Chapter 3 – Clearing Things Up.


It took ten minutes for Makoto to calm down.

Both his upper and lower heads.

Just as the young man finally put his thoughts back in place, he got up, pulled his pants and walked towards the living room, but not before noticing a strange tattoo just over his crotch, it was of a heart with bat wings and a crown.

Upon entering the living room, he sees the blond woman laying down on his couch, remote control in hand as she flips through channels on the TV. "Finally up, dear?" She asks without taking her blues eyes off the television.

"Yeah, took me a while to collect myself." Although his seemly casual response, Makoto's heart beating faster thanks to his nervousness.

The blond just smirks while watching him walking closer to the seats.

The brunette sits down at the armchair by the side of the couch. "So-" He looks towards the blond. "-who exactly are you?"

The blond sits up and turns to face the young man. "Well, as I already said, my name is Enoshima Junko." She puts a finger on her cheek and smirks mockingly. "Or should I call myself Naegi Junko, ya know, considering our current situation?"

Makoto blushes, before looking away from the blond. "O-Okay Enoshima-san, why did you call yourself my wife and then called me your husband?"

The blond looks at him in shock.

"E-Enoshima-san? You're not even going to call me by my first name?" She sniffs and hides her face behind her hands. "You're so mean Makoto-chan!"

Feeling instant regret, the brunette waves his arms apologetically. "N-No I-I didn't meant it like that!" Her sniffs become louder. "I'm sorry, Junko-chan!" He bows his head and silence falls in the living room.

"Pffff!" Junko's sniffs turn into a snort. "Hahaha!" That snort then turns into a full blown laugh. "You're such a dumbass!" She falls onto the couch while holding her belly, her laughter filling the whole room.

Makoto looks at her with a confused expression. "W-What?"

After some seconds of nonstop laughter, the blond finally calms down and looks towards the brunette with a grin on her face. "So you're one of those herbivore men aren't you?" Before Makoto can even understand what she meant by it, the succubus replies to her own question. "Normally I hate those types, but considering you got a good cock on ya, I'll let it pass." Seeing that he was getting more and more confused, Junko sighed. "Well, guess it's time to explain some shit." She cracks her neck and looks at him. "This is going to be a lot and I won't explain it twice, so pay attention!"

"O-Okay." Makoto was still lost on what's happening, but he nodded nonetheless.

"Both humans and succubi have this thing called life force." The blond starts explaining. "Life force is what you humans call a soul. It is a type of energy that can be extracted from everything that is alive, but for us succubi is way better to get it from humans, the motive as to why isn't important right now." She looks towards him. "Are you following?" The brunette nods. "Good. Life force is different for every succubi or human, but, in rare cases, a human and a succubus have the exact same life force, which means they are a perfect match." Junko points to the tattoo on her belly. "That tattoo only appears when a succubus finds her best match, in my case, sadly it's you."

The brunette blushes while looking at her exposed belly. "O-Okay, I think I understand." Turning his gaze to her face, he asks. "But what exactly being a best match means?"

"It's pretty complicated, but the only thing you need to know is this: Because we have the same life force, I can get myself full more easily." She licks her lips. "Normally, it would require all of a man's life force to even satisfy half of my hunger, but because we are a prefect match, just that quick blowjob was enough to make me full, at least for now."

"W-Wait! If someone's life force ends, that means they die right?" Makoto asks and she nods, quite nonchalantly in fact.

"If you're thinking that I'll be slowly draining your life force out of you, then don't worry." She yawns. "Life force fills back over time as long as there some left, so you won't be dead by the end of the week… or maybe you will, who knows?" Flashing a teasing smile, she giggles as the young man gulps.

That was a lot to take in and Makoto head was about to explode with that much information, yet, there was something he was curious about. "What exactly is this?" The brunette pulls his shirt up slightly, showing the tattoo over his crotch.

"O-Oh, that?" The blond succubus averts her gaze. "T-That is a sign that we really are a perfect match."

Makoto raises a eyebrow. "Really?" He may not look like it, but he was the sidekick of a detective so he could tell that she was lying.

