Miss Office Worker

Seojun didn’t think he’d be in such a place so soon. Ever since becoming Taeyeon’s Servant and acquiring his disease-immune body, he had since cancelled all future doctor’s and dentist appointments. Although he planned on helping Taeyeon with her business eventually, he was still in the learning phase and didn’t anticipate being in such a location until at least a few more months, yet here he was, sitting in a reception room of an office building.

He knew why he was there, though: Taeyeon had explained to him that Boa was the head of a company that helped keep the existence of demons a secret, and that he, a Servant of a succubus, was there to register to the company. There were supposedly two reasons for doing so: first, to ensure he could live a public life and was on the list for routine, roughly-half-a-century memory wipes; and second, when Boa performed a global memory-erasure, he remained unaffected. How exactly all that worked, Seojun wasn’t sure, but he trusted his mistress nonetheless. Taeyeon, as always, had some other business to attend to, but it didn’t seem like she would be able to accompany him anyway as Tiffany was blocked from doing so by Boa herself.

Why did he have to come alone? Was this normal procedure? He doubted he was in any danger; after all, Taeyeon was the one who sent him here in the first place. Maybe it had to do with this being his first visit to Boa’s company?

He didn’t have anything to worry about, right? This bubbling pit of discomfort was completely unfounded, wasn’t it? Just like the Jessica incident?

“He-Hello.” What Seojun saw when his head snapped up wasn’t a nervous girl the stuttering voice hinted at, but a woman who exuded a confidence and sexiness that told Seojun this was probably a succubus. “Are you Seojun?” Seojun was pretty confident he wasn’t hearing things. Did she just compose herself really quickly?

“Yeah. I’m here to register for, um, something?”

The woman smiled. “Great! I was assigned to welcome you and take you through the registration procedure.” While her stutter vanished, in its place appeared a nervous tick, maybe, in her body language: between her clasped hands, her fingers tapped and pressed against each other, as if trying to perform some kind of complex secret hand signing. “My name is Chungha, by the way. Nice to meet you!”

Seojun, briefly overwhelmed by the friendliness she was exuding, stared dumbly at her outstretched hand before realizing he should shake it. It was that albeit brief moment of physical contact that confirmed that Chungha was a succubus. The moment her hand touched his, he could feel a slew of inappropriate thoughts swarming his mind: what her pretty, full lips would feel like around his cock, what her beautiful eyes would look like dotted with tears as she choked on his member, what her rack would look like furiously jiggling as she rode him, but every thought or visualization that popped into his mind he swatted away. Just because she was a succubus didn’t mean she wanted to fuck all the time, and the fact that she couldn’t seem to control this aspect of hers indicated to Seojun that she was probably on the younger side.

“Please follow me.”

Now that he thought about it, why did she shake his hand? Did he have some kind of reputation that preceded him?

After a brief walk down a few hallways, up an elevator, and down some more hallways, Chungha ended up directing Seojun into a room that looked like a normal office, with a computer setup, cabinets, glass pane overlooking the city and all. There were a few additional features that clearly distinguished it from ‘normal’ offices, however: namely, the mini-balcony that was attached to the office room, probably for ease of access to the winged succubus that occupied the room. The room was also equipped with a comfortable looking couch against the wall next to the door as well as plenty of empty space occupied by a rug and nothing else.

“I hope you’ll let me welcome you properly before getting onto the registration.”

While Seojun caught onto the connotation of her words, the professional manner in which she spoke them suggested otherwise. Did he just have a dirty mind? But Chungha was a succubus after all, and according to Taeyeon, succubae don’t view sex as an intimate act but a simple means of sustenance. Just like eating for normal humans, that act of sustaining oneself is pleasurable in its own right, but that pleasure mostly comes from the sustenance and not the intimacy of the act itself.

“Um, sure.” Seojun decided to play innocent in the case Chungha didn’t intend to ‘welcome’ him as he figured a succubus would. “Your office is pretty big, huh?”

