I Took A Succubus's First Time

The Love Link was just within reach.

It was tangible, electric, and waiting to burst into life.

Inside the subconscious world, Yui and Kouhei hovered on the very edge of that divine threshold.

Their souls entwined, their bodies moving in perfect sync, trembling under the heat of climax.

At the same time, in the real world, Yui's physical body was also nearing that point with her breathing shallow and her limbs twitching with need.

"Ah...~"

She let out a soft, breathy moan, her lips parting as her fingers moved delicately between her legs, gliding along her soaked folds while her other hand kneaded her breasts with practiced rhythm.

'Ahhh... I didn't think... that touching myself like this, out in the cold snow, would feel so damn good...~ You're too devilish, Okumura-senpai~... For throwing me into something like this. This is your fault, you know... for making me end up in this mess in the first place...'

And it was true. Kouhei had been the one to bring her here, to drag her into this.

He was the one who asked her to help revive him from the dead, the one who needed her.

But still… she hadn't expected things to spiral like this.

'Still... no matter how twisted it sounds, I can't fight it anymore... I guess... I really do like you, senpai~...'

It wasn't a simple love. Not sweet and not gentle.

No, what she felt for him was something twisted.

Something deep and hungry, something dark and real.

The others—Hina, Yuuna, Nagisa, and Aria—were feeling it too.

That storm of sensation... the pressure building and building inside them until it was unbearable.

The orgasm wasn't just personal anymore... all of it... it was shared. It flowed between them through the Sensory Sharing, binding them in a web of pleasure that spanned their minds and bodies.

Thanks to Hina's power, they were connected with every tremor, every pulse and every twitch of pleasure Yui experienced rippled through the others like an electric wave.

The sensation began to crush down on them, like a massive tide surging toward shore.

It was overwhelming, slow yet suffocating, dragging their bodies into climax step by aching step.

Their bodies started to respond... shivering, clenching, grinding against invisible touch.

Then, suddenly, their eyes began to glow, the soft, radiant light pouring from their pupils, marking the moment as more than just release.

Their manas surged. Auras spilled from their bodies like colored mist, shimmering as they floated through the cold air.

Meanwhile, in the subconscious realm, Kouhei and Yui were nearing the same edge.

Kouhei's cock was buried to the base inside her slick, squeezing pussy, the tip pressing so deep it was kissing the tight ring of muscle nestled at the farthest end of her walls.

It was trembling—pulsing—ready to explode.

Yui's cunt had clenched down with incredible strength, like her body was trying to keep him inside, to milk him completely dry.

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...~ I-It feels good, senpai...! You're feeling it too, aren't you...? Senpai..."

Yui's breath hitched with every movement, her voice high and cracking from the intensity.

Kouhei let out a guttural groan, the sound scraping from deep in his throat as the sensitive crown of his cock was crushed and stroked by the tightest, deepest part of her body.

He was right at the edge.

It felt impossible not to cum now.

But the Love Link—that had to come first.

He clenched his jaw, gritting his teeth so hard they felt like they'd crack under pressure.

He had to hold on—just a little longer. He had to wait for her.

"Ahhh, s-senpai...~ I'm about to fly...~ Ahhhhh, I'm... I'm cumming... Cumming...~ Ahhhh...~ L-Let's... do it together... Together, with everyone...~"

Her eyes morphed into heart shapes, her voice trembling, her moan cracking as her pussy squeezed even tighter with her body vibrating around him.

She was there.

"Ahhh..."

Kouhei's body couldn't resist anymore. His muscles locked, his hips snapped upward.

"Ngh...!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~!!!"

Their voices mingled and echoed, bouncing off the subconscious walls as both of them climaxed at the exact same moment.

And then, the air around them shifted.

From both their bodies, their auras erupted, wild, radiant streams of mana that swirled and danced around them.

The vibrant energies wrapped around one another, twisting and spinning into spirals of white, blue, gold. They were blinding and beautiful.

Their aura danced upward, racing toward the ceiling above them, breaking through into the skies.

A massive, towering pillar of light formed—stacking energy atop energy as their Love Link reached its zenith.

At that very moment, in the real world—

Hina and the others gasped, moaned, and trembled as the wave struck them.

They were connected now.

Yui... Hina... Yuuna... Nagisa... Aria...

Their bodies jerked.

"Nghhh...~"

"Ah..."

"Nnnn..."

"Ahhnnn..."

"Hnnnnn~..."

All five of them orgasmed in perfect unison.

And just like that, the Connective Love Link was achieved.

The result was that their mana exploded back to full power—no, more than full—it overflowed, pouring out from every pore like molten starlight.

"E-Everyone... push all of your mana into the platform! Leave nothing behind!" Hina shouted, her voice strained as her thighs still trembled from the aftermath of climax.

