Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 30

Bai Ruanruan leaned against the sofa, her clothes disheveled, her face flushed as she panted heavily. The exposed skin of her body was tinged a delicate pink.

Gu Jianyou stood frozen in place, startled, before quickly draping her suit jacket over Bai Ruanruan. She had no idea what the fragile Omega had just gone through.

“That thing you just let me touch was…”

The presidential suite was completely empty—there was nothing resembling feathers, let alone the warm, delicate feather-like texture she had just felt, so soft it was as if she had dipped her fingers directly into the plumage of a magpie.

Bai Ruanruan gasped for breath, her voice teasing, “Did Sister like it?”

The little Omega nestled in the alpha’s arms, her curly, fluffy long hair spilling over the back of Gu Jianyou’s hand. Each strand tickled against her skin, sending restless, itching tremors through her heart.

Gu Jianyou murmured, “I liked it. It felt… nice.”

Both humans and demons despised anomalies. Bai Ruanruan didn’t dare imagine how much disgust Gu Jianyou would feel upon discovering she had a pair of useless, freakish wings.

But at least for now, Gu Jianyou liked them.

Gu Jianyou leaned down and pressed a kiss to Bai Ruanruan’s forehead. “What was that just now?”

Bai Ruanruan was placed on the bed, her slender fingers pressing against Gu Jianyou’s lips. The alpha shuddered at the touch, gazing at her like an eager, devoted dog.

Bai Ruanruan blinked, then lifted a hand adorned with a bracelet as colorful as hard candy, gently tracing the line of Gu Jianyou’s jaw.

The young CEO could hear the frantic pounding of her own heart, too flustered to meet the disheveled Omega’s gaze.

Bai Ruanruan whispered, “That’s a secret. I won’t tell you yet.”

In a daze, Gu Jianyou suddenly found herself pinned beneath the girl.

Never in her life had the alpha been in such a humiliating position. Her little black evening dress had ridden up in the struggle, revealing a black lace ribbon wrapped snugly around her thighs.

Unless someone lifted her skirt, no one would ever notice this little detail—

A handmade lace band, slightly digging into soft flesh, adorned with a teardrop-shaped diamond the size of a thumbnail.

With every movement, the gem swayed tantalizingly.

It was enough to drive anyone mad with desire.

Bai Ruanruan’s eyes lit up as if she had stumbled upon the most fascinating toy, her fingers toying with the lace between Gu Jianyou’s thighs.

“Did Sister dress up this prettily for some other Omega?”

For once, Gu Jianyou turned her face away, refusing to meet Bai Ruanruan’s gaze.

“…For you.”

A shy alpha was always reticent, but the reddening tips of her ears betrayed the storm inside.

The scent of irises and peaches mingled in the air, the pheromones thick enough to send anyone into heat.

Gu Jianyou gripped Bai Ruanruan’s wrist, her eyes hazy yet sharp, both of them reeking of the alcohol they’d consumed at the mixer.

“That soft, fuzzy thing earlier… it felt so good to touch. Like…”

Her fingers trailed down the girl’s silky back. “Like a little chick still carrying the scent of milk.”

The succubus: …Huh?

The alpha, deep in her rut, buried her nose against the girl’s neck, nuzzling insistently—a beast desperate to mark her beloved with her scent.

Gu Jianyou restrained the turmoil within, her eyes bloodshot and dark, lowered in an effort not to scorch the timid girl.

She murmured softly, “So warm and fluffy, like a little chick that only needs to hide under a mother hen’s wing to grow up safe and sound. If I turned on the light, those wings would surely be a creamy yellow.”

The little succubus with pure white wings let out an unhappy huff.

Gu Jianyou: “Did I describe it wrong?”

Her fingers traced the soft expanse of Bai Ruanruan’s back, coaxing the Omega into heat.

Bai Ruanruan gasped, trembling as she clutched the sheets.

The gland at the nape of her neck burned feverishly, licked over and over by a rough tongue.

A fragile sheen of tears glossed over her peach-blossom eyes.

