Succumania

"You know… If you could at least remove the body before leaving the bathroom…" Alma Elma sighed heavily as she took a sip from a cup of black coffee. "I nearly had a heart attack seeing Luka floating in the tub like that."

"I apologize," Vinum muttered, spreading butter on her toast. "I forgot about that one after dumping the dozen others from his bedroom."

Alma's eye twitched. "Also…" she winced, glancing over. "You're gonna stay clinging to him like that all morning?"

Sure enough, the petite succubus was perched right on Luka's lap, her small frame comfortably nestled against him while he tried—and failed—to eat breakfast in peace.

"My dick hurts a lot," he said with a heavy sigh. "Like, a lot ."

"Hm," Vinum hummed indifferently, taking another bite of toast.

"It's your fault, you damn loli!" He flicked the back of her head with a finger. "So if you could get off my lap, that'd be great!"

Vinum barely flinched, chewing her toast as she tilted her head to look at him. "And I had to get rid of your bodies without using the Manticore. It was tedious and annoying, we all have problems," she said as she wiggled slightly on his lap, making him wince.

"Ow—stop that!" Luka groaned, shoving a piece of bacon in his mouth to distract himself. "You're like a gremlin with no off switch."

Alma Elma smirked over her coffee cup, leaning back in her chair. "If she ate you that many times, maybe I could have a bite once in a while, no?" she said with a wink.

Luka eyed her warily. "Actually…" he muttered lowly, "I had an idea but we'll talk about it later, I'm not ready."

Vinum swallowed her bite and smirked, sliding off his lap with a dramatic little hop onto the floor. "An idea to power her up?" she said, brushing crumbs off her hands. "Because I can already feel stronger with the amount you've given me." She grabbed another piece of toast and plopped into a chair next to him.

Luka rubbed his sore thighs, grimacing as he chewed his bacon. "Yeah, well, you're welcome."

Alma Elma raised an eyebrow, setting her cup down. "An idea, huh? Now I'm curious," she said, leaning forward with a sly grin. "Don't keep me waiting too long, Luka. I might get hungry."

Vinum smirked, munching her toast. "He's got plenty to share," she said glancing at him. "His taste gets addictive too."

"Stop talking about me like I'm food," Luka grumbled, pointing his fork at her. "I'm not a buffet. And you—" he turned to Alma, "—don't get any ideas yet."

"I'm half-joking anyway," Alma Elma laughed, resting her chin on her hand. "But after getting beat up so badly, I'm feeling a little weak…"

"You healed fully?" Luka blinked, surprised. She still had straps on her wings and arms, but she moved like nothing was wrong.

"Almost," she replied with a sigh. "Nina told me I can't move too much until she gives the okay."

"Hm," he nodded slowly before returning to his plate. "By the way, what about Lilith?"

"Well…" Alma chuckled, looking off to the side. "I saw her yesterday in Nina's lab and…"

"And?"

"She was getting used as a test subject for all kinds of sex toys Nina had… She told me it was her punishment."

"Nina has sex toys?" Luka asked, his fork pausing midair.

"A whole collection. Bigger than mine," Alma sighed.

Luka stared at her for a second, then shook his head. "Didn't see that coming," he muttered, shoving another bite of bacon in his mouth. "I thought she would just treat her nicely…"

"Well, it doesn't seem that way," Alma chuckled, twirling her spoon in her coffee. "Though I didn't mind seeing her getting pumped by that machine."

Luka blinked. "She what?"

"Nothing…♪" Alma sang innocently, hiding her grin behind her coffee cup.

Luka squinted at her, chewing slowly. "What kind of machine?"

Alma waved a hand, her grin widening. "Oh, just a little thing with pumps and straps. She didn't look happy but she'll live."

Vinum, deep in thought, suddenly spoke. "Hm… I never focused my research on male prostate orgasms," 

Luka nearly choked on his bacon. "Get that idea out of your head right now," he pointed a finger at her, glowing brightly.

"It was a joke, boy," she chuckled. "I have my tail for that."

"THAT THING IS WAY TOO BIG!" he shouted, nearly choking on his bacon.

Alma burst out laughing, nearly spilling her coffee as she clutched the table. 

"Hey, everyone, what are you talking about?" Eva's voice cut in as she strolled into the kitchen, already dressed in her outdoor gear.

"Oh, hey Eva," Alma said, still giggling.

Eva raised an eyebrow, looking between Alma's grin, Luka's flushed face, and Vinum's smug expression. "What'd I miss?" she asked, grabbing an apple from the counter and taking a bite.

"Nothing you need to know," Luka muttered, sinking lower in his chair and stabbing his bacon like it owed him money.

"Cool, so you can help me then?" Eva said, slinging an arm around his shoulders with a grin.

"What do you want?" he deadpanned, shrugging her off. "I confiscated that cash you swiped for a reason."

Eva pouted, leaning against the counter as she took another bite of her apple. "Come on, don't be stingy! I just need a little help with something small. Tiny, even!"

"Tiny like your morals?" he shot back, raising an eyebrow as he chewed.

"Ouch," Alma said, smirking into her coffee. "He's got you there."

Eva stuck her tongue out at Alma, then turned back to Luka. "It's not about money this time, promise," she said, holding up her free hand like she was swearing an oath. "I need backup for a quick job. Easy stuff."

Luka froze, and his eyes widened. "A job? You?"

"Yes! Is it that surprising?" she growled.

Everyone nodded in the room, even Vinum.

