The Little Succubus's Hypnosis Manual - Chapter 32
Chapter 32: Tail
After one or two days passed, Shen Zhile still hadn’t responded to any messages. If it weren’t for the voice message he had sent earlier, Xie Nanxing would’ve thought meeting Shen Zhile had all been a dream.
Because of this, his mood had been particularly low these past few days.
He didn’t even go to hypnotize Zhou Qiyue. Zhou Qiyue felt like something had been missing lately.
He tried everything to get Xie Nanxing’s attention. One morning before leaving the house, he deliberately messed up his tie and said to Xie Nanxing, “I need to reply to a message. Help me fix my tie.”
“Oh, okay.” Xie Nanxing took the tie from Zhou Qiyue. He had wanted to help tie it before, but Zhou Qiyue always refused.
Now, with worries on his mind, Xie Nanxing’s movements were a bit absent-minded.
Still, his technique was perfect—it was obvious he had practiced many times. It took less than a minute.
Zhou Qiyue hadn’t actually needed to send a message. Holding his phone, he secretly observed Xie Nanxing.
Xie Nanxing’s fingers moved skillfully, eyes focused. But there was something missing—something Zhou Qiyue couldn’t quite put his finger on.
He found it strange, yet couldn’t explain why.
“All done, gege.” Xie Nanxing said to the distracted Zhou Qiyue. Only then did Zhou Qiyue put on his shoes and head out. “Alright, see you tonight.”
“See you tonight.” After the brief goodbye, Xie Nanxing also left for work a few minutes later.
At work, a coworker asked, “That rich guy who came last time—is he your friend? How come he hasn’t been by lately?”
Xie Nanxing gave a vague response. “Maybe he’s been busy lately.”
He had also tried calling Shen Zhile a few times, but the calls never went through.
That night, he finally got a call back from Shen Zhile. His voice was as brief as ever. He said he’d been too busy lately and hadn’t had time to check his phone. He’d come see Xie Nanxing in a few days.
The call ended quickly—so quickly that Xie Nanxing hadn’t even finished what he wanted to say.
Thankfully, a week later, he finally saw Shen Zhile again.
Shen Zhile invited him to lunch, which was sort of an apology for not responding earlier.
Of course, he couldn’t exactly say he’d been locked up by Zhou Shengyan, banned from using his phone, and even untouched physically—despite being tormented to the point of tears and begging for Zhou Shengyan’s essence.
That pervert. So what if he snuck out for a bit? Did he really need to go that far?
“Zhile-ge?” Xie Nanxing called when Shen Zhile didn’t speak.
Only then did Shen Zhile snap out of his thoughts. He rubbed his sore waist—he’d worked hard to get permission from Zhou Shengyan to come out today, so he couldn’t waste this opportunity.
“How far along are you in the romance progress?” Shen Zhile cut straight to the point.
“Forty-eight percent.” Xie Nanxing shared everything that had happened recently between him and Zhou Qiyue in full detail.
Shen Zhile’s expression grew serious. “You’re making a mistake. You can’t rely entirely on your hypnosis. Using it too much drains your magic, and even if you completely alter his perception, the love he feels for you may not be genuine.”
“Ah? Then what should I do, Zhile-ge?” Xie Nanxing, who had always trusted Shen Zhile since he was a child, instinctively sought his guidance.
“Idiot. You can’t fully hypnotize him. You need to make it subtle—let him struggle with his feelings, and then gradually accept your presence.”
Xie Nanxing nodded with a vague understanding.
Shen Zhile continued, “And you can’t just rely on hypnosis. In real life, you have to seduce him.”
“Seduce him—you know what I mean?”
Even though they were incubus demons born for lust, Xie Nanxing couldn’t help but blush when he heard that.
“You mean like… acting spoiled? Asking for kisses and hugs?” He placed his hands on his knees, practically burying his head under the table.
Shen Zhile looked around and, seeing no one was paying attention, leaned close to Xie Nanxing’s ear and said, “Men are creatures of desire. You have to be provocative. Learn how to use your body to seduce.”
