Reborn as a Succubus: Time To Live My Best Life!

Melisa prepared for class.

Thighhighs? Check. Skirt? Check. Everything else? Hopefully, check.

She looked at herself in the mirror, in the bathroom. A smile naturally tugged at her lips as she admired her own visage.

[Damn, I'm hot.]

She couldn't remember ever having said such a thing in her past life. No, if she'd even pondered allowing those words to slip from her lips as Alice, the world itself may have pulled her lips closed and whispered "no".

Now, though, Melisa knew most people drooled at the sight of her. And, she loved it.

[... But,] she quickly added, [feels like I'm being put to the test now.]

A test that came in the form of a petite girl with storm-grey eyes and cape-like white hair.

[Just you wait, Your Highness. I'll have you wrapped around my strap-on in no time.]

As she exited the bathroom, she found Isabella about to head out. They locked eyes and the cute kitsune smiled.

[AGH, MY HEART!]

"Heeey~ Ready to leave?" Isabella asked as Melisa came into the room.

"Hey," Melisa walked up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Not just yet. I wanna check in on Army."

"Scales? Go ahead. Spoiler alert, though, she's not coming."

Wanting to see for herself, Melisa walked toward the room Armia and Isabella were sharing. Sure enough, as she peeked inside, Melisa saw Armia lying on the bed, sprawled out, half-naked, with just her underwear on.

[... Fuck.] Melisa bit down on her bottom lip before walking forward and sitting on the bed's edge.

"Hi," she called out and watched as Armia's eyes opened. "Good morning."

"... Morning," Armia sighed.

[Okay, yeah, she's not coming.]

But, Melisa wanted to be here for her friend. So, she settled in a bit, kicking her shoes off, and putting her feet up on the bed.

"How are you feeling?" Melisa asked.

Armia blushed, eyes going half-lidded.

"Bad." [Understandable.] "And... My... my dick's sore."

Melisa blinked.

[Okay, so Izzy's been trying to cheer her up. Good on her.]

Melisa tried to put on her best smile. Obviously, after losing her brother, she wasn't expecting Armia to magically be alright anytime soon. But, she hoped her presence could warm her heart just a little. She wasn't sure what you were supposed to do in situations like these. So, she settled for just being honest.

"Take your time," Melisa muttered. "Once you're ready to come back, we'll all be there... You know, me, Izzy, and Raven."

She still looked sad, but Armia did pop half a smile.

"Thanks."

Suddenly, she snaked a strong arm around Melisa's back.

Melisa raised a brow.

"I have to get going."

"Do you?" Armia mumbled, bringing Melisa closer. "Just don't."

Melisa rolled her eyes but scooted closer. Given that all Armia was wearing was a bra and some very lacy panties, Melisa felt Armia's cock press against her thigh, but she didn't mind at all.

"Isabella's waiting for me..."

"Fuck her," Armia replied, her lips ghosting over Melisa's head.

"Don't you do that a lot nowadays?"

Armia blushed.

"It was... just a couple of times."

"Uh-huh." Melisa grinned.

Melisa glanced up at Armia's flushed face, her lips curled into a teasing smirk.

[I know what to do.]

"Alright. Just relax," she whispered, voice low, before lowering her head.

"M-Mel..."

Melisa kissed and licked at Armia's abs.

"What?" She asked between licks. "Cock too sore~?"

Armia opened her mouth to say something but then looked away.

"N-No..."

So, Melisa kept going, until she was running her tongue along the length of Armia's cock. The tension in Armia's body melted away, her head sinking back into the pillow.

Melisa moved slowly at first, tracing every inch with her tongue, enjoying the way Armia's breath caught, her chest rising and falling. Her fingers slid along Armia's strong thighs, steadying her.

Armia groaned softly, her fingers gripping the sheets.

"M-Mel..." she gasped, her voice shaking, but Melisa just hummed, before she opened her mouth and took Armia's cock fully into it.

All she could hear were her own slurps and Armia's soft moans, and god, it had Melisa's pussy drenched.

Ten seconds slowly became some unknown number of minutes. And, Melisa was determined to keep this short.

Armia's body trembled as Melisa's pace quickened, her motion soft but firm. Armia's hands eventually found their way to Melisa's hair, tugging just enough to make her heart race.

"F-Fuck, Mel," Armia panted, her hips shifting as Melisa's mouth worked her cock. Melisa gagged as Armia hit the back of her throat. "I-"

[Fuck, her cock is so big~]

Before she could finish, a deep, shuddering breath escaped Armia, her body tensing as she finally reached the peak.

Lifting her hips, Armia came down Melisa's throat.