Eva groaned, throwing her hands in the air. "Okay, screw all of you. I'll just ask someone else."

"Fine," Luka chuckled. "What's the job?"

Eva grinned, her sunglasses falling down on her nose. "Ever heard of 'retrieval specialists'?

The detective squinted his eyes. "...So stealing then?"

"Nooo," Eva dragged out, waving her hands. "It's more like… liberating things from the wrong hands."

"So stealing."

"Stop making this more complicated," Eva huffed.

"Why do I feel like I'm going to regret this…" Luka sighed as he stood up from his chair and grabbed his jacket.

Eva patted his shoulder. "Don't worry! If we succeed, you get to buy the cake to celebrate!"

Luka gave her a flat look. "Of course, you're not going to buy it…"

"You catch on quick, my associate!" she chirped, already heading for the door.

"I'm not your associate," he grumbled, zipping his jacket. "Lead the way."

Eva bounced ahead, her boots clicking on the floor as she spun around to face him, walking backward. "It's gonna be fun, I promise!" she said, tossing her apple core into a trash bin without looking. "Quick in, quick out. No mess."

The black fluffy trim of her red jacket flapped in the breeze, matching the wild bounce of her long, fluffy brown ponytail. Her jacket hung open, and Luka stopped dead, wincing as he noticed she wore nothing underneath but a black bra with red flame designs and matching panties.

"You're… going outside like that?" he asked, his voice a mix of disbelief and secondhand embarrassment.

Eva paused, glancing down at herself, then shrugged. "What? It's warm out," she said, adjusting her sunglasses with a grin. "Plus, it's distracting. Perfect for the job."

"Distracting?" Luka groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Yeah, for me—and every cop we run into. Put something on!"

"No time!" she sang, spinning back around and strutting out the door. "We're on a schedule, associate. Keep up!"

Luka muttered a curse under his breath, jogging after her as the chilly morning air hit him. "This is how I end up in jail," he said, shoving his hands in his pockets.

Eva laughed, her ponytail swishing as she led the way down the street. "Relax, I'm sure they will get us out because I'm pretty! And if it goes badly, just throw the sun on their face!"

"I don't know if you're serious or not, and that's concerning…" he said with a deadpan. "Just let's get on with it already."

Two hours later…

"WAAAAAAHHHH!" Luka stood in the doorway, one hand yanking Eva's ponytail as she sobbed buckets. The mission had imploded—her jacket was a shredded mess of bullet holes, the fluffy trim charred, and her skin was covered in nasty bite marks from head to toe.

"Stop crying, you lunatic!" Luka snapped, dragging her inside and kicking the door shut. "I told you this was a bad idea!"

"It was supposed to be easy !" Eva wailed, flopping onto the floor like a dramatic heap, her sunglasses askew. "How was I supposed to know they had guns? And big terrifying dogs?"

"Because you sent me to a fucking military base!" Luka yelled, grabbing her hair tighter. "What the fuck is wrong with you? And who ordered you to steal a jet? DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW TO FLY A PLANE?"

Eva flailed, swatting at his hand as tears streamed down her face. "I thought it was a warehouse!" she howled, her voice cracking. "And no, I don't fly planes, but I figured we'd sell it! Jets are worth money, right?"

"SELL IT?!" Luka's voice hit a new pitch, his free hand flailing as he stared at her. "To who? The army we just pissed off? We barely got out alive, and I'm pretty sure they've got my face on a drone camera now!"

"It's not my fault!" Eva whimpered, curling into a ball on the floor. "The guy told me it was an easy job after seeing a bullet couldn't hurt me…"

"WHO? WHEN? HOW?"

"I don't knoooooww! His name was Trev-something!" she bawled, her body aching all over as she hugged her knees.

"I had to kick an officer in the face to pull you from that dog pack!" Luka yelled, letting go of her hair to pace frantically. "I'm so screwed! Nina's gonna kill me!"

Eva rocked back and forth, sniffling pitifully. "They didn't even break my skin at first!" she whined. "How was I supposed to know the dogs were trained to chew ? I even swallowed some of their snot…"

"Will you two shut up?!" Morrigan growled from the living room, her eyes glued to her video game. "Also, Luka! The tournament's coming up soon! Don't slack on your training!"

"I HAVE BIGGER PROBLEMS RIGHT NOW!" Luka yelled back, his voice cracking.

"Waaaaaaaahhhhh!" Eva wailed louder, her sobs echoing off the walls.

"She is right, shut up." Nina's voice came through, freezing Luka in place with just her presence. 

He turned slowly, dread creeping up his spine, only to meet her cold stare glinting through her glasses from the shadowed hallway.

"The base commander called me," she said, her lip curling in disgust. "You're lucky we have good contacts."

"N-Nina…" Luka stammered, his voice trembling. "I thank you from the bottom of my heart—"

"Waaaah! Thank you, glasses girl!" Eva cried, suddenly latching onto Nina's legs like a koala, tears soaking her pants. "I'll give you anything you want!"

Nina's stare didn't waver, her foot tapping as she peered down at Eva's pathetic grip. "Anything?" she asked, a wide, dangerous grin spreading across her face.

"Anything!" Eva sobbed, nodding furiously.

"Then how about you join Lilith? I've got—"

"Not interested," Eva cut in, popping up like a jack-in-the-box and darting to rummage through a cupboard for snacks, tears forgotten.

Nina's eye twitched, her grin faltering as she stood frozen for a beat. Then she stalked toward Luka, her expression darkening. "Fine, I don't care," she growled, leaning in to hiss in his ear. "Now you owe me one, got it?"

