Life In The Limelight : The Depressed Boy Has 4 Yandere Girlfriends-Chapter 21: Succubus

Holo hesitated outside Felicia's door, his heart pounding in his chest. He had heard plenty about her from both Trixie and Scarlet—enough to make him incredibly uneasy about this meeting. Still, he had promised himself he would handle this, no matter how difficult it might be. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows along the walls. In the center sat Felicia, bound to a sturdy chair by thick chains. Despite her restraints, she exuded an air of confidence and sensuality that made Holo immediately uncomfortable. Her silver hair fell over her shoulders in soft waves, and her piercing red eyes locked onto him the moment he entered.

"Well, well," she purred, a slow smile spreading across her lips. "You must be Holo."

Holo nodded, his throat dry. "Y-Yeah. That's me."

Felicia's eyes gleamed with interest as she leaned forward as much as the chains would allow, emphasizing her ample chest in the process. "You're cuter than I expected," she said, her voice dripping with flirtation. "Tell me, Holo... are you a virgin?"

The question hit him like a slap to the face, and his cheeks turned bright red. "W-What kind of question is that?!"

She chuckled softly, her gaze never leaving him. "Oh, come on. You can tell me. I promise I won't judge."

"I—uh—yes," Holo stammered, wishing he could disappear. "I am."

Felicia's smile widened, and a faint blush dusted her cheeks as she let out a delighted sigh. "I knew it," she murmured, her voice thick with excitement. "I love virgin boys like you. They're the most fun to corrupt."

Holo took a step back, his face burning. "Th-That's not something you should say to someone you just met."

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"Oh, but it's true," she said, her tone teasing as she leaned back in her chair. "There's something so delicious about a boy who's pure and untouched. It makes me want to see how your face would twist in pleasure..."

"Okay, that's enough," Holo said quickly, trying to regain control of the conversation. "I'm here to talk to you, not... whatever this is."

Felicia smirked, clearly amused by his discomfort. "Talk? About what? Your hopes and dreams? Your deepest, darkest secrets? Or maybe..." She trailed off, her gaze dropping to his lips. "Something more intimate?"

Holo ignored her comment, taking a deep breath to steady himself. "I just want to get to know you better. That's all."

Felicia raised an eyebrow, her smile turning playful. "Oh, you'll get to know me, Holo. Don't worry about that."

As she spoke, she shifted in her chair, adjusting her position to draw attention to her body. She crossed her legs slowly, the movement deliberate as she leaned forward again, her chains rattling softly. "Do you like what you see?" she asked, her tone dripping with seduction.

Holo's face turned an even deeper shade of red, and he averted his gaze. "Can you please stop doing that?"

"Doing what?" she asked innocently, though her smirk made it clear she knew exactly what she was doing.

"You know what," he said, his voice tense. "This isn't appropriate."

Felicia chuckled, clearly enjoying his discomfort. "Oh, you're adorable when you're flustered," she said. "I can't wait to see how you'll react when I really get my hands on you."

"That's not going to happen," Holo said firmly, though his voice wavered slightly. "I'm just here to talk."

"Talk all you want," Felicia said with a shrug. "But don't expect me to stop admiring you. Boys like you are a rare treat, Holo. I'm not letting you get away."

Holo tried his best to steer the conversation toward less provocative topics, but Felicia made it nearly impossible. She continually shifted in her chair, arching her back or adjusting her posture to emphasize her curves. Every word out of her mouth was laced with flirtation, and her gaze never left him, as if she were trying to devour him with her eyes.

Eventually, his time with her came to an end. As he stood to leave, Felicia's voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Holo," she said softly, her tone suddenly serious.

He turned back to face her, his expression wary. "What is it?"

She smiled, her red eyes glinting in the dim light. "Stay pure for me, okay? I want to be the one to... break you in."