“I… I can’t.” Xie Nanxing felt hot all over just listening to him. He recalled that time Zhou Qiyue taught him how to pleasure himself.
Just from that, he’d already felt like he was ascending to heaven. If things got even more intense, he was sure his heart would give out.
“Do you still want to go home?” Shen Zhile asked seriously.
Xie Nanxing hesitated for a moment but finally nodded.
“Then do what I said. I’ll ask Zhou Shengyan what Zhou Qiyue likes, and you help me ask Zhou Qiyue what kind of person Zhou Shengyan likes.”
“Okay.” Xie Nanxing agreed without hesitation.
Shen Zhile patted his shoulder. “Remember what I told you.”
All the way home from work, Xie Nanxing kept thinking about how to seduce Zhou Qiyue, all while gradually introducing hypnosis.
He was thinking so hard his head was going bald.
Just then, Zhou Qiyue returned. Distracted by his thoughts, Xie Nanxing forgot to greet him at the door like usual. Only when the doorbell rang did he hurry over.
He muttered “seduce” under his breath.
So he boldly stepped forward and hugged Zhou Qiyue. Zhou Qiyue’s body tensed for a moment but quickly relaxed.
Zhou Qiyue didn’t tell him to let go, so Xie Nanxing just hugged him like that—and even nuzzled against him.
“You… today…” Zhou Qiyue began to ask, but the words got stuck. He wanted to ask why Xie Nanxing was suddenly so forward, but was afraid that if he did, Xie Nanxing might stop.
That contradiction kept him silent.
“I saw Zhile-ge today. He’s doing well. I finally feel relieved.” Xie Nanxing said cheerfully.
Zhou Qiyue gave a light snort. So that’s why he’s suddenly so affectionate—because of Shen Zhile again.
“Help me undress.” Zhou Qiyue rarely asked Xie Nanxing to do anything, but today, he suddenly wanted to see him acting all obedient.
“Okay!” Xie Nanxing replied eagerly. He had always wanted to help, but Zhou Qiyue had never allowed him.
He helped take off Zhou Qiyue’s coat and hung it up, then began untying his tie.
His fingers moved with practiced ease, but his movements were slowed, soft as water, brushing against the skin at Zhou Qiyue’s collar.
His fuzzy head moved closer, as if puzzled by the tie, trying to see why he couldn’t undo it.
Warm breath landed on Zhou Qiyue’s throat and collarbone, and Zhou Qiyue finally realized what had been bothering him lately.
Though he had tried to ignore it, Xie Nanxing had been subtly seducing him all along.
That’s why he found it strange when Xie Nanxing had tied his tie so quickly the other day—there had been no intimacy.
But now, the atmosphere was perfect. If he just leaned down, he could capture Xie Nanxing’s lips.
Zhou Qiyue was startled by the thought.
Why do I want to kiss him?
He instinctively stepped back. But Xie Nanxing, still holding onto his tie, stepped forward. Their feet tangled, and Zhou Qiyue’s back hit the door as Xie Nanxing stumbled into his chest.
His teeth bumped against Zhou Qiyue’s firm chest muscles.
Hands braced against Zhou Qiyue’s chest, Xie Nanxing pulled away and quickly untied the knotted tie, stuffing it into the closet.
He flopped onto the sofa, trying to calm his racing heart.
I really am a terrible incubus, he thought. I don’t know how to seduce anyone.
Zhou Qiyue sat beside him and casually asked, “Why’d you run?”
But as soon as he sat down, Xie Nanxing subtly scooted away.
They both stayed awkward like that through dinner.
Xie Nanxing secretly sent a voice message to Shen Zhile:
“Zhile-ge, I’m too scared to seduce him. What do I do?”
He didn’t know that Shen Zhile was already in deep trouble himself. Still, Shen Zhile managed to reply:
“Then just use your ability.”
“Xie Nanxing, come practice calligraphy,” Zhou Qiyue called out when he noticed the boy chatting with Shen Zhile again.
