Chapter 135 Taming a sex demon
Kan's mind was a tumultuous sea of uncertainty and confusion as he cautiously approached the succubus. Every step he took was deliberate, measured, as he sought to avoid any misstep that might trigger her uncontrollable wrath once more.
The succubus observed his approach with a mixture of intrigue and wariness. She had never witnessed someone approach her with such care and caution. Her once malevolent crimson eyes were now a deep, uncertain blue, mirroring the ambiguity of the situation.
The smoke that had surrounded her began to dissipate, and her short horns gradually receded into her raven black hair. Her tail, once a menacing appendage, dwindled into nothingness. Her voluptuous breasts, previously a source of intimidation, now transformed into a captivating allure, full of life. Her lower body took on a more vibrant and seductive form.
Kan's surprise was evident as he witnessed the profound transformation before him. His gaze fixated on her generous bosom, and he couldn't help but lower his eyes to admire her shapely waistline, her hips protruding with inviting grace.
"There's quite a treasure hidden behind those curves," he mumbled to himself, convinced that her ass must be as ample as her hips suggested.
With an attempt to ease the tension in the air, he spoke softly, "Let's take it slow, no anger, no fighting. Let's have a little fun." He inched closer to the succubus, who remained still, her eyes locked onto him.
As he neared her, the allure of her form was undeniable. His primal desires stirred, and he could feel his lower instincts awakening from their slumber. Kan's hands moved towards her, recklessly drawn to her ample breasts. He wanted to explore every inch of her, to possess her.
However, the succubus misinterpreted his advances as a threat. In a swift motion, she grabbed his hands with her left hand and unleashed a thunderous blow to his chest. The impact was so fierce that Kan felt as though his heart might cease beating, blood filling his mouth. The searing pain widened his eyes with agony.
Before he could utter a scream, the succubus released her grip and delivered a powerful kick to his chest. He was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground, creating a cloud of dust in his wake.
Summoning every ounce of strength, Kan dragged himself to his feet from the ground, blood trickling from his mouth, staining the earth below.
Hela mocked him, [That's what you get for following your desires instead of your instincts, my dear].
"Isn't that what you told me to do?" Kan retorted, his frustration evident as he spat out blood. "What went wrong?"
Hela's voice resonated in his mind, [You were too hasty. Exercise patience; her weakness lies in her sensitive areas].
Kan sought clarification, "Sensitive areas, you mean her breasts and… her…?"
[Indeed, her breasts and more. Make her realize the power of what she holds, as she remains untouched, unaware of the significance of what she possesses].
Kan's determination surged. "This seems like a challenging task, but after what I've witnessed, I'm ready to face it head-on."
As he stood up, he confronted the succubus, who had reverted to her former, eerie self, complete with horns, tail, smoke, and crimson eyes.
Hela encouraged him, [Try to at least fondle her breasts, that will suffice, though you can aim for more].
"I will," Kan affirmed, flexing his muscles and neck, preparing for the next confrontation.
Kan realized that the only way to access the succubus's sensitive areas was to endure a series of potentially fatal blows. Violence wasn't the solution, he believed; instead, an intimate connection might be the key.
He approached the succubus once more, speaking in a calming tone, "Violence isn't always the answer. There are other ways we can resolve this, ways that require a more intimate connection."
The succubus, however, paid no heed and lunged at Kan, her intentions far from peaceful. Kan, having no interest in a physically confrontating her, leaped to evade her attack, landing a few meters behind her.
Unrelenting, the succubus turned and charged at him again. As she bore down on him with murderous intent, Kan's focus shifted from defense to an audacious plan.
She aimed a blow with her right hand, but Kan managed to block it with his left.
Simultaneously, his right hand darted toward her chest, a palpable thrill surging through him.
The succubus recognized his intentions and thought he was about to harm her and, with swift precision, thwarted his advance by using her knee to deflect his hand. Before Kan could regain his footing, she followed with another blow aimed at his face, but Kan evaded it by quickly stepping back.
Hela's voice resounded once more, [You were close to success this time].
"Close to losing my face, you mean?" Kan quipped, ready to launch another attempt.
He dashed toward the succubus, while she, still driven by bloodlust, charged toward him again.
Kan observed her approach, her bosom swaying with each stride. He steeled himself and muttered, "It's now or never."
"Going direct is fun but dangerous… this is why I have skills to aid me in the first place," ?????
*Pheromone activated*
With a bold leap, he extended both hands, aiming directly for the succubus's chest.
He was prepared to endure whatever came next, so long as he succeeded in making contact with her most sensitive areas.
Kan's hands landed on the succubus's bountiful breasts, a touch that sent shivers down his spine. At first, it felt somewhat firm, but as he continued to caress and fondle her, her flesh transformed, becoming incredibly soft and silk-like to the touch.
He had expected a retaliatory blow, a reaction to his audacious move, but to his astonishment, it never came. With a mixture of awe and disbelief, he gingerly raised his head to look at the succubus's face, all the while keeping his hands firmly on her breasts.
The once-pale face of the succubus had blossomed into one teeming with life and allure once again. Her once crimson eyes had transitioned into a striking shade of blue, growing even more captivating when observed up close. Her bosom, which his hands had initially barely covered, had swelled, becoming even more generous and impossibly soft.
It glistened with a slick, enticing sheen that only heightened Kan's fascination. The succubus's expression shifted from the previous anger and ferocity to one of acute pleasure. She had never experienced anything as delightful as this, not even the taste of blood could compare.
In response to her newfound pleasure, she parted her pink, wet lips, drawing in air with an intoxicating sensuality. Kan was acutely aware that the succubus was now entirely under his sway.
With a gentle and deliberate motion, Kan stood up, all the while maintaining his hands on her now incredibly ample breasts.
Hela's voice resonated in his mind, [I told you it would work], a note of pride evident in her tone.
Kan couldn't help but smile as he looked into the mesmerizing, deep blue eyes of the succubus. He was irresistibly drawn to her, the allure of her beauty, her newfound pleasure.
As he gazed upon her, some of her ebony hair fell across her milky, radiant skin. Kan, still smiling, tenderly brushed the stray strands of hair away, revealing more of her captivating face.
"You're beautiful," he managed to say, his voice filled with a mix of amazement and admiration.
The succubus, however, remained silent, her sensuous lips gently parting as if she were struggling to articulate her emotions. It was as if the newfound sensations of pleasure and desire had rendered her momentarily speechless.
Hela, impatient and pragmatic as ever, interrupted the moment of admiration, [Are you going to indulge yourself, or will you continue to admire her all day? If you don't act quickly, she might go berserk again.]
Kan was snapped out of his trance. He realized the urgency of the situation; this was a delicate balance, and he had to act swiftly to ensure the succubus remained under his sway.
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