Holo's face turned crimson, and he quickly left the room, shutting the door behind him. His heart was racing as he leaned against the wall, trying to calm himself down. Felicia was unlike anyone he had ever met—intense, seductive, and utterly shameless.

As much as he wanted to forget about the encounter, her words lingered in his mind, making him feel more flustered and confused than ever.

Days turned into a week, and Holo found himself dreading every visit to Felicia's room. Despite his best efforts to connect with her, he had made no real progress. Every conversation seemed to devolve into her flirtatious teasing or outright provocative comments that left him flustered and scrambling for a way to redirect the conversation.

One day, as Holo sat across from Felicia in her dimly lit room, she leaned forward with a playful smirk. "Holo," she began, her voice dripping with curiosity, "have you ever watched porn?"

Holo nearly choked on his own breath, his face immediately turning crimson. "W-What kind of question is that?!"

Felicia tilted her head, her silver hair cascading over her shoulder as she regarded him with feigned innocence. "It's a simple question," she said with a shrug. "Have you?"

Holo stammered, unable to form a coherent response. "I—I don't think that's appropriate to talk about."

"Oh, come on," Felicia said, rolling her eyes. "Don't be so uptight. You're a teenage boy. I'm sure you've seen something."

"I'm not talking about this," Holo said firmly, his voice shaking slightly.

Felicia smirked, clearly enjoying his discomfort. "Fine, fine," she said, leaning back in her chair. "But if you ever want to recreate any of those scenes, you know where to find me."

Holo's face burned, and he quickly looked away. "This is impossible," he muttered under his breath.

The next day, Felicia was just as bold. As soon as Holo entered the room, she greeted him with her usual playful smile. "Holo," she said, her tone sweet but teasing, "have you ever had a wet dream before?"

Holo froze in place, his face turning bright red. "W-What?! No! Why would you ask me that?!"

Felicia laughed softly, clearly amused by his reaction. "It's just a question," she said, tilting her head. "You don't have to get so defensive. It's perfectly natural, you know."

Holo groaned, running a hand through his hair. "Can we please talk about something else?"

"Why?" she asked, her smirk widening. "Are you embarrassed? It's nothing to be ashamed of, Holo. It just means you're healthy."

"I'm not embarrassed!" he lied, his voice cracking slightly.

Felicia chuckled, resting her chin on her hand as she watched him squirm. "You're adorable," she said. "I could watch you blush all day."

Holo sighed, realizing once again that he wasn't going to get anywhere with her. Every time he tried to steer the conversation toward something meaningful, she managed to turn it back to her provocative games.

The next day was no different. As soon as Holo stepped into the room, Felicia greeted him with an unusually serious expression. For a moment, he thought she might actually be ready to talk about something important.

But then she leaned forward, her red eyes gleaming with mischief. "Holo," she said, her voice low and teasing, "do you have a large or small penis?"

Holo's face turned scarlet, and he stumbled back a step. "W-What?!"

Felicia shrugged, her smile widening. "I'm just curious. I prefer them small, you know. They're much cuter."

Holo covered his face with his hands, his mind racing. "Why are you like this?" he groaned.

"Like what?" Felicia asked, feigning innocence. "I'm just being honest. Don't you appreciate honesty, Holo?"

"This isn't honesty—it's harassment!" he shot back, his voice muffled behind his hands.

Felicia laughed, clearly enjoying his reaction. "Relax," she said, her tone light. "I'm just teasing you. Mostly."

Holo let out a long sigh, his shoulders slumping. "You're impossible," he muttered.

"And you're adorable," Felicia countered, her smile softening slightly. "That's why I like you."

Despite her relentless teasing and provocative comments, there was something about the way she said those words that made Holo pause. For just a moment, he thought he saw a flicker of sincerity in her eyes—an emotion she quickly masked with her usual playful demeanor.

But whatever it was, it wasn't enough to make his visits with her any easier. Every day felt like a losing battle, and he couldn't help but wonder if he would ever be able to break through her walls.