I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 206: Should I Help You Calm It Down?

Chapter 206: Should I Help You Calm It Down?

When Kouhei approached Misuzu, she didn’t waste even a second. Her words flowed out smoothly, almost as if she had been holding them in all day, waiting for just the right moment.

“Kouhei-kun, let’s go on a date. Just the two of us,” she said.

“Huh?” Kouhei froze mid-step, his mind going completely blank. The words she spoke were so unexpected, so out of the blue, that it took him several seconds just to process them. “A-A date?”

“Is that bad?” she asked, tilting her head ever so slightly with a playful glint in her eyes. Her bangs gently cascaded down across her forehead, swaying just above her lashes. They framed her face delicately, but even as they slightly shadowed her features, they couldn’t hide the radiance of her beauty.

“It’s not bad at all… I just wasn’t expecting it,” he admitted, scratching the back of his head in awkward surprise. “Why so suddenly? I could’ve at least prepared myself mentally.”

“I think it’s better this way,” Misuzu replied with a faint smile. “A date right after school, still in uniform—it feels kind of special, doesn’t it? The kind of thing you only get to experience while you’re young.”

Now that she mentioned it, it did have a certain charm. There was something undeniably sweet, even nostalgic, about an after-school date while still wearing their uniforms. It tugged at a soft part of his heart. Still, it all felt so sudden. So unplanned. He didn’t even know where they were supposed to go.

“I already have a place in mind,” she said as if she could sense his confusion. “Don’t worry—I’ve already let Yuuna know where we’ll be.”

“Uh… where are we going exactly?” he asked, still slightly bewildered.

Her expression remained calm as she looked up at him. The corners of her lips curled upward into a soft, serene smile.

“The beach.”

For a split second, Kouhei couldn’t quite understand. The beach? Why there, of all places? And why now?

“I’m actually going to be shooting my debut scene as an actress there,” she explained, her tone still light but with a trace of excitement. “I thought it’d be a good idea to visit the location first. You know… to practice before the actual filming begins.”

“Debut…?” Kouhei’s eyes widened slightly. “You’re going to be in a movie, Misuzu-san? That’s… amazing!”

“It’s nothing too big yet,” she said with a small chuckle, brushing off the compliment. “I’m just playing a minor role. A side character who has little to no importance in the actual story.”

Still, the way she said it, it was clear she wasn’t taking the opportunity lightly.

“But I want to use this chance to get my foot in the door. To show what I’m capable of. That’s why I want to practice ahead of time.”

“I see…” Kouhei nodded slowly, now understanding her motive.

It made sense. Many actors took their roles seriously, practicing not only their lines but the atmosphere and energy of the environment their characters would exist in. It helped them become the role, rather than just play it.

“I want you to help me,” she said, her voice steady yet sincere. “Would you mind coming along?”

Kouhei didn’t even need time to think about it. His response was immediate and instinctual.

“Of course, I’ll help. Though, to be honest… I’m not sure I’ll be much use to you. Are you really sure I’m the right person for this?”

“I am,” she answered without missing a beat. “It’s not really about usefulness. I just don’t think I’d be able to practice properly without you there.”

He didn’t quite know what she meant by that, but for now, he decided to trust her words.

***

Later, the two of them were face to face on a train headed toward a coastal station near the ocean. The scenery flashed past outside the window—rows of buildings giving way to stretches of green, until the distant glimmer of the sea peeked out on the horizon.

Because it was a busy time of day, the train was packed. The tight space meant that Kouhei and Misuzu were standing close—far closer than they usually did. It wasn’t uncomfortable, exactly, but the closeness was definitely noticeable.

“It seems we boarded at the worst possible time, huh?” Misuzu said casually, her voice light as if she hadn’t noticed—or maybe she had and just didn’t mind.

Her body was lightly pressed against his, her thigh brushing against his leg, and more noticeably, her chest softly pressing into his own chest. She wasn’t doing it on purpose—at least, he didn’t think she was—but the contact was undeniable.

Her boobs were large. And despite the accidental nature of it, the way they pressed against him was enough to send his nerves into overdrive.

Rush hour had crammed them in this position with other passengers, so there wasn’t really any way to move or create space.