He wanted to throw Xie Nanxing’s phone in water so he’d have no choice but to talk only to him.
Xie Nanxing nervously entered the study. “Gege, you can treat me like a kitten and play with me however you want.”
His last few words were nearly a whisper, but Zhou Qiyue still heard them. His vision blurred slightly.
Zhou Qiyue easily picked Xie Nanxing up by the waist and placed him on the desk, making him taller than Zhou Qiyue by a full head.
He started by petting Xie Nanxing’s head. Xie Nanxing obediently bowed his head, letting Zhou Qiyue touch him.
His hand slid downward, fingers gently squeezing Xie Nanxing’s ears.
“Why no fur, Mimi? Are you a hairless cat?”
“The ears feel different too.” Zhou Qiyue suddenly rolled his chair forward, narrowing the distance. One hand slid down from Xie Nanxing’s waist, resting on his buttocks.
“Why don’t you have a tail?”
Xie Nanxing bit his lip. He had assumed the hypnosis would auto-correct—but apparently there were loopholes.
“No… I have a tail. Gege, touch it.”
He chanted a spell under his breath.
Suddenly, two pointed horns sprouted from his head, and from the spot Zhou Qiyue had been holding, a tail grew.
It was long and slender, pitch black, with a heart-shaped tip.
The heart-shaped end wrapped around Zhou Qiyue’s hand, as if trying to grab his attention.
Zhou Qiyue felt the strange texture of the tail with his fingers, stunned.
In his eyes, Xie Nanxing now had fuzzy cat ears on top of his head—and a tail brushing against his hand.
Xie Nanxing seemed to think Zhou Qiyue wasn’t shocked enough, so he voluntarily lowered his head and revealed his pair of horns to Zhou Qiyue.
“Gege, touch my horns,” Xie Nanxing said, grabbing Zhou Qiyue’s hand.
“Can cats talk?” Zhou Qiyue felt his consciousness a bit muddled. Xie Nanxing could only rub Zhou Qiyue’s hand with his horns, imitating a cat’s meow, “Meow~”
Zhou Qiyue touched the pair of “ears.” The ears felt a bit strange, not like a cat’s ears, but more like the horns of some animal.
Zhou Qiyue couldn’t take it anymore. He buried his head in Xie Nanxing’s embrace. Xie Nanxing was soft all over.
He burrowed into Xie Nanxing’s belly, the softest part of him. Zhou Qiyue shook his head, determined to “absorb” the cat all over.
After the belly, he moved upwards, burying his head in Xie Nanxing’s chest. Xie Nanxing’s tail instinctively wrapped around Zhou Qiyue’s pinky finger, and he moved his waist, pushing his chest forward.
Soon, Zhou Qiyue picked him up again and placed him on the table. Zhou Qiyue himself stood up and looked at him.
Xie Nanxing felt that Zhou Qiyue now seemed a little dangerous, as if he was going to tear him apart and devour him.
He retreated a little, but Zhou Qiyue, addicted to “cat-absorbing,” wouldn’t let Xie Nanxing move away.
He grabbed Xie Nanxing’s tail and easily used one hand to completely pull Xie Nanxing into his embrace.
“Kitty-kitty.” Zhou Qiyue buried his face in Xie Nanxing’s hair, starting a furious “inhalation.”
Xie Nanxing’s head smelled of shampoo, but under hypnosis, it seemed to hide some kind of fragrance that intoxicated Zhou Qiyue.
A barrage of kisses rained down on Xie Nanxing’s head, leaving him no chance to dodge.
His head suffered, and his face didn’t escape either. After kissing his hair, Zhou Qiyue bit Xie Nanxing’s face.
There was no expected fur, but rather a bite into flesh, not a heavy bite, but a huge sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.
After “absorbing” the top, Zhou Qiyue flipped Xie Nanxing over, pressing him onto the table.
Zhou Qiyue continued to “absorb” from the back of his neck, his palm feeling the wings that had grown on his back. “What’s this? Is the little cat sick?”