The same pink dress she had worn when they first met was torn to shreds again—even more thoroughly than before.

The sound of fabric ripping filled her ears. Bai Ruanruan tried to push her away, but her feeble strength was as futile as resistance in a farce.

The Alpha, driven by instinct, had no rationality left—her gaze dark and unreadable.

“Bai Ruanruan, can’t you just let me mark you properly for once?”

The trembling girl in her arms couldn’t make out the words.

Every interaction with Bai Ruanruan tested the limits of Gu Jianyou’s restraint.

Whether on set or in the office as her secretary.

Unable to control herself, Gu Jianyou sank her fangs into the Omega’s delicate gland.

The rich, intoxicating scent of peaches—unlike any ordinary fruit—filled the air.

Gu Jianyou narrowed her eyes, pulling the girl tighter against her.

Bai Ruanruan burned all over, squirming weakly, her pitiful resistance almost laughable.

When Gu Jianyou finally opened her eyes, she saw the flush staining Bai Ruanruan’s neck and cheeks, sweat trickling from her temples to her chin.

Time blurred. Outside, the snowstorm gradually subsided.

The pitch-black sky parted to reveal a bright moon.

Moonlight spilled through the window, bathing the bed in silver.

……

Curled into herself, Bai Ruanruan’s voice was hoarse. “Sister… please let me go…”

She scrambled desperately to the far edge of the bed.

“We haven’t even had the birthday cake yet.”

Gu Jianyou wiped the remnants of pheromones from her lips with a thumb.

“Still thinking about cake? I didn’t think you’d have room for anything else right now.”

A mere temporary mark—just a bite to the gland—had terrified Bai Ruanruan this much.

None of her usual composure remained, none of the ease with which she once toyed with lovers.

Gu Jianyou, still fully dressed, knew this mark was little more than a stopgap.

And she couldn’t even handle this?

The shreds of rationality left in the Alpha made her pause.

In her gentlest voice, she coaxed, “Be good. Let me change your clothes for you.”

Bai Ruanruan shook her head frantically, refusing to go anywhere near this Alpha more terrifying than any demon.

Yet despite the soft words, her actions left no room for refusal.

The little succubus’s wrists and neck were already marked with alarming bruises.

And this was just from a mark—nothing more. If Gu Jianyou had truly done anything, the aftermath would be unimaginable.

Bai Ruanruan whimpered, “Sister, you’re too much.”

Though the Omega was clearly terrified, when the Alpha reached for her again, she still obediently settled into Gu Jianyou’s embrace.

Even after being bullied so harshly, she remained as docile as ever, as if Gu Jianyou’s embrace was the safest harbor.

Gu Jianyou was delighted by the young girl’s actions.

After stepping out of the bathroom, Gu Jianyou placed the pitiful-looking girl on the bed, along with an exquisitely beautiful birthday cake.

Two swans entwined their necks, forming the shape of a heart.

The pristine white swan wings were flawlessly crafted, instantly reminding Gu Jianyou of the feathered item she had just touched.

Bai Ruanruan smiled softly, “Since sister gave me a gemstone bracelet, I want to give sister a gift too.”

Under the light, the girl’s body bore bruises everywhere, her lips bitten and swollen.

Gu Jianyou tenderly applied medicine to Bai Ruanruan’s lips,

“I was too rough earlier.”

The girl gave her a reproachful glance before retrieving a small paper bag from beside the cake box, inside which lay an exquisitely wrapped gift.

Today was supposed to be Bai Ruanruan’s birthday, yet it was Gu Jianyou who received the gift.

Gu Jianyou had received countless gifts before, but never had she been so eager to discover what treasure lay inside that little box.

Opening the long sandalwood box revealed a pure silver hairpin.

Unlike the traditional Han-style hairpins popular in the market, this one was adorned with exquisitely crafted feathers.

Two pure black feathers, slightly longer than a finger, cascaded down, joined together at the top by a crystal bead that swayed with every step.

Bai Ruanruan smiled gently as she helped Gu Jianyou arrange a small bun, perfectly complementing her little black dress—elegant enough for formal occasions without being ostentatious.

