The Vile Succubus Top is Always Playing Around - Chapter 1

The windows were wide open. The night breeze swept through, lifting the white gauze curtains in wave-like arcs and revealing two figures standing within.

The taller figure leaned one hand against the wall while the other pinned the man’s wrist. He pressed the man against the wall with a casual yet irresistible strength. A few steps away, a mobile phone lay on the carpet, its glowing screen showing a dial pad with two digits already entered.

“You were going to call the police on me? That is a bit much, do you not think?”

The man clearly in control glanced at the phone screen and spoke with a smile. His voice was elegant and magnetic, a numbing sensation that crawled through the eardrums and into the nerves. Every simple syllable felt like a spell. Despite being the obvious dominant party, his tone sounded somewhat aggrieved.

The moonlight spilled through the window behind them, illuminating his face. It was an incredibly bewitching face, enough to make the mind of anyone who saw it for the first time go blank. The corners of his eyes tilted upward like the first bloom of a vibrant peach blossom, and his molten gold eyes glowed with a searing, dazzling brilliance.

His wine-red wolf-cut hair reached the sides of his jaw, with longer strands in the back draped messily over his shoulders. His skin was a cold, porcelain white that stood out strikingly even under the dim bedroom lights. He leaned down slightly, his breath brushing against the man’s earlobe.

The black-haired man, pinned against the wall with his chin held by a single hand, stared back in silence. His neatly tied bathrobe had come undone due to the struggle, revealing a large expanse of his pale chest. The rising and falling of his breath was quite prominent.

Just moments ago, after he had whipped out his phone and quickly pressed two digits, this intruder had moved with a speed he could not defend against. The intruder had used two fingers to pluck the phone away and toss it aside before pinning him to the wall.

Exactly who was being “a bit much” here?

“Who are you?”

The black-haired man’s face remained expressionless. Even in this situation, his voice was as cold and detached as ever.

“I told you just now. I am a succubus.”

The stunning man with wine-red hair blinked playfully. Ignoring the black-haired man’s reaction, he reached into the open collar and squeezed a certain spot twice, acting as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Yu Yanzhuo is an adult succubus, twenty-three years old.

As society changed and eras evolved, succubi gradually integrated into the human world. Most of them married humans and had children who carried the succubus bloodline. These children possessed innate succubus talents and magic, yet they looked almost identical to humans. They lived and grew up like normal people. Human essence was no longer a necessity for their survival; if anything, it was merely a seasoning.

Yu Yanzhuo was one such succubus. His succubus mother and human father married and raised him. Since childhood, Yu Yanzhuo had always been the center of attention. Starting in elementary school, he received so many love letters that his hands grew tired of holding them. His desk was constantly stuffed with small gifts and snacks, to the point where he could not even fit his backpack inside.

By high school, his fame had spread far and wide. Even the girl the local school bully liked would shyly bring Yu Yanzhuo breakfast every day. When the bully found out and came to settle the score, Yu Yanzhuo simply patted his shoulder with a smile and said a few words. The bully stood frozen for several minutes. From the next day onward, he joined the ranks of people delivering breakfast to Yu Yanzhuo without a second thought.

However, due to the social expectations of succubi in human society and the strict upbringing of his human father, Yu Yanzhuo was forbidden from engaging in any intimate acts until he reached adulthood.

After finally turning eighteen, Yu Yanzhuo discovered a fact: his standards were extremely high. He clearly disliked the old and the ugly, but even the young and beautiful seemed to lack something special. This was especially true for those who, after a single glance, would cry and cling to him, begging to be his “slave” for life.

Yu Yanzhuo did not like those who were too proactive. Yet, given the innate charm of a succubus, it was difficult to find a human who was not proactive toward him. Furthermore, Yu Yanzhuo was not entirely sure what “type” he actually liked. Since reaching adulthood, he had not found a target that caught his heart. Since consuming essence was not a necessity, he was not in a hurry and remained quite casual about it.

Tonight was an exception.

Thirty minutes ago, his crimson sports car stopped by the empty Riverside Boulevard. Yu Yanzhuo leaned against the car door with his hands in his pockets, gazing at the distant night view. He listened to his group of wealthy friends excitedly discuss their next plans.

“How about a mountain run, Brother Yan?”

One of them looked toward him. Hearing this, the others stopped talking and turned to look at him as well. Clearly, he was the only one in the group who could make the final decision. Yu Yanzhuo lazily retracted his gaze and spoke in a relaxed tone: “Sure, that works.”

