35 - The Bookworm’s Second Life

The Habitual Reader’s Reformed Life – Chapter 35 > Rabbit Book – Web Novel Archive <―> “Ah-hahaha!” Laughter bubbled out unintentionally. Even after taking a shower, having dinner, and parting ways with his companions, returning to his assigned room, Sion couldn't stop chuckling at the continuous stream of laughter that escaped him. 'That brat was thrilled to death, wasn't he?' They say war only seems sweet and glorious to those who haven't experienced it. This was both an answer to the Marquess of Volko's question about what war was like and a blow to Ludwig, who was whining about using underhanded tactics. The Marquess of Volko realized that Sion's words were a warning to his son and heir, Ludwig, and a sharp piece of advice from someone who had experienced war. As a father, he might not have felt too pleased, but he too was someone who had been through countless wars. It couldn't have been a pleasant sight to see his son, caught up in the games of a knight, speaking of cowardice without understanding the true meaning of war. 'It is said that a man changes after going through significant events. You've grown quite a bit for your status.' Though the Marquess of Volko spoke plainly, inside, he was genuinely impressed. During the subsequent dinner to which they were invited, he complimented Sion once more while simultaneously sending another warning to his son. 'That Lichten fellow, always whining about his son, was full of tricks. Yet he's perfectly fine.' His tone was casual, but it was clear that Volko acknowledged Sion. Given that the Marquess of Volko, a strong figure in Hispania, said so, Lucia's eyes sparkled, whereas Ludwig appeared as if he couldn't tell if he was eating food or dirt. 'Father, but during the dueling practice between knights…' 'You were the one who wanted reality, Ludwig. A man doesn't speak out of both sides of his mouth.' Ludwig clammed up at the Marquess's stern warning. He was a proud and self-absorbed individual but held fear and respect for his father. “Ah, brat. The look on your face at that moment was priceless.” Laughing to himself, Sion cleared his throat and began to think about the events to come. Kim Yuhyeon had also ascended to the royal castle around the same time. At that time, many nobles exhibited both curiosity and jealousy toward the sudden rise of the divine. In this way, Ludwig and Kim Yuhyeon were about to duel before all the nobles when an unexpected incident turned the royal party into utter chaos. ‘Initially, I thought it was the work of the demons.’ To breach the palace's wards and magical barriers, surely only demons could commit such wicked acts. The characters all said so, and the novel depicted it as the demons' doing. But as time passed, it became clear that wasn't the case. That’s something revealed only much later. ‘To stop it, or to utilize it. That’s the dilemma.’ For now, Sion could only utilize one stone. If he stopped it, he couldn’t use it. If he wished to utilize it, he couldn’t stop it. Just what would benefit him more? It was a moment of genuine contemplation when— “Yes?” Suddenly hearing a woman's voice, Sion rose from his seat. There stood Lilith, dressed in a thin, frilled blouse and a skirt-style nightgown. Sion stood and greeted her. “What brings you here suddenly?” “Well, you know. I was a bit bored at night. Thought I’d drop by.” “…” Sion immediately realized it was a lie. Succubi, after all, turn to mush in front of their contractors. It was clear at a glance. ‘I’ve got business with you,’ was written all over her face. “If it's just a visit, could it be another time? I’m quite tired right now.” So, Sion decided to tease her a bit. Can't you just leave if you've got nothing to say? To this polite request, Lilith was left fumbling. “You’re, you're tired? That much?” “A guy who can’t even use mana wielded a sword, right? Is it not tiring?” Bullshit. He hadn’t swung the sword more than five times, aside from pointing it at Ludwig’s neck. But Lilith seemed to forget even that, muttering, ‘If that’s the case, I guess it can’t be helped.’ ‘The subservient contract is indeed very advantageous.’ Lilith only shows such vulnerability before her contractor. Her true form is that of a Succubus Queen, a high-ranking demon feared even by celestial beings. Even Kim Yuhyeon had declared, ‘If I can’t have her, I’ll shatter her!’ and pursued her. “What is it? Let’s at least talk.” Sion rested his chin on his hand and watched Lilith as if appreciating her. The woman, who seemed like a goddess descending to earth, blushed and began speaking. “Well, you see. I’m almost there.” “What’s almost there?” “You know, what I mentioned last time.” “I don’t remember.” Even a fool could tell Sion was teasing her. Lilith knew it too. If she were her usual self, she’d have expressed anger over being mocked, but such a thing was inconceivable in front of her contractor. “You’re doing it on purpose, aren’t you?” “I honestly don’t remember.” “Sigh… You really…” Hearing her frustrated voice, Sion figured he’d teased her enough and gestured for her to approach. Even while grumbling, her body moved obediently towards him. Really, such an honest elder sister, Sion murmured as he caressed the inside of Lilith’s thigh. “Wow.” It’s soaked, perhaps the most fitting description. Without having had any relations or even foreplay, how could she be so wet? Sion lifted his head to look at Lilith. “Don’t say anything.” “Come to think of it, it's been quite some time moving to the castle, hasn’t it?” “Yes, yes.” “And the week Lilith mentioned is nearly over.” “…Yeah.” “I’m just curious, but what happens if you’re separated from your contractor for an extended period and can’t engage? Just genuinely curious.” “What