Holding up a mirror, Bai Ruanruan beamed,

“I designed it to be simple, so you can wear it every day.”

Gu Jianyou trembled slightly at the sight of the fluffy feathers, their texture under her fingers nearly identical to what she had felt in the darkness.

It was unlike any feather she had ever touched—

softer than peacock feathers, yet more refined than ostrich plumes, shimmering with a metallic sheen under the light.

Bai Ruanruan: “Do you like it, sister?”

Aside from peaches, this was the first proper gift Bai Ruanruan had ever given her.

Overjoyed, Gu Jianyou replied, “I love it.”

Before coming of age, a succubus’s feathers are black, turning snow-white around seventeen or eighteen.

Most of her kind would molt their feathers by thirteen or fourteen, but Bai Ruanruan’s delayed transformation became another reason for others to bully her.

The two feathers on the hairpin she gave Gu Jianyou were the last ones she shed before adulthood.

Gu Jianyou: “Is this a cat teaser?”

Bai Ruanruan: “Huh?”

Gu Jianyou: “This hairpin you gave me looks just like the cat teasers sold in stores. Cats would go crazy for it.”

Meticulously crafted, Bai Ruanruan had sought out a master artisan to handmake it, spending considerable time from design to completion.

And now it was being compared to a cat toy?

Bai Ruanruan seriously considered cracking open Gu Jianyou’s skull to see what was inside.

Tilting her head, Bai Ruanruan asked, “Is sister a cat?”

Gu Jianyou froze for a moment before, as if possessed, dipping her finger into the cream and dotting Bai Ruanruan’s nose.

She then drew little whiskers on both sides with the cream.

The girl looked adorably silly, prompting Gu Jianyou to snap a photo with her phone.

The alpha’s primal instincts, not fully satisfied today, were reignited by Bai Ruanruan’s gift and adorable demeanor before they could even settle down.

Gu Jianyou felt every breath burn with scorching heat.

Her dark, unreadable eyes remained fixed on the red marks trailing across Bai Ruanruan’s skin, the strands of hair brushing against her neck like a lighter inching toward dry kindling.

Every touch sent the temperature inside Gu Jianyou soaring higher.

The girl was covered in marks she had left—shouldn’t the birthday girl be the one being pampered? Yet here she was, looking utterly pitiful.

Bai Ruanruan picked up the cake knife. “Would you like some, sister?”

Gu Jianyou suddenly stood, her chair toppling backward with a sharp clatter.

Bai Ruanruan startled. “Sister?”

The heavy pheromones of irises seemed to have no effect on Bai Ruanruan, but the faint, lingering scent of peaches in the air made Gu Jianyou restless—like a cat desperately needing to scratch a post.

Her teeth itched, her body burning with unbearable heat.

Voice rough with restraint, Gu Jianyou muttered, “I need a shower… You can have the cake.”

Bai Ruanruan’s expression faltered, disappointment and hurt flashing before she obediently nodded.

“Okay… I’ll save a piece for you.”

Gu Jianyou didn’t respond, grabbing a towel and disappearing into the bathroom.

As the water roared, Bai Ruanruan’s earlier fragility and confusion vanished without a trace.

She dressed, snapped a selfie with the cake, and posted it on Weibo.

@BaiRuanruan: Birthday today~ How am I supposed to finish such a big cake all by myself? (Pic) (Pic)

“AHHHH, who wouldn’t love our kitten wife?!”

“I was about to feel bad that no one’s celebrating with her, then I spotted the suit jacket in the corner—isn’t that Gu Jianyou’s?!”

“Happy birthday, wifey QAQ”

“Gu Jianyou being Bai Ruanruan’s girlfriend doesn’t stop me from wanting to be her dog (dog emoji)”

“I wanna lick the cream off her face, but I’d probably get beaten up by CEO Gu QAQ”

“Happy birthday, wifey! We share the same birthday! That basically means she’s mine <3”

“Someone wake this delusional fool up.”

