I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 39: Bath

"W-Wash your back?"

Kouhei's throat went dry at her suggestion. Yuuna had a way of teasing him, throwing out lines like this now and then, each one setting off a spark that he fought to ignore. Sometimes, he could feel a stirring within him—a heat pooling in his groin—but he forced it down.

"Yes." Yuuna's tone was casual, almost like it was the most natural thing in the world. "I can't reach back there on my own. Usually, Aria would help me, but she's fast asleep. So, it seems there's only one person I can ask… and that's you, isn't it?"

"Uh, but..."

"And you haven't showered yet either, have you?" she added with a sly smile. "Wouldn't it be more efficient if we both just… took a shower together?"

Kouhei's brain was short-circuiting. Efficient? That was her reasoning?

"In this world, isn't the best way to deepen bonds… to get naked together?"

Technically, she wasn't wrong, but—

"I-I think that's just for the same gender, President," Kouhei managed, his voice strained.

"You think so?" Yuuna cocked an eyebrow. "I think it works fine with both." She leaned forward slightly, eyes narrowing with playful challenge. "Or… could it be you don't like the idea of bathing with a girl? Are you sure you're a man, Okumura-kun?"

That snapped something in him. Kouhei's pride kicked in, and without a second thought, the words slipped out.

"Fine then, President," he said, voice firmer than he felt. "Let's take a bath together."

***

Now, here he was, sitting in the steamy shower room of the Saonji Mansion with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He perched on a small wooden chair, elbows on his knees, chin resting on his hands, a storm of emotions and second thoughts swirling in his mind.

"…How did I end up here?" he mumbled, half to himself, dazed.

The bathroom was spacious, far bigger than he was used to—enough for three or four people to fit comfortably. The white steam clung to everything, creating an almost surreal atmosphere around him. It wrapped around his skin, hot enough to make his pulse quicken, but it wasn't just the steam that had him on edge.

"What's the holdup, Okumura-kun? Are you coming in, or not?" Yuuna's voice drifted over from the large bathtub, where she was resting her chin on her hand, leaning on the tub's edge with an unreadable expression. "Or could it be… you actually don't want to bathe with me?"

"No, it's not that I don't want to…"

As a healthy guy, there was no way he'd actually dislike it. But still… there were moments when even guys needed time to get their minds together.

Yuuna had already undressed, and with a straight face, she'd suggested he join her in the bath. Taking a bath together. It was too much—just thinking about it now made his head spin. Why had he agreed to this?

He felt entirely out of his element. Yuuna looked at him with that almost predatory gaze, like she was waiting for him to make his move. Sighing, he resigned himself, turning his back to her as he slowly undid his towel, hoping she wouldn't catch too much of him. But the thought of her eyes on him, watching… it made his heartbeat thud faster, and it wasn't just the hot air that had his cheeks burning.

This is foul play, he thought. He couldn't believe he'd walked straight into her trap.

Yuuna, on the other hand, seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself. She made no effort to hide her body in the water, her bare chest floating just below the surface, entirely unfazed by his embarrassment.

Kouhei lowered himself into the bath, letting the warmth seep through his skin, down to his bones. The hot water relaxed him, yet he could hardly relax with Yuuna watching him, her lips curved in that graceful, almost seductive smile that seemed to promise more than it should.

"See? Not so bad, is it?" she asked, her tone innocent yet teasing.

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Not bad… as long as she doesn't take it any further, Kouhei thought, struggling to focus on anything but the fact that Yuuna was right there, naked and unabashed. She wasn't even trying to cover herself, her flawless skin and every curve on full display. He had no idea where to look without feeling overwhelmed.

"What's wrong, Okumura-kun? Your face is bright red. Are you alright?"

Kouhei couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye, but his gaze kept drifting, lingering on her body. Her figure was flawless, every curve a perfect blend of softness and subtle strength. Her slim waist, the hourglass shape leading to her toned abdomen—it was all too much, especially paired with her full chest, which only seemed to make this whole setup feel even more like a dream he shouldn't be having. His heart raced, and he fought to keep himself under control.

It all felt… deliberate. Yuuna's every move, her every glance. Not that he found it unpleasant—more like unbearably uncomfortable, knowing that a woman with her beauty, her goddess-like allure, was right here with him. It was taking every bit of his willpower not to give in to the tension simmering beneath his calm facade.

Seeing him squirm, Yuuna smirked, a flicker of something dark and playful in her eyes. She enjoyed teasing him, stoking that fire. It wasn't that she thought him weak—no, she actually liked him, possibly more than she'd admit. But watching him struggle under her attention only made her feel more… mischievous.

Without a word, Yuuna pushed herself up from the bath, water streaming off her skin as she rose to her full height, giving Kouhei an unrestrained view of her entire body. Her skin was flawless, smooth and pale like porcelain, and her hair, damp and golden, clung to her face and shoulders. The water cascaded down her curves like a waterfall, highlighting every inch as it traveled downward, pooling for a moment over the delicate shape of her hips before flowing to the center of her thighs.

Kouhei's breath caught as he watched, his gaze betraying him for just a moment, landing right on her most intimate area. Realizing what he'd done, he quickly averted his eyes, heat flooding his cheeks.

"Alright then, Okumura-kun," Yuuna said as she finally draped a towel over herself, though Kouhei had already seen everything. She smiled as though she knew just how flustered she'd made him. She had him wrapped around her finger, and she was well aware of it. "Would you mind washing my back?"

She took a seat on the small chair, glancing over her shoulder at him. Whatever her plan was, it was working perfectly, and he felt himself falling deeper into her trap.

Kouhei's throat tightened as he stood, realizing this was the moment they had ended up here for. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to keep it together. Covering his crotch with one hand, he grabbed the towel he'd been wearing and stepped out of the bath, reaching for the liquid soap and a sponge. His heart pounded as he approached Yuuna, who let the towel fall from her body. Of course, he couldn't wash her back if she kept it on, but somehow, he sensed this was all part of her game.

He pressed the body soap onto the sponge, watching the creamy liquid soak in as he glanced over her bare back. Her skin was flawless, smooth and pale, practically glowing in the soft light. His gaze drifted downward, catching sight of the soft curves that disappeared into the seat of the chair, and he couldn't stop himself from gulping again.

Yuuna, sensing his gaze, smiled to herself.

"I-I'm going to start now."

"Sure," she replied.

His hand shook as he pressed the sponge against her back. The moment he did, Yuuna gasped softly, a small, breathy sound escaping her lips. Her body trembled slightly under his touch as he began to move the sponge up and down, spreading bubbles across her skin, his hand trailing over the smooth planes of her back. The soap was cold, and her skin felt hot beneath it.

"Hnnn…"

A soft moan slipped from her lips, and Kouhei's heart skipped a beat. The sound was low, unintentionally sultry, and it sent a shiver down his spine. He felt his own body reacting, his grip tightening around the sponge as he tried to keep his focus, his mind slipping as he became acutely aware of the closeness between them.

Yuuna tilted her head slightly, glancing over her shoulder, her eyes half-lidded and glinting with something intense, her lips parted. She looked at him with an expression that made his heart race even faster.

"Do me in front as well."

Kouhei's breath hitched, his mind momentarily blanking. He could have easily told her to do it herself, but his own thoughts seemed clouded, his control wavering. Without a second thought, as if driven by something deeper, his hands slipped between her arms, his palms pressing against the softness of her breasts.