"C-Clear," Luka gulped, nodding like his life depended on it.

Nina straightened, adjusting her glasses with a crisp snap, her glare pinning Luka like a kitchen knife on a cutboard. "Good," she said, her grin turning wicked. "I've got an idea for tomorrow. The girls are going shopping, right?"

"Y-Yeah?" he squeaked.

"Then you'll help me," she patted his shoulder with a knowing smile before turning around and teleporting away.

"Why do I have a very bad feeling about this?" he sighed, turning back to Eva. "Now, you—"

But she was gone, the cupboard door swinging open, a trail of chip crumbs leading out.

"THAT PIECE OF—" His roar exploded through the house, a bellow so loud it'd later be dubbed the infamous Dawnstar Scream, etched into legend as the day Luka finally snapped.

The echo of his yell rattled the walls, dishes clinking in the kitchen as Morrigan stormed in from the living room, controller in hand. "What the hell, Luka?!" she barked. "I just lost my combo because of you!"

"Blame her!" Luka jabbed a finger at the empty spot where Eva had been, his face red with fury.

Vinum poked her head from the stairs, smirking lazily. "Evil plan?"

"Shut up and go back to your room!" Luka barked, pointing at her like he could banish her with sheer will.

"Whatever," Vinum sighed, rolling her eyes before sauntering back up the stairs.

Luka almost drooled with rage as he clenched his hands into fists. "She's dead when I find her," he muttered. "Ooooh, I can't wait to do all the things I have in mind for her!"

"I think you should calm down," Astaroth approached with a soft smile on her face. "You're raging harder than Morrigan."

"Don't tell me how to calm down! You're the one who needed to dryfish me for that!"

"H-Hey!" Astaroth yelped, her smile faltering. "That's not fair!"

"Senpai, just take a walk," Mayu chimed in, popping up behind him with a milk bottle in hand, peering from the fridge. "It'll make you feel better."

"When did you get here?" Luka growled, spinning to face her. "Go back to the shack!"

"Isn't it time you let us back in here?" Mayu sighed, her face twisting with annoyance.

"Wait, you want to?" he asked, incredulous.

"I mean… it's boring as hell in the shack," she said, shrugging. "At least here it looks like you're having fun."

"So you're making demands now, huh?" Luka tilted his chin up, his bloodshot eyes wide and wild as he loomed over her.

Mayu didn't flinch, taking a slow sip of milk as she met his glare with a bored stare. "Not a demand," she said, wiping her lip. "Just pointing out the obvious. Shack sucks. Here's Senpai. Senpai wins."

"Senpai?!" Luka's voice hit a new pitch, his hand grabbing one of her pigtails. "Don't 'Senpai' me, you damn rabbit!"

"I'm a hare."

"Same shit!"

Mayu calmly sipped her milk again, unfazed. "Not really."

Luka's grip on her pigtail tightened. "Do you want me to throw you out myself? Because I will."

Mayu shrugged, completely indifferent. "You could try. But then you'd have to catch me first."

A muscle twitched in Luka's jaw. "You smug little—"

"Senpai, please, I'm drinking my milk," she interrupted with a cutesy voice, holding up her bottle like it was a diplomatic shield.

Luka exhaled sharply, his eye twitching. "I hate you."

"Love you too," Mayu deadpanned, taking another sip.

Before Luka could combust, the back door suddenly slammed open.

"Shit! I messed up with the computer, Luka!" Succubus-chan said in a panicked voice, round glasses dangling on her nose. "Can you help me real quick?"

Luka turned his glare toward Succubus-chan, his patience running dangerously thin. "What do you mean you messed up?"

Succubus-chan nervously adjusted her glasses, shifting to her feet. "So, um… I was just tweaking a few settings, right? And, uh… I may have accidentally bricked it."

Luka pinched the bridge of his nose. "Bricked it? As in, completely dead?"

She laughed nervously. "Define 'dead'…?"

Luka groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "For the love of—what did you do?"

She chuckled. "Well I was playing GeoGuessr while watching a video on the other screen when suddenly a pop-up appeared telling me hot guys were in my area so—"

"Don't tell me anything else," he said, grabbing her hand before darting out of the kitchen. 

Mayu watched them leave, lazily swirling the milk in her bottle. "Hot guys in your area, huh?" she muttered, smirking to herself.

Astaroth sighed, shaking her head. "Every time I think this place can't get any dumber, someone finds a way."

"Woohoo! I fucking won again!" Morrigan cheered in the other room, throwing her controller accidentally at the TV and making it fall from its cabinet. "Shit—!"

"Isn't that your sister?" Mayu asked.

"Please don't say anything…"

Meanwhile, Luka dragged Succubus-chan into the study, already regretting every decision that led to this moment. He flicked on the monitor, only to be greeted by a frozen screen filled with blaring neon pop-ups flashing things like:

CONGRATULATIONS! YOU'VE WON!  HOT HEROES OF THE HEIN LINEAGE WANT TO MEET YOU! YOUR COMPUTER IS INFECTED! CLICK HERE!

PLEASE DONATE FOR THE FUNDING FOR THE PUPPET MASTERS ASSOCIATION A BILLION GOLD

Luka stared. Then slowly turned to Succubus-chan. "What. The HELL. Is this?"

Succubus-chan shrunk under his glare, fiddling with her glasses. "I—uh—may have clicked a few things."

"A few things?" he repeated, his voice calm. 