“Strange, usually Gu Jianyou likes and comments the second Bai Ruanruan posts. It’s been over ten minutes—where is she?”

“Maybe only single losers are glued to their phones…”

The sound of running water continued from the bathroom, yet no steam rose.

Not even a hint of condensation fogged the glass.

Bai Ruanruan shoveled cream into her mouth with a spoon, placing the two swan cake toppers on the empty plate meant for Gu Jianyou.

The scent of peaches and sweet cream slowly seeped under the bathroom door.

Gu Jianyou pressed the back of her head against the cold tiles, one hand gripping the gland at her nape, the other tearing off the delicate lace trim from her thigh.

She couldn’t bear to ruin the girl’s birthday by leaving her battered.

Nearly an hour later, Gu Jianyou emerged, her body icy, her expression shadowed.

Only a fifth of the cake remained.

Bai Ruanruan’s lips were stained with cream as she looked up at the frigid alpha.

“Sister, why did your shower take so long?”

The little succubus asked knowingly.

Gu Jianyou wordlessly lifted the girl’s delicate chin with her index finger.

The Omega, whose face had been painted like a little kitten, blinked innocently, completely unaware.

Gu Jianyou leaned down and kissed the tip of the girl’s nose, savoring the sweet cream between her lips.

Then came the three little whiskers on her cheeks—

The cream melted in her mouth, releasing a lingering fragrance.

Bai Ruanruan, tickled by the licking, tried to push her away. “Sister, what are you doing…?”

Gu Jianyou murmured to herself, “Did you do this on purpose?”

Bai Ruanruan smiled sweetly. “What? What do you mean on purpose?”

The veins on Gu Jianyou’s hand bulged—her hour-long cold shower had been wasted…

The cream on the nose and cheeks was licked clean, leaving only the rosy lips.

Gu Jianyou gazed into Bai Ruanruan’s clear, peach-blossom eyes, where all her filthy, sacrilegious thoughts were laid bare.

“N-Nothing…”

Gu Jianyou looked at the one-fifth slice of cake left on her plate, adorned with two entwined sugar swans. Carefully, she packed the delicate sugar sculpture into a box.

As she took a bite of the cake, layered with cream and fruit—

All she tasted was the fragrance of peaches. “The cake is sweet… delicious.”

…

The next day,

In the office.

The secretary stared at the two sugar swans that had suddenly appeared on the CEO’s desk.

Secretary: “Should I put these in the fridge for you?”

Gu Jianyou’s eyes remained fixed on her tablet. “No, leave them here.”

Secretary: “The air conditioning is strong in here. The sugar might melt…”

Gu Jianyou, who had been focused on spreadsheets, immediately shifted her gaze to the lifelike white swans—their wings poised as if ready to take flight, their tiny black eyes exquisitely adorable.

Gu Jianyou lowered her lashes. “Then turn the air conditioning lower.”

The office wasn’t just occupied by the secretary—several subordinates were also present to deliver reports.

The young Alpha CEO lightly tapped her fingers on the desk, only relaxing slightly once she felt the cool breeze from above.

Gu Jianyou: “Do you know where these sugar swans came from?”

Secretary & Subordinates: “?”

How would we know?

The subordinates exchanged glances, each seeing confusion and helplessness in the other’s eyes—along with shock at why their boss would ask such a question. Was it somehow related to the company’s strategic development?

Gu Jianyou smirked faintly. “Never mind. You betas wouldn’t understand.”

Secretary & Subordinates: “…As you say.”

Gu Jianyou hooked a finger around a loosely pinned-up bun, where an unassuming feather hairpin dangled by her ear, swaying and brushing against her earlobe—tingling and teasing, carrying the intoxicating peach-scented pheromones she dreamed of.

Gu Jianyou: “Bai Ruanruan gave them to me. It was her birthday yesterday, and she specially gave me the swans from her cake—symbolizing love.”

The group had an epiphany.

Gu Jianyou continued in her usual businesslike tone, saying something utterly shocking—

“This hairpin was also a gift from Bai Ruanruan. You won’t find another like it anywhere.”