His lips parted as if to say more, but he suddenly stopped. He caught a scent. It was a sweet, cloying aroma, like a top-tier dessert meticulously prepared by a master chef. It drifted over in wisps, scratching at his heart like a feather. It was the scent of a human, a very enticing human.

For Yu Yanzhuo, human essence was not a requirement, which was why he had remained so picky over the years. But the moment he smelled this particular scent, he actually felt a bit hungry. A smile curled onto Yu Yanzhuo’s lips.

“Then let us head over now, Brother Yan, you… Hey? Where did he go? When did he leave?”

The others turned around. The spot where Yu Yanzhuo had been standing was now empty. They stared at each other in confusion.

The source of the scent was located on a high floor of a nearby apartment building. The closer he got, the stronger the hunger and desire became. Yu Yanzhuo stopped outside a window. It was not locked from the inside, which was normal. No human would think someone could climb into a window on the twenty-fifth floor.

He looked inside with great interest. In the bedroom, the sound of the shower in the ensuite stopped. This was followed by the sound of a towel rubbing against skin. A minute or two later, the frosted glass door was pulled open with a swish. A man walked out, his face slightly flushed from the steam. His expression was calm, carrying a hint of cold detachment.

He wore a pure white bathrobe, tied neatly. The collar was pulled tight and overlapped, revealing only a section of his long, clean neck. His black hair was halfway dry. He leaned over slightly to pick up a shirt that had been folded neatly and placed aside. The second button of the shirt was a bit loose, right at the chest area. As he bent over, the bathrobe collar dipped, revealing a subtle, rising curve of his chest.

The man walked toward the bed. The room’s color palette was primarily black, white, and gray. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city’s night lights were dazzling. The furniture was simple and orderly, with almost no extra decoration.

A laptop in sleep mode sat on the desk. The man walked over, picked up a glass, and took a sip of plain water that had long since gone cold. The sleeve of his bathrobe slid down slightly, revealing a pale, sturdy forearm and a distinct wrist bone. He moved the mouse with his other hand, and the computer screen lit up. It was a message sent ten minutes ago by a subordinate.

[Manager Shi, please take a look at this file. I just finished revising it. (Kowtow emoji)]

Shi Jingyan glanced at the screen and opened the file. He looked at it for a moment with no expression and typed a few words on the keyboard.

[I have no idea what you are writing.] [Is one day too short for you?]

The work submitted by the manager was clearly completed under stress and haste. Shi Jingyan spotted typos after just a few glances. The person on the other side seemed to be waiting, as “typing” appeared at the top of the chat box, stopped, disappeared, and then reappeared.

A message came through: [It is not too short! I will revise it immediately and guarantee to submit it tomorrow!!]

Shi Jingyan closed the laptop expressionlessly but suddenly felt that something was wrong. A chill came from behind him. It seemed to be coming from the window, like a breeze. He turned his gaze toward that direction and suddenly froze.

His movements solidified as if he were frozen in place. Only a droplet of water from his damp black hair slid down into his collarbone, trailing along the curve of his chest before disappearing under the white bathrobe. Shi Jingyan’s eyes widened, nearly unable to believe what he was seeing.

A man was standing by the window. The night breeze blew in, causing the man’s clothes to flutter. He had broad shoulders and long legs, with a tall stature that made it impossible to look away. He leaned lazily against the wall with his hands in his pockets, looking around the room with boredom.

This person had climbed in through the window. Shi Jingyan reached that conclusion easily. It had happened in that brief moment while his back was turned. There had been no sound. If it were not for the cool night breeze, Shi Jingyan did not know when he would have noticed the man. And this was the twenty-fifth floor.

Noticing Shi Jingyan’s gaze, the man looked over at him. Shi Jingyan’s pupils trembled slightly. Seeing Shi Jingyan standing there with a stiff expression, Yu Yanzhuo curled his lips into a soul-stirring, flirtatious smile.

“Let me introduce myself. I am a succubus.” He paused and continued unhurriedly: “You”

In the next second, his voice stopped abruptly. His gaze fell on Shi Jingyan’s bathrobe collar, which had slipped slightly during his shock. The collar was now wide open, revealing a full and rising silhouette.

After a moment of silence, Shi Jingyan heard Yu Yanzhuo’s voice, which sounded slightly surprised and full of admiration.

“You are so big.”

Silence filled the air. Shi Jingyan looked at him for two seconds before picking up the phone he had placed aside and opening the dial pad without hesitation. He was going to call the police.

Back to the present.