“Meow meow~” Xie Nanxing couldn’t speak now, only meow twice in protest, telling Zhou Qiyue to stop playing with his wings.
But Zhou Qiyue, not playing with the wings, targeted the next spot. Xie Nanxing felt something suddenly appear on his lumbar spine.
Zhou Qiyue buried his face in Xie Nanxing’s tailbone, which was indeed the meatiest part of Xie Nanxing’s body.
Whether pressing his face into it or kneading it with his hands, it had a unique feel.
“Ugh, don’t touch me, meow~” Xie Nanxing was almost in tears, never imagining that the usually serious-looking Zhou Qiyue had seemingly flipped some evil switch, manhandling him.
The two peach-like halves were kneaded back and forth, Zhou Qiyue’s face buried in between, occasionally calling out words like “cat” and “kitty-kitty.”
Xie Nanxing was out of strength, lying on the table, panting.
Zhou Qiyue seemed to sense that the cat was about to be “played out,” so he flipped him back over. Xie Nanxing didn’t even dare to look at Zhou Qiyue.
“Tired, kitty?” Zhou Qiyue rubbed Xie Nanxing’s head. Xie Nanxing parted his lips, panting, not wanting to say a single word.
Zhou Qiyue stared intently at Xie Nanxing’s lips. He had wanted to kiss them that afternoon.
His thumb moved from Xie Nanxing’s cheek to his lower lip. The sensation there was like a bouncy jelly, making one want to look further inside for more surprises.
Thinking this, Zhou Qiyue’s hand reached in. Xie Nanxing’s teeth gently bit Zhou Qiyue’s hand in defiance.
But Zhou Qiyue didn’t take his small amount of strength seriously at all. Xie Nanxing had no choice but to resist Zhou Qiyue’s finger with his tongue.
Just now he was swaying his waist to entice him, and now that he’d been “played,” he wouldn’t let him play anymore.
Zhou Qiyue felt that Xie Nanxing was somewhat spoiled by him.
“Good boy, open your mouth.” Zhou Qiyue’s gaze was deep. Xie Nanxing, currently overwhelmed, didn’t notice that Zhou Qiyue’s eyes were gradually changing under hypnosis.
But he consistently couldn’t refuse Zhou Qiyue’s requests, so he could only open his mouth slightly, allowing Zhou Qiyue’s fingers to go straight in.
Two fingers pinched his tongue, as if playing with something interesting.
But Xie Nanxing, who opened his mouth and let Zhou Qiyue play, couldn’t even swallow at this point, and saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth.
Zhou Qiyue finally released his poor tongue and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, but there was too much saliva.
The saliva stuck to his fingers, a bit sticky. Zhou Qiyue looked at the glistening saliva on his hand, like a pervert, and in front of Xie Nanxing, he put his finger to his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and licked the saliva off.
More and stronger desires surged in Zhou Qiyue’s heart; he wanted to lick more.
His hands rested on either side of the table, and he leaned down, easily embracing Xie Nanxing.
His tongue peeked out and lightly licked the corner of Xie Nanxing’s mouth.
He licked upwards from the chin. Xie Nanxing’s body stiffened, as if under a spell, allowing Zhou Qiyue to gradually lick from his chin to his lips.
… allowing that flexible tongue to explore his mouth.
Xie Nanxing closed his eyes. A purer and denser vital energy, more intense than physical contact, surged into his body.
The ears on his head and his tail slowly disappeared. Xie Nanxing unconsciously wrapped his arms around Zhou Qiyue’s neck, deepening the kiss.
“Xie Nanxing.” Zhou Qiyue’s consciousness cleared. His and Xie Nanxing’s lips were still intertwined, neither willing to let go. When he retreated, Xie Nanxing would follow.
“Xie Nanxing!” Zhou Qiyue suddenly pushed Xie Nanxing away. What was he doing?
