in my belly exploded, sending a powerful wave through my whole body.
My hips bucked as if I'd been electrocuted, and my hands gripped the bedsheet.
"Haa... haa..."
Even after the climax passed, the afterglow lingered, and I stared blankly at the ceiling.
Only then did I realize I'd wrapped my legs around Hans's head at the moment of climax.
"Phew..."
The man who'd brought me to my first climax slowly sat up and looked down at me with a broad smile.
"You came big. Seeing you feel that much makes it worth it for me too."
"Haa, ngh."
I had plenty of things to say in return, but I didn't have the strength.
"You're not tired already, are you? The main event hasn't even started."
He didn't seem interested in waiting for me.
"You're the one who said to hurry up, so I'll start right away, okay?"
His mischievous grin was at odds with the fierce thing between his legs, trembling violently.
It was so much bigger than his fingers or tongue.
That thing was about to go inside me.
I should have felt disgusted.
But instead of cooling down after climaxing, my body only felt hotter.
"Ngh..."
Before I could catch my breath, his thing pressed against my entrance.
Maybe because I'd just climaxed, even a light touch sent a jolt up my back.
Squish
As the tip forced its way in, my hips lifted off the bed.
That long, thick thing forced open my narrow passage.
I could vividly feel him invading the forbidden area his tongue couldn't reach.
"Ah, ahh...!"
The pain of something I'd never felt before made my vision blur, and my hands gripped the sheet tightly.
Tears welled up and ran down my cheeks.
So this is what it means to lose your virginity.
Turns out the succubi's chatter wasn't an exaggeration at all.
"Haa... haa..."
After some time passed following penetration, the pain gradually subsided.
Rather, as time went on, my insides contracted around his thing, and I could feel its shape, even the veins, clearly.
This is a man's, a male's penis.
It hurt so much at first, like I was being torn apart.
But compared to how terrifying it looked, it was bearable.
And when I glanced at Hans's face, he looked more strained than before.
"Hmph. All that noise for nothing. I expected more, given how cocky you were."
At my words, he swept his sweat- and juice-soaked bangs back and said,
"Whew. Oh, really? Then I'll put the rest in too?"
"Huh?"
It wasn't all the way in...?
Squish
"Ah, ahh?!"
There was no time to stop him.
What I thought was all the way in pushed even deeper inside without effort.
With the merciless thrust of that spear tip, my insides were pierced with no resistance.
Pleasure and pain tangled together, and I thought I might lose my mind.
And then-
The moment his thing, which easily filled me up, pressed deep inside with his weight-
"?!?!"
Beeeeep-
My vision went white, and a sharp ringing filled my ears for a moment.
Just from being penetrated, I came again.