happens to an addict when they can't get their fix? Naturally, they lose control and act wild.” “Is that what would happen to you, Miss Lilith?” “May— maybe a little. But don't worry. I won’t be throwing a fit like some regular succubus claiming I'm going to die.” Really? With things being this soaked, it does cause a bit of concern. As Sion contemplated how to proceed, he considered trying something new in their current position. “Miss Lilith, could you hold up this skirt for a moment?” “Huh? Oh, okay…” Lilith obediently took the hem of her skirt as instructed and stood still. The already short skirt rode up, revealing her curvaceous form in its entirety. “And what about your underwear?” “I’m not wearing any. Honestly, they’re rather uncomfortable…” Succubi typically wear form-fitting tights; there's no undergarment involved, and the author noted in their afterword that a single piece coming off results in complete exposure. Despite wearing human attire, it seemed she still found it uncomfortable. ‘Hmm.’ Faced with the temptation, Sion looked at Lilith’s thighs, the sweet scent overwhelming his senses. Reason held him back, urging patience, but his primal instincts and the desire rapidly building up inside him shouted otherwise. The battle between reason and instinct. Like dieting versus the late-night allure of freshly delivered fried chicken. “Ah!” A soft moan escaped Lilith’s lips. His tongue was now tracing the sensitive inner thigh, igniting her nerve endings. As the quivering woman let out a stream of moans, his tongue ventured higher. “Hmmm…” Embarrassment and anticipation, excitement and shame intertwined inside her. Lilith debated what to do but could not overcome her innate instincts. “Hah.” Opening her legs slightly to make room for Sion, Lilith allowed him closer access. Sion, grateful, immediately took the opportunity to push past her tightly closed entrance. “Mmm…” Shhh— shhh—. Unlike before, he didn’t suck, merely used the tip of his tongue to tease gently. Like tickling a woman, he licked the crack carefully. Already soaked beyond belief, sweet nectar began flowing from her entrance anew. Seeming to savor the taste, Sion slipped his tongue beyond the threshold into the warm and syrupy depths. “Hnnnn…” A shuddering breath escaped from Lilith’s mouth. With every twitch of his tongue, her body trembled in response. She had experienced licking before. Not in her true form, but mentally in previous encounters, and she’d had intimacy with Sion before. Yet it felt as if she were experiencing being teased secretly for the first time, her moans became uncontrollable. ‘Wha— what’s wrong with me…?’ Shaking all over, Lilith assumed it must be because of the changed position. Previously, she lay down with Sion delving in, but now she stood while he knelt, attacking from below. She imagined the thrill arose from having a man beneath her. “Ah, ha… it’s strange. I’m feeling stranger. Just a moment… hngh!” The calm waves turned into giant surges crashing over her. Looking down, she saw Sion’s hand gently stimulating her clitoris. With her most sensitive spot under assault, Lilith felt her body rapidly heat up. It terrified her, to feel as if she'd melt away merely from caresses. “Hnnnnngh…! No, I can’t. This isn’t… this isn’t…” The trembling intensified. As Sion persistently stroked her clitoris, Lilith felt her strength desert her. It was the first time being overwhelmed merely through foreplay. A succubus must not let anyone else take their pride by peaking sooner, and especially as a queen, that’s something she cannot allow. But it was futile; her body was brutally honest. As he covered and sucked her clit with his lips, Lilith convulsed violently, screaming a soft, “Ah.” Her limbs went rigid. ‘There she goes.’ Usually, to lend the climax an echo, one stops the foreplay here. Yet Sion did not. Instead, he targeted the sensitive area more roughly, teasing and tormenting her. Drawing circles, rolling softly before giving a sudden, strong pull—. “Hak, hak… haaa, hngh… st-st… stop it… stop it…” Her body shook uncontrollably, losing strength in her legs. Yet Sion held her in place, pushing her beyond the edge repeatedly. Ultimately, Lilith collapsed onto the adjacent bed, utterly spent. Only then did Sion relent, leaving her dissolved into a shivering heap taking ragged breaths on the bed. “What… what is this… It’s terrifying.” She couldn’t find strength in her limbs. Though her mana remained, something felt off. Lilith was gripped by fear. She worried that if things continued this way, her very existence might vanish. “Wh—what on earth…” She began to speak, but Sion silenced her with a kiss, covering her lips completely. The nectar she exuded and his saliva mixed as they entered her mouth. Lilith simply surrendered to Sion’s lead, giving her lips and tongue over to him. Her pride as the Succubus Queen melted away completely with just that kiss. “Where shall we go next?” After a lingering kiss, Sion asked with a smile. Lilith hesitated for a moment, looked up at him, and answered not with words but actions. Silently, she slipped off her blouse. As expected, with no undergarments beneath, her creamy white breasts were bared. It was a flawless expanse of milky skin, crowned with rose-hued peaks at the tips. Unconsciously, Sion swallowed hard. Despite having already tasted the honey she gave, seeing another form of sustenance made it nearly impossible to restrain his primal urges. “Do you want to taste them?” Understanding his longing perfectly, Lilith asked with a gentle smile. She teasingly held her own breasts, silently asking if he intended to come closer. “Of course.” Sion had no intention of denying that feast. [Author’s Note] Currently on a spree of four successive releases!