Memories slowly returned. Zhou Qiyue remembered his actions just now, treating Xie Nanxing like a cat, “absorbing” him from head to tail, and not only that, he had even buried himself in Xie Nanxing’s tailbone.
Xie Nanxing was still dazed from the kiss, looking at Zhou Qiyue with blurry eyes.
“Gege.”
Just that one sentence from Xie Nanxing made Zhou Qiyue feel the physical reaction that had been deliberately ignored during the hypnosis. He covered his eyes and turned his back.
He never remembered anything when he was hypnotized before, so why did he remember today?
Wait, when else had he been hypnotized?
Zhou Qiyue rummaged through his memories, but every time he thought deeply, his mind felt as if a thousand needles were crawling through it, making him afraid to think further.
He sat in the chair, still feeling that it was all just a dream.
Just like the scene he dreamed of a while ago, the location was also the study.
Xie Nanxing, in front of him, did not disappear because he realized this was a dream. Instead, he stared at him in a daze. Only Xie Nanxing’s slightly rapid breathing remained in the study.
Xie Nanxing’s hands rested on the table, barely supporting his body from flopping down softly.
“Gege, what’s wrong?” Xie Nanxing’s eyes were still blurry, looking at Zhou Qiyue stickily.
Zhou Qiyue covered his head. Was he already having waking dreams?
“Don’t talk to me,” Zhou Qiyue said to Xie Nanxing, feigning fierceness.
Xie Nanxing visibly trembled from Zhou Qiyue’s scare, and he meekly closed his mouth.
But their posture remained strange.
Xie Nanxing sat on the desk. He didn’t feel anything when Zhou Qiyue was playing with him, but now that Zhou Qiyue was awake, he was like a fish on a dinner table, at Zhou Qiyue’s mercy.
Zhou Qiyue pinched his thigh hard, and the pain immediately transmitted from his leg to his brain, making him hiss.
It’s not a dream…
Could all this be real?
Zhou Qiyue carefully recalled everything that had just happened like a dream. From Xie Nanxing’s words, he seemed to have really treated Xie Nanxing as a cat, and even fantasized that Xie Nanxing had grown a tail and ears.
He suddenly remembered what the doctor said: Xie Nanxing might indeed have hypnotic abilities.
“Are you feeling better?” Zhou Qiyue accepted everything that had just happened and asked Xie Nanxing.
Xie Nanxing quietly observed Zhou Qiyue. When the hypnosis was about to end, he deliberately didn’t push Zhou Qiyue away and restore everything as usual.
Instead, following Shen Zhile’s advice, he left a flaw in the hypnosis, allowing Zhou Qiyue to discover their intimate contact.
He didn’t know if it would work, but he trusted Shen Zhile.
However, Zhou Qiyue seemed to want to pretend this incident didn’t happen.
Xie Nanxing pursed his lips and gently shook his head, “Brother, my legs are weak.”
Zhou Qiyue told himself in his heart that none of this was Xie Nanxing’s fault. It was because Xie Nanxing had skin hunger, so Xie Nanxing wanting to hug him and have physical contact with him was all due to his illness.
He warned himself not to have other thoughts.
“I’ll carry you to the bedroom.” Zhou Qiyue scooped Xie Nanxing off the table and placed him on the bed.
But as he was leaving, Xie Nanxing grabbed his hand again, “Gege, aren’t you going to rest?”
“No…” Zhou Qiyue was afraid that his helplessness and confusion would be seen by Xie Nanxing, but seeing a flicker of disappointment in Xie Nanxing’s eyes, he still patted Xie Nanxing’s head, “I’ll be there in a bit.”
Zhou Qiyue returned to the study, leaning back in his chair, his mind filled with what had just happened.
He covered his face, hot air exhaling from his nostrils. The scent of Xie Nanxing and the sensation of that plump backside seemed to linger on his nose.
Zhou Qiyue thought to himself, he couldn’t go on like this.
He called the person in charge of installing the monitors last time, “Hello, I want to buy some invisible monitors. I want them installed everywhere except the bathroom.”