She let out a weak chuckle. "It's… still fixable, right?"

Luka clenched his fists. "Move."

She jumped aside as he cracked his knuckles and went to work, forcefully closing windows, running diagnostics, and purging malware with the righteous fury of a man who had suffered enough.

Five minutes later, everything was mostly under control. The flashing neon hellscape had been reduced to a single stubborn pop-up that refused to die.

Luka narrowed his eyes. "Last one standing, huh?"

He clicked the X.

It did not close.

He tried again.

It grew bigger.

He mashed the keyboard. The pop-up laughed at him manically.

"Ahahaha! You have been infected by Kagetsugumi! Your world will be corrupted by chaos in 3…2…"

Luka grabbed the monitor.

Succubus-chan gasped. "WAIT, WAIT, DON'T—"

CRASH.

The sound of shattering glass and broken circuits echoed through the house.

A moment of stunned silence followed.

"Use the computer from my room, I'll ask Nina for another one. It was getting old anyway."

Succubus-chan blinked, staring at the shattered remains of the monitor. "…You good?"

Luka dusted off his hands. "No."

She nodded. "Want me to help you get some stress out?"

"No."

"Fair."

Luka trudged back into the kitchen, his frustration still simmering. He noticed Minagi chatting with Mayu, who seemed to be explaining something about her "sport."

"So, you're telling me you just run a lot, and you call that a sport?" Minagi asked, her tone skeptical but curious.

Mayu casually shrugged, taking another sip of her milk. "Well, yeah. I train every day. It's more about endurance, you know?"

Minagi raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Hmm, interesting. You Nightmares are truly something else. Maybe my people should try something similar… physical activities for discipline, you know?"

Luka froze, his hand on the fridge door. He stared at them for a moment, contemplating whether or not to walk away before he exploded.

"Discipline…" he muttered under his breath, his mind flashing to Eva and how much that ancestor of hers failed at reigning in her kind.

Minagi glanced at him, noticing the tension in the air. "What's wrong, my disciple?"

Luka shot her a glare. "The fuck you mean, 'disciple'?"

"I have decided to take you under my arm," she said. "You have great potential, and I am sure that if you used your magic with martial arts, you could reach great heights."

He simply stared at her, nodded, and then walked upstairs, his shoulders slumped. 

Once back inside his room, he slumped against the bed—which was still smelling from his yesterday's evaluation—and stuffed his head in a pillow.

"HMMMMMMM!" he screamed, thrashing like a man possessed.

The muffled wail seeped through the pillow, Luka's legs kicking the mattress as the day's insanity boiled over.

I swear I'll kill one of them one day!

"Oh mighty monster lord of the house!" a voice boomed behind him, jolting him upright with a feral glare. The three imps stood there—Remi shaking like a leaf, Rami flat on the floor in a dramatic bow, and Rumi yawning as always.

Rami pressed her forehead to the ground. "To appease your mighty wrath, we bring a peace offering!"

"What…?" Luka blinked, caught off guard by the bizarre scene, his rage momentarily derailed.

Remi stepped forward, trembling as she held out a key. "P-P-P-P—Please t-t-take—"

"Get on with it!"

"Aaaah! It's a key!" Remi squealed, eyes squeezed shut as she thrust it toward him with trembling fingers.

"I can see that," he sighed, snatching it from her. "What's it for?"

"Ahaha!" Rami sprang up, her chest jiggling as she beamed. "Let us guide you to our gift, O great one!"

"Cut the theatrics, and I'll follow," Luka growled, twirling the key between his fingers, already dreading whatever nonsense awaited.

Rami clapped her hands, bouncing with glee. "This way, this way!" she chirped, darting out the door as Remi scurried after her, tripping over her own feet. Rumi trailed behind, rubbing her eyes with a lazy sigh.

Luka trudged after them, muttering. "If it's another one of your pranks, I'm tying you up and throwing you into a river."

They led him downstairs, past the kitchen, and out to the backyard garden. The imps veered toward a set of stairs descending into a cave. Inside, they passed scattered utensils and a gagged creature squirming against some ropes.

"Hmmmm!" she muffled, thrashing to get their attention, but the imps breezed by like she was furniture.

Luka's eyes narrowed as they stopped at a locked door deeper in. "Isn't that the emergency room in case of problems?" he asked, eyebrow arching suspiciously.

"While we were here, we cleaned it!" Rami declared, puffing out her chest proudly. "Eva even helped us turn it into our hideout!"

"Are you fucking with me?" Luka's voice dropped, cold and sharp. "What kind of crap were you planning in there?"

Rami's grin faltered, but she rallied fast. "N-no crap, my lord!" she insisted, waving her hands. "It's a sanctuary now! For… uh, emergencies and stuff!"

"Emergencies?" Luka repeated, shooting a glance at the wriggling, gagged figure in the corner, his fist itching to punch something—maybe her—just to vent.

"You'll see!" Rami chirped, shoving the heavy metal door open with a grunt.

They stepped inside, and Luka froze.

"That's your gift?" he asked, voice low, eyes locked on the sight before him.

"Yes!" Rami nodded, beaming.

He knelt next to her and brought his hand to ruffle her hair with a big smile, his mood flipping like a switch. "Good job. You can go ask Mommy Minagi to give you a reward worthy of a succubus queen for you and your friends."

"Yay!" Rami squealed, bouncing off with glee, her sisters scrambling after her. They slammed the heavy metal door shut behind them, leaving Luka alone with his new ride.