Melisa swallowed (what other choice did she have, really?) as Armia sent rope after rope of darian cum directly into Melisa's stomach. One, two, three, Melisa, hands wrapped around Armia's huge balls, felt them pumping.

Once she was done, slowly, torturously, Melisa pulled her head back. Like a sword being unsheathed, more and more of Armia's cock came into view until, finally, Melisa fully released her with a pop.

Armia's dick had been buried so deep down Melisa's throat that, despite all the cum, there wasn't even a drop of it in Melisa's mouth.

Melisa wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, removing excess saliva, her eyes flicking up to Armia's blissed-out expression.

"Better?" she asked, sitting up and straightening her clothes, her voice as nonchalant as ever.

Armia's eyes fluttered open, still dazed.

"Yeah... thanks," she mumbled, her hand still lazily resting on Melisa's thigh.

Melisa leaned down and kissed her cheek.

"Anytime," she whispered, then slipped off the bed, putting her shoes back on.

With a final glance, she grinned.

"Now get some rest."

When Melisa stepped outside, the sunlight greeted her along with Isabella, who was waiting near the door with her arms crossed, raising an eyebrow the moment she saw her.

"Took you long enough," Isabella said, huffing and pouting. "What the hell were you doing in there?"

Melisa gave her a smug grin, wiping her lips with her thumb as she sauntered past.

"Nothing much," she replied, her tone dripping with satisfaction.

Isabella's eyes widened slightly before she chuckled and shook her head.

"... You owe me one," she muttered, walking alongside Melisa as they headed off to class.

"I'm okay with that."

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Melisa sat in class. Everything the professor said pretty much went in one ear and out the other. Melisa had more... pressing matters at hand. Namely, the petite white-haired girl sitting a few rows to the side who looked like the average protagonist of the visual novels Melisa used to play, her storm-grey eyes fixed resolutely on the lecturer.

As if sensing Melisa's gaze, Aria glanced back. Their eyes locked for a brief, electric moment before the princess turned away. Continue your journey with My Virtual Library Empire

[... Just you wait. Just you wait.]

Isabella, perched comfortably on Melisa's lap as usual, shifted slightly, drawing Melisa's attention.

"You're thinking about her again, aren't you?" the kitsune whispered, her tone more amused than anything else.

Melisa smirked, running a hand along Isabella's thigh beneath the desk.

"Jealous?"

Isabella leaned back, her fluffy ears tickling Melisa's cheek.

"Hardly. I just don't want you getting in over your head, that's all. I mean, I love you, but that's a princess we're talking about."

Melisa briefly paused.

That was a very casual, very heavy three words Isabella just said.

But, Melisa chuckled, regaining her composure, her breath warm against Isabella's neck.

"Babe, trust me. I'm not gonna do anything stupid. But, you know... She obviously suspects me. I want to clear my name."

"Sure," Isabella snuggled against Melisa's front. "Just make sure you don't end up making her more suspicious inadvertently."

The class dragged on, but Melisa's focus remained on Aria. Every so often, their gazes would meet, the air between them crackling.

As the lecture finally ended, Melisa gently shifted Isabella off her lap, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek before standing.

"Catch you later," she murmured, before making her way towards Aria, who was gathering her things, black robe and all. "I'm going to go try something out."

"Good luck."

Melisa felt the first tendrils of her pheromones slipping out, a subtle scent designed to entice and enthrall. She pictured them winding around Aria, drawing the princess to her like a moth to a flame.

"Princess Aria," Melisa called out, her voice low and alluring. "Might I have a word?"

Aria straightened, her eyes narrowing as she turned to face Melisa.

Immediately, Melisa heard metallic footsteps behind her. Two knights just casually popped up.

Aria dismissed them.

"Miss Blackflame," she replied coolly, her gaze flicking briefly to the now empty classroom. "I suppose you may."

Melisa stepped closer, her lips curving into a confident smile.

"I was hoping we could discuss... well, us," she began, letting her pheromones thicken, swirling around Aria in an invisible cloud. "I just wanted to let you know, if you need to know anything about the ongoing investigation, I'd love to talk to you about where I've been and all that."

For a moment, Aria's eyes seemed to glaze over, her lips parting slightly as if to reply. But then, she blinked, shaking her head as if to clear it.

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean," the princess said, her voice tight. She took a step back, putting distance between them. "I'm not suspicious of you, Miss Blackflame. Or, at least, I wasn't. Until you used those pheromones of yours just now."

Melisa's eyes widened.

[WHAT?]

"I'm not going to be listening to what you have to say, Miss Blackflame. I don't think you'll tell me anything truthful anyway. Good day."

With that, she turned on her heel and strode out of the classroom.

Melisa watched her go.

[What just happened?]