“Yeah, I guess there’s nothing we can do…” Kouhei murmured, forcing a wry smile as he tried to maintain his composure. Still, just feeling her body so close to his, the heat of her skin through her uniform—it made his body temperature rise involuntarily.

Then, without warning, the train jerked forward as it hit a sudden shift in speed.

“Woah!”

Kouhei lost his balance, his body lurching forward. In an instant, he stumbled right into Misuzu—and before he could catch himself, his face landed squarely against her chest.

Her breasts were unbelievably soft, like two plush pillows that absorbed the impact of his fall. It was almost surreal—his cheek resting against the warmth of her body, his senses overloaded by the scent of her hair and skin.

Realizing what had just happened, he recoiled immediately, his face burning red as panic rushed through him.

“I-I’m sorry! That was an accident!” he blurted out, completely flustered. “I didn’t mean to—!”

However, when Kouhei turned to glance at her, his breath caught for a moment. Misuzu’s face was burning up, her cheeks flushed such a deep shade of red it was almost comical—like a ripe apple, or someone who had just stepped out of a sauna. The blush spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, glowing with a warmth that betrayed her embarrassment.

“Y-You’re blushing, Kouhei-kun…” she murmured, her voice laced with teasing amusement despite the pink dusting her own cheeks. “Even though we’ve done way more erotic things than this…”

Kouhei gave a slightly nervous chuckle, his own face feeling just as hot. “W-Well, I can’t help it, can I?” he replied, rubbing the back of his neck, avoiding her gaze. “It’s not like it’s easy not to blush when I’ve got a girl like you so close to me… And besides, you’re blushing too, aren’t you?”

As their conversation trailed off into silence, the rhythmic shaking of the train returned, subtle but enough to make their bodies press and shift against each other. The gentle sway rocked them in tandem, causing Kouhei’s hips to edge just slightly forward—and with that motion, his crotch accidentally grazed hers. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

A jolt of electricity surged through him.

Right now, he could feel the unmistakable pressure and friction of their lower bodies rubbing through their clothing. It wasn’t even deliberate—it was the train’s doing—but that didn’t make it any less intense. Misuzu, whose body so close, tried her best to pretend she hadn’t noticed, her lips tightening slightly. But Kouhei could tell—there was no way she hadn’t felt that.

‘Shit… this is really bad,’ Kouhei thought, his internal panic climbing. ‘If I don’t move away from her right now, I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself…!’

It was like being told not to think about water when you were crawling through a desert. The heat between them, the friction, her scent, her soft, barely controlled breathing—it was overwhelming. And to make it worse, every tiny bump of the train pressed him against her again.

‘Damn it… count odd numbers… 1, 3, 5, 7…’ he tried to distract himself, mentally grasping for anything to dull the arousal. But the warm softness of her thigh brushing against him, her subtle shiver, and the rapid thump of his own heart were all working against him.

And then… it happened.

A wave of pressure built and throbbed in his groin. His cock hardened slowly but surely, painfully obvious beneath the fabric of his pants. The strain was unmistakable now.

Misuzu suddenly looked up at him, her expression a mixture of surprise and embarrassment. “K-Kouhei-kun…” she whispered, her eyes lowering, just for a second, to the clear evidence of his arousal pressing near her.

Kouhei’s heart dropped. He looked away immediately, shame clouding his face. “I-I’m sorry…”

But she didn’t seem angry at all. Her tone remained soft, almost gentle.

“It’s fine,” she said. “I’m not really mad or anything… But besides that…” She paused, her eyes flickering with a mix of shyness and something else. “Shouldn’t we do something about this?”

He looked at her, stunned, his breath caught halfway between a gasp and a sigh. “Uh, well… I guess… it’ll calm down eventually…” he muttered, trying to laugh it off, but the strain in his pants told another story.

Misuzu’s gaze didn’t waver. “Still… it must be really painful to leave it like that, right?” she asked, her tone featherlight but laced with implication.

Then, without waiting for a response, she leaned forward.

Her hand slipped onto his shoulder, and the movement—so simple—brought her closer than before. Kouhei could feel her breath on his skin. And with the way her large, soft breasts pressed into him as she leaned in, it was impossible not to react. Her body heat seemed to seep into him, making his mind hazy.

Then she whispered, her lips brushing near his ear.

“Should I help you calm it down?”