By 'ride', he thought, it was a bound Eva.

She looked at him with wide eyes, her arms pinned behind her and attached with thick ropes alongside her wings. Lying on an old mattress without a bedframe, she squirmed with all her might but some kind of wetness on her panties suggested she had been toyed with beforehand. 

A succubus suffering critical ecstasy, at his mercy.

His grin widened into something almost evil. 

"Good timing, my dick stopped hurting," he grinned, stepping closer. "I think my rage cured my pain."

"Hmmph!" Eva grunted through the gag, thrashing harder.

"Oh, don't give me that look," he teased, leaning closer. "You've been a pain in my ass all day—this is poetic."

Eva glared, muffled curses buzzing through the gag as she rocked side to side. "Hmph! Mrrph!"

"What's that?" Luka mocked, cupping a hand to his ear. "Sorry, can't hear you over all the trouble you caused. Military base? Dogs? Ring any bells?"

"HMMMPH!" Her eyes watered, almost pleading.

"Thought so," Luka said, smirking. "The imps finally did something right. You're staying put 'til I figure out what to do with you."

His gaze swept the room—tidy shelves, a swept floor, the mattress surprisingly unstained despite Eva's squirming. "They really cleaned this place up…" he muttered, nodding approvingly. "It's surprisingly cozy."

"Hmph! Mrrph!" Eva snapped, her muffled protests sharpening as she glared at him.

"Yeah, yeah, cozy for me, not you," Luka said, smirking wider. "But don't worry, I'm going to give you a lot of payback, enough to avenge the human race from you succubi."

"HMMMPH!" Eva's muffled yell spiked, her eyes widening in horror as she tried to get away.

"What's that?" Luka taunted, leaning in with a mock frown. "Can't hear you over the sound of all the coins you stole from me. Also all the food. Should I remind you of the time you knocked me out unconscious?"

"Mrrph! Hmph!" She rocked harder, the mattress squeaking under her.

"Oh, keep squirming," he said, crossing his arms. "It's just building up my motivation.," he stepped closer and his eyes locked on her wriggling ass.

With a grin, he slapped it, making her yelp. 

So that's how it feels to be on the S side? he thought, looking at his hand. 

Luka chuckled darkly as he watched Eva squirm under his gaze. The ropes held her tight, accentuating every wiggle into an erotic sight. 

"Time to pay you back a hundredfold for every time I've been dryfished in this house!" he growled, jumping on her back.

Luka's grin widened as he straddled Eva's back, the mattress dipping under their combined weight. The ropes kept her pinned beneath him, her wriggling only adding to the thrill of having her at his mercy. He leaned down, his breath hot against her ear as he murmured, "You've been a pain in my ass for way too long. Time to even the score."

Eva's body tensed beneath him, her muffled "HMMMPH!" vibrating through the gag as she tried to buck him off. But the ropes held firm, and Luka wasn't budging. He chuckled, low and teasing, as he slid a hand along her side, feeling her twitch at the light touch. "Oh, you're gonna regret all those pranks. I'll use you as my test subject on how to progress with succubi in bed."

He punctuated his words with another playful slap to her ass, earning a muffled yelp that made him laugh. Eva glared up at him as best she could from her awkward angle, her cheeks flushed red—whether from anger or something else, Luka couldn't quite tell. Not that it mattered. He was enjoying this way too much to stop now.

Fuck, I'm getting excited… he sighed despite himself, feeling somewhat guilty. But then, he was reminded of his last day with Vinum, and of how she dragged him in a life of death situation two hours ago. 

"Nah, fuck it. Besides, my rage is making hard!" he growled, shifting his weight to pin her more firmly against the mattress. His hands moved to her sides, his fingers tracing along her ribs in a tickling dance. Eva's body jolted, a muffled squeak escaping as she tried to twist away, but there was nowhere to go. The ropes made sure of that.

"Hihihi! Tickle, tickle you sexy failure! I'll make you wet yourself for having drugged me for tacos!"

Her muffled groans morphed into breathless giggles, her legs kicking uselessly against the mattress as she squirmed beneath him. "Not getting away that easy," he taunted, fingers dipping lower to tease along her sides, just above her hips. Another muffled squeal broke free, making him laugh harder.

Luka kept up the tickling for a bit, relishing every twitch and muffled protest. Eva's squirming only egged him on, his length growing harder against her butt despite himself. Her flushed cheeks and half-hearted glares were starting to look more like a challenge than real anger. He leaned back, giving her a brief pause to catch her breath, but stayed close, his hands hovering over her sides.

"Had enough yet?" he asked, his tone teasing as he brushed a sweaty strand of hair from her face. Eva tilted her face to meet his eyes with a pout. She mumbled something through the gag, probably a retort, and Luka chuckled, removing it entirely.

Eva coughed, spitting out the fabric. "You're such a loser!" she growled, her eyes watering still. "Get off me!"

"Oh? Get off you say?" he smirked. "So you want me to punish you another way? Okay."

"W-Wait! No—"

"Ah-ah! No takebacks!" he stood up, leaving her completely before taking a small feather that was sitting on a shelf. 

Damn, it's big. Wonder where the imps got it from… Oh wait, it's a harpy feather, isn't it?

Eva's eyes widened as she caught sight of the feather, her still-bound body tensing on the mattress. "W-Wait, Luka, don't you dare—!" she stammered. Her earlier bravado faltered as she tugged at the ropes, realizing she had no way to escape what was coming.

