Janeth stayed pressed against Alex's chest, her fingers still clutching his shirt. The fragile sparks of purpose were burning inside her, but the "how" was a terrifying blank.
"How… how do I do it?" she asked, her voice shaky but determined. "How do I become a succubus?"
Alex looked down at her, his red eyes calm. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"I can't turn you into one yet." he said honestly. "I'm not strong enough for that."
Janeth's face fell. The despair flickered back, threatening to swallow her again. The revenge felt impossible.
But before she could spiral, Alex continued.
"But we can start with a bond with me. It's the first step. If you're willing to trust me with your life."
Janeth hesitated. She remembered Rose talking about a "permanent bond" when trying to seduce him, so it sounded like a trap.
But she looked up into his eyes, which held no lust, only quiet patience. The same genuine concern he had shown her from the start.
She nodded. She already lost everything, a magical bond with man was nothing.
"Kiss me." Alex said softly.
Janeth froze. The words hit her like a physical blow. Her breath came in shallow, uneven bursts as she stared at his chest.
The idea of kissing anyone sent a spike of pure anxiety through her.
Kissing meant closeness, and closeness meant vulnerability. It meant someone's breath on her skin, someone's hands pulling her in.
It meant the start of the violation she had endured for months.
Her rosy lips pressed into a tight, nervous line and her fingers tightened on his shirt until her knuckles turned white, staring at his chest not daring to look him in the eye.
A side of her screamed to push him away. She didn't want to kiss anyone.
But then the immense anger resurfaced back inside her soul.
The cold, venomous hatred for Rose burned through the panic. She remembered her own words. 'I'm going to bring you down to your knees.'
She couldn't do that as a broken human, she needed this power. But the bond was the only door to it.
She forced herself to look up at his face. He was a Half-Incubus and was stronger than her, stronger than anyone she met.
If he wanted to take advantage of her, he could just do whatever he wanted with and no one would stop him. He could use her body just like Rose did, and she would have zero power to resist.
But he wasn't doing that. He wasn't demanding for intimacy, but only asking for a kiss.
Just a kiss.
A simple touch to start a bond. And in his expression, it was clear that it was a choice, not forceful.
Rose never gave her a choice.
The realization steadied her shaking hands. Alex was different. He was safe and it was just a kiss. A necessary step for her revenge against Rose.
Finally, Janeth drew in a shaky breath.
"…Okay." she whispered, barely audible.
She leaned in toward his face slowly, almost reluctantly. Her eyes fluttered shut, expecting the worst as their lips met.
At first, the kiss was soft and careful. His lips were warm against hers, slightly rough from the long night but incredibly tender.
Janeth stayed completely tense, her spine was rigid, her jaw locked, and she was waiting for the trap.
Waiting for his hands to grab her waist, push her down, turn it violent.
But nothing bad came. No aggression and no lust. He simply held the kiss, letting her set the pace.
Slowly, the rigid tension in her spine began to melt. Her shoulders dropped, as his lips felt comforting.
This wasn't like the other times, rather a kiss she had never had before, a feeling she had never known in her life.
"Uhnn.." As his tongue gently brushed her lower lip, Janeth let out a tiny surprised sound. She hesitated, then parted her lips.
The moment their tongues touched, the magic and bond was activated.
A soothing heat bloomed in her chest, almost healing.
His tongue moved slowly against hers, smooth and savoring. As the bond was established, it drew her deeper into the kiss, replacing the anger with a rush of undeniable affection.
Janeth found herself leaning in further, clutching his shirt, desperate for more of that safe warmth.
A powerful rush of warmth flooded through her, starting from their lips and spreading down her neck, her chest, and lower. It clicked deep inside her soul, like a missing piece locking into place.
When they parted, Janeth had gone breathless. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glassy with unshed tears and her lips felt hot, swollen, and tingling.
Before she could speak, a soft pink glow appeared beneath the hem of her dress. A delicate tattoo formed on her lower belly. It pulsed once with pink light, then settled into a faint elegant mark.
Janeth's eyes widened. She touched the symbol.
"It… it's a tattoo?" she whispered, filled with awe.
For the first time in months, the ugly memories were shadowed by the kiss.
They were still there, but they no longer felt like they were drowning her. She leaned into his embrace, drawing comfort from his body. Then tears started slipping down her cheeks.
"It's okay." Alex asked gently, brushing his thumb across her cheek.
She could only nod.
She stayed in his embrace for a few more minutes, until it was time to leave.
With a quiet snap from the Succubus Queen, the royal domain dissolved and they reappeared in Alex's messy bedroom.
The contrast was jarring, but Janeth stayed calm, until she saw her nemesis.
Rose was there and awake. She had just walked back in, wearing one of Alex's oversized black shirts. The hem reached her creamy thick thighs.
She carried a tray with steaming coffee, clearly trying to be useful.
The moment Janeth saw her, everything shattered.
Her body went rigid, then pure hatred burned across her face.
"You…" Janeth's voice came out venomous. She clung tighter to Alex's arm. "I'm going to bring you down to your knees. I swear it. I will make you suffer the way you made me suffer."
"Whatever ~" Rose paused, setting the tray down. She didn't argue, just offered a small, careless smile and stayed quiet.
She couldn't harm the professor anymore, as she could tell she was Alex's property too, and he was protecting her. Plus, what he did last night to her made her tameful and clearly obedient.
Still, Alex felt bad as Janeth was shaking violently against him and wrapped a protective arm around her shoulders, and she calmed slightly.
"Don't worry of her anymore. " he said firmly. "You're safe with me. And with her too, right, Rose?"
Rose immediately nodded in agreement.
Janeth didn't reply. She kept glaring at the succubus, her body tense with rage like a house cat facing a feral dog.
Eventually, the tension in the room started to settle.
Alex glanced at the clock and sighed. "I'm already late for classes, but we need to figure this out."
Janeth's face paled as she looked at the clock. "I can't go back there, Alex..." she whispered, her voice cracking. "Rose used my body… my face… for months. Everyone thinks I'm that kind of woman now... My life is particularly ruined... I can't face anyone."
Liza's voice echoed in their heads, calm and beautiful like a sweet hymn.
'It is a mess, but do not worry!' Liza said, her voice carrying a light chuckle. 'I can fix the memories of everyone on campus. Everyone.'
Janeth's eyes lit up, as she looked up at Alex, clutching his arm even harder. The idea of her life not being over felt like a dream and hope finally showed in her eyes.
'I can wipe their brains completely.' Liza continued. 'Make them forget everything, or make them think it was someone else.'
'But!' Liza continued, her tone turning serious before snapping back to shameless teasing, 'a spell that large takes immense energy... So this handsome guy is going to have to work very hard to charge it~'
From the corner, Rose let out a soft giggle as she leaned against the desk. She knew exactly where the Queen was hinting. Her esmarld eyes stayed fixated on him, worshipping him.
A second later, Janeth also realized what Liza was talking about and her face turned slightly red. She wasn't stupid and knew exactly how Alex got his energy.
Picturing him with Rose and the other girls, taking every bit of lust energy they had just to help her. The thought made her stomach tight with embarrassment, her breath got short and shallow.
The only way her life was going to be saved was by a lot of shameless sex, staying glued to his side, her gaze lowered to her feet.
'Hehe~ He will be happy to help you, right, handsome?' Liza chuckled.