The phone was knocked to the floor with ease, and his wrists were pinned, leaving him unable to move. Feeling Yu Yanzhuo’s reckless hand inside his bathrobe, Shi Jingyan fell silent. He looked past the intruder’s shoulder toward the window that was still open.

Although the word “succubus” was unfamiliar to him, anyone who could climb in from the outside was definitely not a normal person. Yu Yanzhuo noticed Shi Jingyan’s shifting gaze and asked with interest: “You do not seem to believe me?”

Shi Jingyan looked at him expressionlessly: “What exactly do you want?”

He had wanted to warn the man that this was a home invasion and was illegal. But saying that to someone who just climbed in from a high-rise window seemed pointless.

Yu Yanzhuo was amused by his words and asked back: “What do I want?”

Shi Jingyan stared at the breathtaking face of the man before him as a flirtatious smile bloomed. He swallowed hard, which was a rare reaction for him. It was not out of fear, but a completely inexplicable dryness in his throat. It was strange; he had never reacted this way before. Just looking at this face made him feel a sense of tension.

Yu Yanzhuo took in the reaction and felt a sense of clarity. After all, a human who could resist his face probably had not been born yet. He pulled his hand out and wrapped it around the man’s lean waist, giving it two more squeezes. The texture was quite good.

Then, to Shi Jingyan’s surprise, Yu Yanzhuo effortlessly dragged him a couple of steps toward the bed and tossed him onto it. Shi Jingyan usually took time to exercise between work sessions, so he was not weak. Yet, this man could throw him onto the bed so easily.

The moment he realized this, Shi Jingyan instinctively tensed his body and opened his mouth to speak. However, Yu Yanzhuo had already pressed over him. His knee easily parted Shi Jingyan’s legs and braced itself right in the middle. His other hand supported his weight on the bed next to Shi Jingyan’s head, looming over him entirely.

“What are you doing?” Shi Jingyan was startled.

Yu Yanzhuo looked at his confused expression, raised an eyebrow, and said with a smile: “Do you really not know, or are you pretending?”

“What?” A rare look of genuine confusion appeared on Shi Jingyan’s usually expressionless face.

This human really does not know what a succubus is. Yu Yanzhuo realized this, and his smile became even more pleasant. If the man knew nothing about it, then this would be even more interesting. Yu Yanzhuo leaned in closer to Shi Jingyan’s ear with a mischievous intent.

“Then let me explain it to you. A succubus is”

He whispered into the man’s ear. The final words were kept very low. The ambiguous and direct terms entered the man’s brain and struck Shi Jingyan’s nerves hard.

Shi Jingyan’s eyes snapped wide: “What”

Before he could finish, Yu Yanzhuo’s fingers had already touched his burning skin.

“What are you doing?!” Shi Jingyan was shocked and reacted instantly.

Because he exercised regularly, his physical condition was excellent. The moment he sensed the touch, he raised his knee to strike the man’s abdomen.

“Oh?”

Yu Yanzhuo lazily glanced at him. His molten gold eyes seemed to flicker with light. With just that one glance, Shi Jingyan felt his entire body go stiff. His knee was only a few centimeters from Yu Yanzhuo’s stomach, yet it felt as if he no longer had the strength to move it.

“Your reactions are quick, but you should just give up in front of me.”

Yu Yanzhuo’s tone was lazy. As he spoke, he tightened his fingers and gave another squeeze. The feel was excellent. People who worked out seemed different from ordinary people; they possessed an unexpected flexibility and softness when relaxed.

Following the intruder’s movements, Shi Jingyan felt his heartbeat speed up uncontrollably. It had never beaten this fast before. He began to worry that Yu Yanzhuo would be able to feel it through his skin.

Yu Yanzhuo could naturally feel it. He smiled with ease, his fingers sliding along the contours of the man’s skin.

“You seem to be looking forward to this?”

Shi Jingyan felt the back of his ears begin to burn, and his face grew hot as well. Even an inexperienced child could guess what would happen next.

“Wait, wait!” Shi Jingyan finally raised his voice. His body took on a faint pink hue due to his nervousness. “I, I have never been in a relationship. I have no experience.”

“Ha?”

Yu Yanzhuo raised an eyebrow, realizing that the human before him truly did not understand his situation. He still wore that flirtatious smile and lightly bit Shi Jingyan’s earlobe. His voice remained captivating.

“That is fine. You do not need experience. Just be good, and I will reward you.”

After saying that, he ignored Shi Jingyan’s blushing face and struggling protests. He reached out and ruthlessly pulled open the already messy bathrobe.