That and the fact that he was already pretty good at reading people.

"Yes." She turns to face him and sends a chilling glare. "That's it."

The brunette knew that she was hiding something, but he felt like now wasn't the best time to ask.

A silence falls as the blond goes back to watching TV and Makoto starts to finally grasp the situation he's in. "Wait. You still didn't explain why you're calling me husband?"

"I'll be living here from now on, so why not?" Junko replies without taking her eyes off the television.

So she was going to live with him. "So you won't be draining anyone else outside of me right?"

She nods while yawning. "Yeah, pretty much."

"Then fine, I guess you can live here with me." He smiles warmly and the succubus looks at him with a confused expression. "I know it's not that big of a apartment, but I hope we can make it work."

Junko doesn't reply, she just looks again towards the TV.

Now, most normal people probably wouldn't want a demon that can kill them living under their roof, or at least they would need some time to accept that fact. But Makoto wasn't like that, yes he was average in pretty much every way, but deep down, his sense of responsibility was greater than anyone's. So if she was going to stop draining men off their souls, then he would gladly take her in.

The fact that she was hot and down to fuck him was just a bonus really.

But there was also another reason why he was so quick to accept her living with him and that had nothing to do with her being a succubus.

She had a certain loneliness in her eyes, Makoto didn't know why, but he felt like there was more to her and this whole situation than meets the eye.

Before the brunette can say anything more, the sound of his cellphone ringing echoes through the apartment. "W-Well, I better go there pick it up." He gets up from the armchair and walks by the couch. "Later we'll talk more about our living arrangements okay?"

"Fine." She replies without any noticeable emotion on her voice.

After that exchange, the brunette walks to his room and follows the ringing of his phone to the nightstand by the side of his bed.

Picking the phone up and looking to its screen, Makoto raises a eyebrow, before finally answering the call. "Kirigiri-san?"

A calm voice replies through the phone. " Hello Naegi-kun."

"Eh, yes, hello." The brunette sits down on his bed. "Do you need anything Kirigiri-san?" He falls back on the bed and looks towards the ceiling.

" No, not this time." The woman replies. " I was just worried about you. That rain was awful last night." There's a small pause. " Are you okay?"

Makoto blushed. ' So she was worried about me?' His cheeks get even redder and the young man smiles.

Truth be told, he always had a little crush on his boss, Kirigiri Kyoko.

She was the best detective in town and also possible the smartest person Makoto's ever meet.

He always wanted to get closer to her, but the young woman was always more focused on her work than on relationships, so he always kept to himself.

"I'm good, luckily I found a bus stop just when the rain started turning into a storm." The brunette replies, of course excluding the whole succubus stuff that happened there.

" I'm glad then-" Kyoko replies, then silence falls. Before Makoto can say anything, his boss continues. "-Actually, Naegi-kun." There's another pause. " Are you free this afternoon?"

The brunette gets up from the bed. "Y-Yes!" He replies, a little too quickly for his own liking. "Ahem! I mean-" Coughing falsely, he continues. "Yes, I am free. Why?"

" I wanted to go over some details of our next case with you."

Makoto mentally facepalms. Of course she was talking about work!

" And maybe get a coffee together?"

Yes! The young man pumps his fist into the air.

"Y-Yes. I'd love too." He replies with a smile on his face. "I even know a great place! O-Of course, if you didn't already choose one."

" I haven't." Kyoko says. " That was all. I'm looking forward for our meeting."

"Yeah. Me too." Makoto smiles even more. "Bye Kirigiri-san! See you later."

As the two say their goodbyes, a smirking Junko is listening in on their talk using her succubus magic.

"Oh my!" Her smirk gets wider. "I guess Kyoko-chan also has a little crush!" The blond's eyes turn from red, back to blue. "Things are going to get interesting from now on."


For a story that is just smut, that was a pretty expository chapter.

Goddanmit me! just write freaking porn!

Anyways, no smut in this chapter, but don't worry, next one is going to be wild.

Anyways, see you around!