They were weak in body, but strong in purpose.

One by one, Yui, Hina, Yuuna, Nagisa, and Aria placed their hands on the platform with their fingers glowing with energy, palms hot with power.

Even through the aftershocks, they didn't hesitate.

They gave it all.

***

"Okumura-senpai..." Yui whispered softly, still seated atop Kouhei's lap, their bodies pressed together in the calm aftermath. "We did it..."

The Connective Love Link was complete.

And in the real world, the ritual to bring Kouhei back had begun.

"Even if it was short... I'm glad I got to experience this with you," she said, her voice trembling with emotion, a quiet smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"You're talking like we'll never see each other again..."

"Fufufufu~ Would you miss it if we didn't?" she teased.

Kouhei exhaled slowly.

"I still don't know if I can trust you... but I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel anything about this."

"Fufufu... Don't worry, senpai... I'll always be around. Watching you. You're interesting, after all... such a curious, unpredictable human."

And then, without warning, the dreamscape around him began to blur.

Colors faded. Edges softened. The warmth of her touch started to vanish.

Everything was dissolving into light.

Was this... what revival felt like?

"Goodbye for now, senpai... See you in the real world."

Her voice echoed faintly in the distance.

And then, everything turned to black.

***

Kouhei opened his eyes.

But instead of light, color, or anything familiar—there was only darkness.

An all-consuming blackness surrounded him, infinite and suffocating. There was no sky, no ground. No direction. No sound.

Just… nothing.

"Huh…?"

His voice echoed hollowly, disappearing into the void like a stone dropped into a bottomless abyss.

He looked down and saw his own body. He was naked, pale, and floating.

He wasn't falling.

He wasn't flying either.

He simply hovered in place, suspended by some invisible force within this space of pure nothingness.

It felt like time itself didn't exist here.

There were no stars, no glimmers of hope. Only him.

He was the only thing that existed in this eerie vacuum.

"Where… am I?" he murmured, his breath hitching.

And then, out of the void—like a faint ripple on a still surface—he heard it.

"Kouhei."

A voice.

Soft.

Feminine.

Familiar.

It sent a jolt down his spine.

"Hina-san…?"

His heart skipped a beat. He turned, twisting in the thick space around him.

"Kouhei?" the voice came again—this time louder, more urgent, laced with worry. "Where are you?!"

"Where are you, Hina-san?!"

His voice cracked, echoing through the vast darkness.

He tried to move toward the sound, but it was like moving through heavy syrup.

His arms and legs met resistance at every turn, as if the very air had become molasses.

It was thick.

Heavy.

Clinging to his skin and slowing his every motion.

It wasn't air—it was like swimming through mud.

But he pushed forward, teeth gritted, muscles strained.

Every inch he moved was a battle, but he kept going—desperate to reach the source of the voice that called to him.

"Hina-san!" he shouted again, louder this time.

"Kouhei!" she called out, her voice overlapping with his in the emptiness, the sound vibrating through the dark like two souls trying to find each other across an endless ocean.

And then—

Something brushed against him from behind.

A soft, gentle contact.

He gasped, and slowly turned around.

His eyes widened.

There she was.

A woman with flowing white hair that shimmered softly despite the lack of light. Her presence alone seemed to push back the void around them. Her bare skin glowed faintly, as if lit from within.

It was her.

The one he loved.

"Hina-san…"

The name slipped from his lips like a breath he didn't know he was holding.

She stood frozen, her pale eyes locked onto his. Her expression trembled as a flood of emotions washed over her.

And then, slowly, tears welled up in her eyes, glistening like diamonds in the dark.

A small, fragile smile crept onto her lips, quivering with raw emotion.

"Hic… h…"

She broke.

Sobs spilled out of her, but her smile stayed—shining through the tears like sunlight breaking through storm clouds.

It wasn't sadness.

It was joy.

Relief.

Hope.

"Kouhei…" she whispered, and without waiting, she reached out to him and threw her arms around his body.

Their naked skin met in a warm, vulnerable embrace. Even in this place of endless black, he could feel her.

The heat of her body.

The beat of her heart.

The way she trembled against him.

And yes… she was completely naked. Just like him.

But there was no room for embarrassment.

Not now.

Not in this moment.

"I missed you…" she choked out, voice muffled against his neck. "I really, really missed you…"

He wrapped his arms around her tighter, burying his face in her hair. The scent, the softness, the weight of her presence—it was all real.

This wasn't just a dream.

She was here.

All of this… it was only possible because of her. Because of her power. She had reached into this darkness—into the void that separated life and death—just to find him.

To lead him back.

To bring him home.

"I missed you too, Hina-san…" he whispered, voice low and full of emotion.

And just like that…

After nearly ten agonizing days lost in the dark—

Kouhei and Hina were together again.