Minato tried to pull back, but his body refused to listen. It was as if something deep inside him had been switched off... his will, his strength, everything was gone. For a brief moment, he forgot about Amelia, about the temple, about the system, even about the dangers around him.
Everything about the succubus... the rhythm of her voice, the warmth of her breath, the bright glow in her eyes... felt perfectly in sync, almost right. His mind screamed at him to resist, but his body stood frozen, drawn into her lips like metal to a magnet.
The succubus smiled faintly, noticing his mental struggles. "Don't fight it, little human… this is what you humans were made for."
She then carried Minato's hands and placed them on her soft and large breasts... "Go on... I don't bite."
Minato clenched his fists, his fingernails digging into her breast, and he forced himself to think about anything to stay conscious. His heart pounded like a Bluetooth speaker, his breathing unsteady.
