Lushen and Verdehile were taking a break from their sparring training in Garen Forest, they

settled underneath a shade of a tree. “So, what do you think of Izaria?” Lushen looked down at
Verdehile while standing up, leaning against the bark of the tree, throwing his stress ball up and
down. Verdehile looked up at Lushen with a raised eyebrow, curious at his sudden question as
he sat on the grass. “What made you ask?” “Nothing, I was gathering opinions,” Lushen replied
without looking back at Verdehile’s curious eyes as he kept throwing his ball in the air. “Hmm..”
Verdehile leaned against the tree, beginning to think for an answer. “I think she’s not a good
woman, should I put it delicately.” “What do you mean, ‘delicately’? Can you not be vague about
it? Just tell me straight to the point,” Lushen complained, looking back at Verdehile.

Verdehile sighed, “Fine. What I meant is she seems like a harlot to me, if I may put it that way.”
His words made Lushen stop throwing his ball in the air for a moment, “Huh.” The blonde
vampire raised his eyebrow on him, waiting for him to further expound on his reaction. “You’re
not the only one who said that, Verdehile,” Lushen explained. “I also asked the others about
their thoughts on Izaria, and they all think she is a woman of ill repute.” “You sound like you
don’t believe us? She is a succubus, remember?” Verdehile stood up, crossing his arms as he
looked at him seriously. “I guess you’re right, I just—” Lushen was suddenly cut off with his
sentence when he heard a twig snap at a nearby bush. “Wait, did you hear that?” Lushen
paused, listening closely to the silence that followed. “Yes. I think someone is watching us.”
“Shoot. I think I should go check it out,” “No!” Verdehile exclaimed, looking seemingly afraid. “It
might be Jean, I’ve been avoiding him for a while now. I owe him something and he’s been
looking for me.” “Not my problem,” Lushen went to check where the noise came from. “I’m out
then.” With that, Verdehile vanished, leaving Lushen to investigate on his own.

Lushen rolled his eyes and continued to venture deep into the woods, trying to track and follow
the sound. It eventually led him into a small river, and confused, he saw some footsteps around
the damp soil. Thinking cleverly, he decided to hide in order to not startle someone who was
watching him earlier. He waited hidden beneath the green leaves, fully blending in. After a while,
he saw the lovely water succubus, Izaria. Lushen can’t help but wonder if it is her that was
following and watching him for a while now. Whenever they have common training sessions, he
would catch her staring at him, and sometimes when he’s exploring in the town, he would catch
a glimpse of her from a corner of his eye, seemingly watching over him. He began to wonder
why Izaria of all people would stalk him. As he tried to think of the possible reasons, he couldn't
help but gaze at her beautiful soft skin. Izaria took a dip on the river, the water adding a wet
glaze into her glass smooth skin, tiny droplets glistened on her cleavage, and her skimpy fitted
two-piece stick tightly on her skin; making it look almost like she was naked. Lushen’s mind
went blank as he saw her form dripping wet after taking a dip in the water. Letting his desires
take over him, he suddenly came out of his hiding, finally catching Izaria off guard. Her eyes
widened at the sight of Lushen coming out of his illusion and walking straight towards her in the
water with an intense gaze.

“L-lushen? W-what are you doing here?” Izaria asked, immediately stepping out of the river. “I
should be asking you that. What were you doing here? Were you watching me?” Lushen asked
back with a low husky voice. “W-what? No! I-I just happened to be looking for a river and I saw
you and Verdehile practice on the other side, so I tried to avoid it because I didn’t want to bother
you two!” Izaria stammered as she slowly tried to back away from Lushen since he kept walking
towards her slowly, like a predator prowling “Really? Is that what it is, dollface?” Lushen
smirked. His eyes traced down towards her cleavage and slender curves, shimmer wet. Izaria
noticed his lustful gaze and blushed. She tried to sprint for it with her tiny bat wings, but Lushen
immediately pounced on her, pinning her on the ground. “L-lushen what are you doing?” Izaria
tried to get away from his grasp, wriggling underneath him. Lushen only chuckled and smirked.
He quickly moved his other hand to both hold her wrists above her head while his other hand
roamed around her body, stripping off her tiny piece of wet clothing. Izaria looked away trying to
hide her embarrassment, while Lushen licked his lips, ready to claim his prize as he stared on
her bare body. Not wasting any moment, he inserted two of his fingers in her, slowly pumping
and stretching her, making her yelp and struggle more in his grasp. “Looks like someone’s wet
for me,” Lushen cooed. She avoided eye contact with him as she continued her futile attempts
into getting away from him.

“Tell me, Izaria, are you a slut like what everyone else says?” Lushen chuckled as he pushed
his fingers deeper inside her, curling it and easily finding her sensitive spot. Izaria wriggled and
squirmed, biting her lips hard to try and not make any sound. Not wanting to give Lushen the
pleasure of hearing her moans. Seeing that she is holding back her moans, Lushen pulled out
his fingers and began to unzip his pants. Her eyes widened as she watched him unravel his fully
erect shaft, thrusting it into her without any warning. She gasped sharply, as her hands
instinctively placed on his chest, weakly trying to push him away. “L-lushen, n-no!” Izaria tried to
protest as Lushen’s cock easily slid in her. “I doubt you don’t want this, you little slut,” Lushen
smirked and then grabbed both of her thighs, raising them up and bending them, thrusting
harder and deeper into her. Failing to hold back her moans, Izaria tried to look away. She felt
her body betray her as his cock kept hitting her g-spot repeatedly, making her moan loudly every
time. Lushen loved the sound of her moans, picking up his pace and pounding harder into her,
driving her wild. “That’s it, let go, my little whore. You know you want this.” Lushen grabbed her
chin to force her to look at him as he fuck her hard. “You’ve been watching me always, I know
you want me.” Izaria eventually lets go, grabbing his face to pull him down and kiss him.

She can’t deny that she has been indeed watching him for sometime now, but not to get laid.
Her curiosity from this handsome joker which spiraled into a crush. Izaria moaned in the kiss as
her hips matched the rhythm of Lushen’s thrusts. The slick and sloppy sound of their skin
slapping together, as Lushen kept thrusting faster and harder, echoed around the silent river.
Eventually, Izaria reached her climax, her walls tightening around his hardened dick, squeezing
it. Lushen felt her tightening around him and groaned in pleasure. With a few more thrusts, he
finished inside her, spilling his hot white seed deep inside her. Panting, he laid on top of her for
a couple of few more minutes, before giving her one last kiss. “I love you..” Izaria confessed,
which shocked Lushen but quickly returned it with a teasing smirk. “I think I love you too, I just
had to confirm first. But now that I did. You’re my little whore, got it?” “Y-you were actually my
first..” Izaria looked away shyly. Lushen’s eyes widened with even more delight, and slowly
pulled out. “Ah so that’s why you were so tight, I was expecting you to be a bit loose by now,
with how all the stories about you were going around.” He then grabbed her by the waist, and
turned her around, with her back facing him. Izaria looked back at him, and he smirked at her,
“But now that you’re mine, I’ll make sure you won’t look for somebody else but me. You’re my
little slut. Mine and only mine.” Lushen playfully slapped her rear behind, earning a yelp from
Izaria. “Now, are you ready for round two?”