"Too late for that," Luka teased, kneeling right beside her as he dangled the feather just above her bare feet. "You said 'get off', not 'stop', so I'm just following orders. Besides…" 

He approached the feather closer, making her yelp. "It's too much fun."

"Luka, no—!" Eva's protest cut off into a sharp squeal as the feather finally made contact, gliding lightly across the arch of her foot. Her whole body jolted, legs jerking against the ropes as a burst of laughter escaped her lips. "S-Stop, you jerk!" she gasped, her voice trembling between giggles as she tried to pull her feet away. But the ropes held her firm, leaving her defenseless against the ticklish assault.

"Oh, what's this?" Luka taunted, his grin widening as he dragged the feather slowly along her sole, watching her squirm with glee. "Big, tough succubus can't handle a little feather on her feet? That's adorable." He swirled the plume in lazy circles, teasing the sensitive skin between her toes and drawing out another helpless squeal. Eva's laughter grew more frantic, her body twisting as much as the ropes allowed, her cheeks flushing a deeper red with every ticklish stroke.

"S-Stop! I'm gonna—gonna kill you!" she managed between breathless giggles, her voice hitching as tears of laughter pricked at her eyes.

"Kill me?" Luka mocked, raising an eyebrow as he moved the feather to her other foot, brushing it lightly along the arch. "Threaten me with a good time. It's not like I died over ten times yesterday." Her ponytail had come loose entirely now, brown strands sticking to her sweaty forehead, and her tattered jacket had slipped further down her shoulders, leaving her even more exposed.

He kept at it for a while, alternating between slow, torturous strokes and quick, teasing flicks, each one drawing out more laughter and whines until Eva was a panting, giggling mess beneath him. Her defiance melted into flustered surrender, her glares softening into something more playful as she gasped for air between fits of laughter.

Finally, Luka pulled the feather back, giving her a moment to catch her breath as he twirled it between his fingers like a trophy. "Had enough yet?" he asked, his tone mockingly sweet as he brushed a sweaty lock of hair from her face. "Or should I keep going 'til you're begging me to stop?"

"You're… the worst…" she rasped, her voice hoarse from laughing. "I'm gonna shove that feather up your urethra when I get free, I swear."

Luka burst out laughing, the absurdity of her threat catching him off guard. He tossed the feather onto the mattress beside her and leaned in closer, his grin softening into something more mischievous. "Alright, let's stop then," he chuckled, his fingers brushing lightly along her cheek before giving her another playful smack on the ass. "You're a mess at everything, but I'll give you one thing."

"Huhhh…" she whimpered, her eyes fluttering shut as she tried to catch her breath.

"You're a fun friend to have around," Luka said with a genuine smile, though his teasing edge crept back in. "Not gonna lie, this house would probably get boring without you… or maybe not. Nah, you're not even that funny."

"Huuuuh….you're a bully…" she whimpered again, tears starting to trickle down her cheeks.

"But at least—"

Luka paused mid-sentence, his teasing smirk faltering as he noticed the tears trickling down Eva's cheeks. Her whimpers were softer now, less playful, and her eyes stayed shut, her body trembling slightly beneath him. The shift caught him off guard, and concern began to rise within him.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked, his tone losing its edge as he brushed a thumb gently across her cheek, wiping away a tear. "Did I go too far? I was just messing around…"

Eva sniffled, her lips twitching into a shaky smirk as she opened her eyes, peering up at him through damp lashes. "I'm fine, dumbass," she muttered. "You're mean…"

Luka exhaled in relief. "Of course I'm mean. But you know what?"

"What?" she asked between sniffles, her curiosity piqued despite the lingering tears.

He shifted closer, pressing himself against her back as his lips brushed near her ear, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "You saved my life at the casino, you knew that?"

"Huh?" Eva blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift in tone. She tilted her head slightly, trying to look at him, her brows furrowing in confusion. "What're you talking about?"

Luka chuckled softly, pulling back just enough to meet her gaze as he sat beside her on the mattress. "When you lost and balled your eyes out while they were dragging you out, I was about to get mind-controlled by Lilith. You thrashing around saved my life."

Eva blinked again, her expression softening as the memory seemed to click. "Oh… that," she mumbled, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks as she averted her gaze.

"It was still unintentional though, don't get ahead of yourself," he sighed.

"Waaaah…" she sniffled again.

"And you lost all the money I lent you…" he continued, his grin returning as he leaned back on his hands.

"Stoooop…"

"So I'm going to fuck you until I feel like you've paid back your debt, clear?"

"Clear…" she mumbled.

"Gahaha!" he cackled, undressing in a flash, his super—not hyper—weapon raised toward the sky—or rather the ceiling. "Payback time!"

In an instant, he pulled her black panties down and thrusted into her already wet succubus pussy.

"Ahh…" he exhaled as his muscles relaxed from the pleasurable sensation, his hips pressed on her bouncy ass. He stayed like that for a while, his breath tickling her ear, lost in the moment. 

"So… You move or not?" Eva asked with a sigh.

Luka felt a vein throb on his head. "Still bratty are you?" he growled before grabbing her ponytail and thrusting into her with a smack. "I'll give you no mercy!"

"Do your worst…" she chuckled.

Luka's pace quickened as he thrust into Eva, each movement punctuated by a loud smack as his hips slapped against her round ass. He growled through gritted teeth, the sound mixing with his heavy breathing, as he pounded into her relentlessly. "Hah! That's what you get for being annoying!"

