Incubus Ascension-Chapter 12

Liam woke up the next morning with his heart already pounding so hard it felt like it was trying to punch its way out of his chest.

The room was still dim, but he couldn’t lie there another second.

Last night’s plan had been spinning in his head until he finally passed out, and now it was time to see if it would actually work or if he was about to get himself killed.

He threw on his clothes, splashed some water on his face, and headed straight for the academy gates before he could talk himself out of it.

His palms were sweaty the whole walk there.

She was waiting right at the gate doors, just like he’d hoped. Still in that full succubus form, horns, tail, the works.

The second she spotted him coming up the path she burst out laughing, head tilted back like he’d told the funniest joke in the world.

"Did you just lose all hope and decide to surrender?" she asked, still chuckling.

He shook his head, trying to keep his voice steady even though his stomach was doing flips.

"No. Hiding was pointless at this point. So I came with an offer instead."

Her eyes lit up with interest. "Oh? What is it?"

He looked straight at her face, reading the way her smirk widened, and thought, Alright, she’s hooked.

Now or never, time to find out if this lie is going to hold up or blow up in his face.

"How about we fuck in your office?" he said, keeping his tone casual like he was suggesting they grab coffee.

"You can test the semen of the chosen one yourself, get that little power-up effect.

And then we can head back to the succubus kingdom after. Sound good?"

She paused for a second, thinking it over, then gave a slow nod. "Follow me."

As soon as they started walking down the corridor.

Her body shimmered and shifted back into the familiar shape of Teacher Martha, same neat clothes, same calm teacher look, horns and tail gone like they’d never been there.

It was weird watching it happen right next to him, but he kept his mouth shut and just followed.

They reached her office door. She opened it, gave him a little shove so he dropped into her chair, and the second the door clicked shut her clothes vanished completely.

She climbed straight onto his lap, straddling him without a word.

First phase done, he thought. Now for the second part.

He pushed his pants down just enough, pulled his cock out, and slid it inside her in one smooth motion.

She felt hot and tight, and she didn’t waste any time, she started slamming her ass up and down on him right away, riding hard like she’d been waiting for this all morning.

After a minute he forced the words out between breaths. "How about we take this to the corridor? It’d be hotter out there, riskier."

She slowed for a second, head tilting like she was arguing with herself.

He could practically hear her thinking, I’m a lust demon, why the hell am I even hesitating? Then she nodded. "Fine."

He grabbed two handfuls of her ass cheeks, stood up with her still impaled on him, and started walking.

His arms were hooked under her legs to keep her steady, and he kept thrusting up into her with every step.

She wrapped her arms around his head, pressing her chest against his face, and glared down at him.

"If any other male tried this," she hissed, "I would have blasted his head clean off his body.

You’re only getting away with it because you’re the chosen one. Don’t forget that."

He didn’t answer, just kept walking down the corridor, dick buried deep, thrusting steadily while he aimed them toward the director’s office.

Inside his head he was repeating the same thing over and over:

Get close to the director’s door. Please let her actually be there. She’s my only shot at this.

He kept pumping into her the whole way, trying to make it look natural from the outside even though his legs were starting to burn.

When they finally reached the director’s door he slammed in deep one last time, hitting her cervix hard, and came right there, spilling everything inside her.

She threw her head back with a moan, body shaking.

At the exact same second he yanked her off him, spun, and sprinted the last two steps to the door.

He slammed his fist against it so hard the whole frame rattled.

"Help! Director, I need help right now!"

Behind him, V slowly stood up, reached down, scooped some of his cum onto her fingers, and licked it.

Her face twisted. "Weird... why doesn’t it give the legendary power-up?"

Then she looked at him and laughed, cold and sharp. "No use calling for the director anyway.

She’s already in another city for a meeting, she won’t be back for three whole days."

A cold female voice cut through the corridor from the far end. "Who exactly is coming in only three days?"

He turned. The director herself stepped out of the shadows.

She wore white mage robes hugging every curve of her body, a tall staff in her hand with a glowing white orb at the top.

Pyra was right beside her.

Pyra saw him and immediately spoke up. "Don’t worry, Liam.

The second I saw you and Martha vanish I ran straight to the director. I told her everything."

V’s eyes went wide. She glanced down at the cum still dripping down her thigh, then back at the archmage standing there.

He could see the calculations running behind her eyes, fighting an archmage in the middle of human territory, all for a chosen one whose cum apparently didn’t even strengthen succubi.

She must have decided it was a losing bet.

She shot him one last glare. "This isn’t over."

Then she turned and bolted down the corridor, disappearing around the corner.

The director’s staff light dimmed. She let out a long sigh. "A high-ranked succubus just barged into the academy.

This is going to cause a massive problem with the elder council."

She looked at him and Pyra. "Let’s go to my office. We need to talk this out."

Her gaze dropped to his still-hard cock, cum slowly dripping from the tip onto the floor. "It’s quite large."

Pyra slapped both hands over her face, cheeks burning bright red. "Wear something!"

He had no idea what the hell to say to the director’s comment. He just gave a weak, wry smile and muttered, "Thanks?"

Then he sprinted back to Martha’s office, yanked his pants up, and hurried to catch up with them.

They all walked to the director’s office together, stepped inside, and each took a seat, with the director sitting directly opposite Pyra and him.