The sly succubus smiled. “Yep.” While they were walking, the nervous tick seemed to disappear, but now that they were standing in front of each other, Seojun could see it return in full force, and then some. Actually, the more he looked, the more he realized it might not be a nervous tick but a sort of impatient tension in her muscles. Actually, also, if Chungha was on the younger side of succubae, would she be able to resist his delectable scent as much as someone like Taeyeon or Boa was able to? Or, maybe she was young enough to not be able to detect it? But that didn’t seem to be the case, with how she seemed to be reacting. “Perfect for us to fulfill my other role.”

Surely that was a sign, right? But what if it wasn’t? He didn’t want to insinuate it and weird Chungha out after finding out she didn’t mean it that way. “Your other role?”

“Of welcoming you.”

“Oh—” that was when it hit, like someone slapping the back of his head with a heavy textbook. He suddenly couldn’t keep his eyes off the ample swell of her chest and her milky-smooth legs and her plump, red lips and how much he wanted to shove his hardening cock between them. “—um, ok.” His sudden spike in lust had to be her Trait, right? Even Taeyeon wasn’t able to draw out such a strong reaction from him. “What about it?” But, if Chungha was on the younger side, maybe she didn’t have control over her Trait yet. If that was the case, then Seojun didn’t want to pressure her, even if he had become so horny in such a short span of time.

Chungha didn’t respond for a bit, continuing to look at him with a sort of expectant gaze that gradually turned into a pointed frown. “I … that’s weird, is it because he’s Taeyeon’s Servant?” she said, turning around and mumbling to herself. “Does my Trait not work as well on Servants?”

So he was right. Right?

Before Seojun could open his mouth to respond, Chungha turned around, smiling. “First, let’s start with this,” she said, reaching down to clasp both hands between her soft hands, looking at him with an expectant expression. “Do you have anything in mind for how you want me to properly welcome you?”

He wanted to rip that pretty little uniform off her body and slam her against the door they just walked through, or bend her over the side of the balcony and fuck her senseless. But he couldn’t say that. “What do you normally do?” Seojun ended up saying, struggling to keep his voice steady.

Hearing that strain in his voice and feeling the tension he was feeling was all the reassurance Chungha needed to confirm the rumors she’s heard about Seojun: how he managed to resist the charms of Taeyeon, and how he was so delectable that even Tiffany performed the Servant Ritual with him. “Exactly what you’d think a succubus would do.”

Her tail whipped out from behind her, pulling Seojun closer to her as she went down on her knees. “Oh—”

“You’ve become quite the hot topic among the succubus community,” she said, her dainty hands making quick work of his belt, “having chained down Tiffany, of all succubae.” Were his mistresses really that famous? He had an inkling that it was the case, but experiencing it firsthand was another story. “From the moment I sensed you, I could tell that the stories weren’t an exaggeration,” so that explained the slight stutter at the beginning, probably, “so I got maybe a bit too excited and activated my Trait on you as soon as I could.” Was that why she shook his hand? “And it looks like it only started to kick in now. But don’t worry, I’ll take care of you and this—” she cut herself off with a flinch in reaction to Seojun’s already hardened penis bursting forth from his boxers and slapping her across the cheek.

The laughter that might’ve come out of Seojun from such a comical scene died at the intensity of Chungha’s gaze and the deep arousal that appeared in her eyes. “Um, sorry,” Seojun said sheepishly, clenching his fists being all he could do to stop himself from grabbing her head and shoving it onto his cock.

“—wow, it smells divine,” she said in a hushed tone, her hands gently running against the circumference of his veiny member. It continued for almost a minute, Chungha’s seemingly trapped in a trance, rubbing his shaft with her hands and planting kisses along its length while Seojun continued to fight a losing battle against his own lust, before she snapped out of it. “May I?” she asked, looking up to meet his downward cast gaze.

Chungha barely waited for Seojun to nod and respond with a strained, “Please,” before diving headfirst onto his cock.

This time, Seojun didn’t restrain his hands from grabbing ahold of her hair and pushing her deeper onto his shaft, the tight suction from her mouth and her powerful, wet tongue rubbing along the underside of his dick deepening his arousal even more. His panting gradually transformed into grunts and moans as Chungha’s tongue and lips worked their magic on his cock, softly caressing his hardening member and peppering it with kisses.