The mattress rustled beneath them, the ropes biting into Eva's wrists as her bound hands bounced with the rhythm of his movements. Her face pressed into the sheets, muffling the moans that spilled from her lips, but they grew louder with every smack of his hips against her ass.

He punctuated his thrusts with a smack on her ass, his teeth clenched to resist the pleasure of her wet walls clenching around his shaft. 

"Tch… you call this punishment?" she suddenly taunted him. "I've had way worse back in my day!"

Luka's eyes narrowed, a feral grin spreading across his face as he leaned down, his chest pressing against her back. "Oh, you're gonna regret that," he murmured against her ear, punctuating his words with a sharp smack on her ass. The sound echoed in the room, followed by her stifled yelp, and he felt her walls clench around him in response.

He slowed his pace deliberately, dragging out each thrust with torturous precision, letting her feel every inch of him as he teased her. "Still got a smart mouth, huh?" he muttered, his free hand sliding down to tease her breasts through the fabric of her bra. "I'll give you the best and worst punishment you'll ever get!"

The young man resumed his pounding with even more intensity, driving her deep into the mattress each time. "A-Ah…" she whined, her voice cracking as he kept her pinned down. 

"Take that! And that!" he said in between gasps, sweat trickling down his temple as the heat between them made the room feel like a sauna. Every thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through him, her succubus nature amplifying the sensation until it was almost too much to bear.

But he wasn't about to let her have the satisfaction of making him cum first, oh no. After all the succubi he went through, no way he would get beaten by this girl!

Eva's moans grew higher-pitched as her body arched beneath him. The ropes creaked as she tugged against them, her bound hands flexing uselessly against the restraints. "Y-You bastard…" she gasped, her voice trembling with a mix of frustration and pleasure.

"Ah! How does it feel to be at the bottom for once?" Luka chuckled darkly, releasing her ponytail to grab her black succubus tail instead. He gave it a firm tug, lifting her ass higher and changing the angle of his thrusts, drawing a sharp yelp from her lips. Then, with a mischievous grin, he pitched his voice into a high, mocking falsetto, mimicking her in a taunting singsong. "'I'm a big, scary succubus! Men are just food! Blah blah blah! Fuck youuuu—'"

Eva's tail twitched in his grip, her whole body shuddering as the new angle sent a fresh wave of pleasure crashing through her. "S-Shut up!" she managed to snap, though her voice was more of a desperate whine than a command. Her cheeks burned crimson, whether from embarrassment or arousal—or both—Luka couldn't tell, but it only spurred him on.

"Make me," he shot back, his grin widening as he gave her tail another teasing tug, eliciting a sharp gasp that melted into a moan. He kept his pace brutal, each thrust punctuated by the wet slap of their bodies colliding. "I'll shut up once you cum! Cum you useless succubus!"

Eva's moans grew higher-pitched, her body trembling uncontrollably beneath him as the ropes creaked louder, straining against her futile struggles. "Y-You… little… shit…" she gasped out between thrusts, her voice breaking into a breathless whine as her walls clenched tighter around him, betraying how close she was despite her protests.

Luka laughed, the sound low and triumphant, as he leaned down to nip at the sensitive skin just below her ear. "Come on… If you do, I'll give you lots and lots of food, okay?" he murmured, his fingers beginning to work her clit in circles while matching the rhythm of his thrusts.

"L-Luka… you… fuck…!" she whimpered, her voice barely coherent as her hips began to move against him.

"That's it," he growled, his voice rough with his own mounting pleasure as he sped up his fingers, circling her clit faster while his hips slammed into her with punishing force. "Cum for me, Eva. Show me what a good little succubus you can be when you're not running your mouth."

Her whole body tensed, her breath hitching in sharp, ragged gasps as the pressure finally broke. "Ah-Aaaaah!" she cried out, her voice shattering into a scream as her orgasm tore through her, her walls spasming wildly around his cock. 

Oh crap—

The sensation was too intense for Luka to resist, and with a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself as deep as he could go, his own release exploding from him in waves. His hands gripped her waist tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he held her in place, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.

As the last of his release pulsed into her, Luka let out a low, satisfied groan, his body still trembling with the aftermath of his climax. He slowly pulled out, his cock still semi-hard, and he gently rubbed her back, his touch softening as he caught his breath. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice rough but gentle.

Eva's body slumped against the mattress, her breaths coming in uneven, shaky gasps as the aftershocks of her orgasm rippled through her. The ropes still held her wrists firmly, but her struggles had faded into a tired tremble, her tail giving a lazy flick against his thigh as she tried to regain her composure.

Luka chuckled as he shifted to lay beside her, one hand still resting lightly on her back. "Thank you for the help," he teased, his fingers tracing a line along her spine. 

"Ah…" she mumbled into the mattress, her ass still up in the air. 

"Damn… Didn't think you would cum that fast, though. I thought succubi were supposed to have more stamina."

"The imps…" she groaned. Her tail flicked up to swat weakly at his arm, a half-hearted protest that only made him laugh.

"Oh, right. They made you cum before I arrived. Explain why I don't feel too tired after cumming in you." He let out a mock sigh, stretching out beside her with a lazy smirk. "Though I feel like I'm getting a bit too used to all of this…"

Eva let out a low, tired huff, her tail giving another sluggish flick as she finally managed to shift her hips down, collapsing more fully onto the mattress. "I'm hungry…" she protested. 

"Eh? Really?" he tilted his head. "Want me to give you more?"

She nodded slowly, her cheek still smooshed against the mattress in a pout.