Cold sweat dripped down their backs. The atmosphere grew even more stifling than during work discussions.

They could only force out a few awkward compliments. Once they left the office, everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.

“You’ve really made it big,” Director Liang walked in from outside the office. “I wanted to invite you for drinks yesterday, but who would’ve thought our Director Gu would actually attend such a boring social mixer.”

Her childhood friend sprawled casually on the plush chair opposite Gu Jianyou, pushing an exquisite box across the desk toward her.

Gu Jianyou: “Move over a bit. Your body temperature is too high—don’t melt the sugar sculptures.”

Her friend gave her a look that clearly said “are you out of your mind,” silently moving away from the desk.

Being around someone so lovesick felt suffocating.

Leaning her chin on her hand, Director Liang remarked, “Suppressing it like this isn’t a solution.”

Gu Jianyou opened the box to reveal a row of transparent vials.

Coming from a pharmaceutical research family, her friend knew Gu Jianyou’s condition better than anyone.

“Genetics dictate that alphas either find multiple partners to handle their monthly ruts,” Director Liang explained, resting her head on her hand, “or formally mark an Omega. As long as their pheromones are compatible, it’ll never be a problem again.”

Gu Jianyou examined the cool syringe for a long moment before finally returning it to the box.

Her friend chuckled, “I’ve never seen an alpha with your level of self-control. You’ve been relying on suppressants ever since you presented.”

Standard suppressants could safely get one through a monthly rut. The highest-end products on the market could last three months.

But none were designed for Gu Jianyou’s frequency of use.

What began as monthly ruts now required two or three injections of the strongest suppressants available each month.

Dark clouds gathered in Gu Jianyou’s eyes. “None of your concern.”

Director Liang pressed, “What about your little girlfriend? Can’t she help?”

“A temporary mark yesterday,” Gu Jianyou said, fingers lightly tracing a feathered hairpin. “She’s good, innocent. There’s a long road ahead—I can’t recklessly give her a permanent mark.”

The lovesick declaration left Director Liang speechless. “You… unbelievable.”

Last night’s temporary mark had stabilized her raging pheromones, but cost Gu Jianyou nearly a full night’s sleep.

Two cold showers later, she’d barely managed to suppress the lingering heat.

Alone now, Gu Jianyou leaned back in her chair, pressing cool knuckles to her eyes.

Her alpha senses still carried traces of the girl’s delicious pheromones. Closing her eyes, her tongue brushed sharp canines, reliving yesterday’s sensation of being enveloped in that rich, damp scent.

A wry smile flickered through her gaze.

An alpha who couldn’t even administer her own suppressants—needing Bai Ruanruan’s hands to survive increasingly frequent ruts.

Not yet…

Spinning the ring on her pinky, Gu Jianyou pondered before calling her secretary.

“Email me all suitable opportunities for Bai Ruanruan.”

……

Alone in her dorm, Bai Ruanruan couldn’t understand why Gu Jianyou had stopped last night.

Choosing cold showers over holding her.

Even after the little succubus had sent so many inviting signals.

Is this alpha not up to the task?

A full-length mirror stood before a plush, long-haired carpet. The young girl wore a slim camisole, and suddenly, a pair of large, magnificent snow-white wings unfurled from her shoulder blades.

Long feathers drifted to the floor, the roots of her wings inexplicably missing a few plumes.

Her soft, pale fingers gently traced over them, still lingering with the soul-deep tremors from last night—when Gu Jianyou had roughly brushed against them.

In the dead of night…

Bai Ruanruan lay on her side in bed, her wings draped over her body, a slender, elongated heart-shaped tail extending from the base of her spine.

Gazing at the ceiling, she tapped Gu Jianyou’s number on her phone.

The alpha’s restrained, husky voice came through the receiver, “Ruanruan?”

Bai Ruanruan flicked her tail in the air before both her wings and tail vanished without a trace.

Her voice was sweet and syrupy as she cooed,

“Sister, I’m so cold sleeping alone… Can I come snuggle with you for the night?”