“You’re as big as they say you were.”

“That’s thanks to Sunny.” When Chungha looked up at him, Seojun realized she might not know who she was, so he added, “A witch friend of Taeyeon’s.”

“I see.”

Seojun didn’t have much time to deliberate on the clearly deliberately neutral tone Chungha used as she promptly resumed ‘welcoming’ him, this time using her hands as well. “Fuck, Chungha, that feels so good…”

“Mmm, you like that?” she said, now with a mischievous grin on her face, which when placed next to the raging erection Seojun was now sporting, provided a stark contrast that only made him hornier. “Are you enjoying your welcoming present?”

Seojun could only nod, his hands having migrated back to his sides, clenched in tight fists as Chungha’s delicate fingers rubbed the entire length of his member. When a bit of precum started to leak out, Chungha instantly reacted by lapping it up with her tongue. “Oh my—” her hands froze for a second, eyes glazed over in what could only be described as a deepening hunger, “—even your precum tastes so good, I wonder what your load is going to feel like down the back of my throat.”

“Well, you’re welcome to try it.”

Chungha nodded in gratitude, planting a few more kisses against the glans of his penis before wrapping her lips around the thick perimeter of his cock. Seojun let out another groan, his hands gradually making their way to the firm, chocolate-brown horns that had sprouted from her head. It wasn’t until after taking in just over half of his cock that Chungha stopped, shifting her head and her body posture to better take in the behemoth that was pulsating furiously against the tight suction of her mouth and the soft caress of her tongue.

However, it wasn’t long after that Seojun started to notice tears coming out of her eyes despite having about a quarter of his length to go. “Chungha, you don’t have to—…” he trailed off upon feeling her tail pressing against his back, rubbing it in a comforting, stroking manner as if to say ‘I’m fine’. That, combined with the brief smile Chungha shot him was all Seojun needed to discard his concern and grip Chungha’s horns more tightly and sink back into the fog of lust that was overtaking his mind.

It took the succubus another minute of finessing her approach, adjusting to his size, and further unhinging her jaw that she started to emit gagging noises. Fortunately, by then, Seojun’s entire length had made its way into her mouth, but it was so tight that he barely felt like he could move. So, he waited for Chungha to start, but it soon became clear that she didn’t have plans to do so, instead electing to let the monster of a cock sit in the back of her throat.

“Chungha…?”

Said succubus tilted her head upwards as much as she could and shot him another smile, her tongue continuously running up, down, and around every which way against the shaft firmly lodged into her mouth. As the seconds ticked by, both Seojun’s concern and his lust deepened; it wasn’t until a solid minute after that Chungha finally released his cock, but not for long.

“Chungha, shit—!”

She dove straight back in, directing the throbbing tip of his dick into the back of her throat. Both of her hands joined in soon after, twisting and pumping and spreading out the warm saliva coating his dick while she focused on the upper half and pressing against his groin when she caused all roughly eight inches of his dick to disappear between her lips.

While Seojun could feel his orgasm starting to build, that same feeling hit again: that feeling like a slap on the back of a head with a heavy textbook that this time brought him all the way to the edge.

“Fuck, Chungha—”

The succubus, having already prepped herself for the second activation of her Trait, mercilessly pushing him right past that brink.

“Shit, I’m—”

Seojun barely had time to get the warning out before a torrent of his thick seed was ejected straight down Chungha’s throat. While it was already flexing from taking on the engorged member, the additional stream of fluid caused a new onset of tears to fall out of her eyes as the relatively young succubus attempted to compensate by gulping down the sustenance as quickly as she could. However, relatively inexperienced she was, Chungha barely could enjoy the delicacy of the sustenance as it flowed down her throat and was absorbed by her body as she was primarily focused on not choking. Fortunately, she was successful in that goal, removing her mouth from Seojun’s cock to let out a few coughs.

“Sorry, I don’t know why that happened so suddenly.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it!” was Chungha’s chipper reply, “It was my Trait activating. I was expecting it, but I didn’t expect that much.”