"Fine by me," he said with a grin, jolting upright with renewed energy. He reached for the ropes binding her wrists, his fingers working carefully to untie them, mindful not to tug too hard against her sensitive skin. As the ropes fell away, her wings sprang free with a soft flutter, stretching slightly before relaxing against her back, and her arms slumped to her sides, freed at last. Then, with a gentle but firm grip, he rolled her onto her side so she faced him, his body leaning in close as he propped himself up on one arm.

Luka's gaze softened as he looked down at her, his hand resting lightly on her hip as their faces hovered just inches apart. Eva's eyes, still glassy with exhaustion, widened slightly. 

"Okay, punishment time's over," he murmured, his voice dropping to a quieter, more sincere tone as his thumb brushed idly against her hip. "Time to show you some appreciation."

"Huh…?" she mumbled, her brows furrowing faintly as she blinked up at him, her mind sluggish but curious.

"What? You're one of the few nice girls around who won't kill me," Luka said with a small, lopsided smile, his tone teasing but carrying an undercurrent of genuine warmth. "I should be grateful, even if you fuck everything up."

Eva's lips parted slightly, her tired mind struggling to process his words as a faint blush crept across her cheeks, barely visible beneath the flush of exertion still lingering on her skin. "Tch… don't get all weird on me now."

Luka chuckled as he inserted inside her slowly. "Not getting weird," he countered as he leaned in, his forehead brushing lightly against her. "Just saying what's true. You're a pain in the ass, but…"

He searched his words for a moment, not able to give any compliment besides her cuteness that came to his mind. 

He trailed off, searching for the right words, his mind sifting through a tangle of thoughts—none quite fitting beyond the simple acknowledgment of her chaotic charm. "Well, whatever," he sighed, beginning to rock his hips slowly, each motion deliberate and tender. "You try too hard on things you shouldn't, and I'm the same. So I'll make love to you like I do with the others, with the same care I can muster. Because once this trial's over, don't expect any more favors like this from me."

Eva's breath hitched slightly at his words, her body responding instinctively to the slow, rhythmic motion of his hips. 

"What? You look like you're in love or something," Luka blinked at her flushed face.

"I'm not in love!" she barked, her pussy wall clenching painfully around his shaft, making him gasp. "Just give me your semen already, I'm starving!"

"Just say so—" he gasped, her tail coiling around his balls. "Hey! Not there! Bad touch!"

"You'll get bad karma for what you did earlier to me!" she growled, tightening her grip with newfound strength. "I hope you get eaten with a side dish of potatoes tomorrow!" she shouted before coaxing an orgasm from him.

Luka's body tensed as the sudden wave of pleasure crashed over him, his gasp turning into a strained groan as his release hit harder than he'd expected. His hands gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft skin as he rode out the climax, his breath coming in ragged bursts. "F-Fuck, Eva!" he managed to choke out, half-laughing through the intensity as his body shuddered against hers.

Eva's smirk widened, a triumphant gleam in her eyes as she finally loosened her tail's grip, letting it slip away from his now-sensitive balls with a playful flick. "That's what you get," she huffed. "Now give me more!"

"Alright! Alright!" Luka sighed, his tone a mix of exasperation and amusement as he began pounding into her again, his movements harder now, driven by her demand. "Don't make me regret this!" Her tongue flicked out teasingly, and he answered with a kiss, his lips capturing hers in a heated press as his hands slid up to grip hers, fingers interlocking in a surprisingly loving embrace.

In for a penny, in for a pound, as they say. After a whole hour, Luka was utterly spent but not dead, his body collapsing onto Eva, who smiled lazily in satisfaction, her hunger finally sated with a full stomach.

Luka's chest heaved as he lay atop her, his breaths coming in shallow pants as he tried to muster the energy to roll off. Eva didn't seem to mind the weight, her arms loosely draped around his shoulders as her tail curled lazily around his calf, a faint hum of contentment escaping her lips. Her wings, now relaxed, spread out beneath her like a dark, feathery blanket against the mattress.

"Well, damn," Luka muttered after a long moment, his voice hoarse as he finally managed to prop himself up on his elbows, peering down at her with a tired but amused grin. "You weren't kidding about being starving. Thought you were gonna suck the life outta me there."

"Actually I'm always starving," she blinked. "You're lucky I didn't go for seconds. Or thirds."

"I don't think I have enough for seconds at all…" he sighed before rolling off her to collapse onto his back beside her. "I'm tapped out, find another snack bar if you're still hungry."

"I'm still mad too," she crossed her arms.

"What? Because I fucked you?"

"No! The tickle! That was devious!"

"Oh, right. That."

Eva's glare intensified, though the faint blush creeping across her cheeks betrayed how much the memory still flustered her. "Yeah, 'that,'" she grumbled. "You're lucky I'm not tying you up to take you as a slave!"

"I think you're gonna have a lot of trouble if you do that…"

"Ah!" she huffed. "I have a perfect plan already prepared for that."

He tilted his head at her. "Yeah… I'm not worried."

Then, Luka sat up fully and began dressing himself, pulling on his shirt with a tired groan. "Anyway, wanna grab a bite? I'm starving."

"Me too!" Eva jolted up, her earlier irritation forgotten as her wings perked up with excitement.

"Alright, I think we still have some chips somewhere…" Luka mused, standing up and stretching his arms above his head, his joints popping softly.

A happy end for the day.

But the karma always strikes back and, unknowingly, Luka was about to discover a new part of himself tomorrow.

Though… It was already obvious.