Help! I'm in Another World and the Dragon Man Want Me To Get Pregnant!
Chapter 117: Side Story: Gavrius And Vaelrik’s First Date (Part 4)

Chapter 117: Side Story: Gavrius And Vaelrik’s First Date (Part 4)

"No... it wasn’t pain. It felt good. Do it again."

His voice came out almost pleading, and Gavi blinked his eyes in surprise before hesitantly bringing his fingers back.

This time, he gingerly rolled the sensitive bud between his fingertips.

A strange shiver ran through Vaelrik, curling deep in his gut.

It felt even better than before.

"Is this... okay?"

"Yeah... it’s good—ah... I think I might get addicted to this."

A slow, creeping heat spread through his body, making him arch into the touch.

His skin felt too sensitive, his nerves alight.

Even as he writhed beneath Gavi’s hands, his body only craved more.

Gavi seemed to have caught on, pressing his lips to Vaelrik’s chest and slowly dragging his tongue over the sensitive bud.

A sharp shudder ran through Vaelrik’s body, his fingers gripping the sheets tightly as a sound escaped him.

That wet tongue, those soft lips—each time they latched onto him, sucking gently, his hips jerked up involuntarily.

The slow, teasing pleasure burned through him, leaving him restless and aching. It wasn’t enough.

He needed more.

He couldn’t even put it into words, but he wanted Gavi to do it harder.

With a firm grip on Gavi’s hips, Vaelrik shifted their positions slightly, raising himself just enough to catch Gavi’s nipple between his lips.

"Ahh—!"

He rolled his tongue over the hardened bud, flattening it against his teeth before flicking at it.

Then he sucked hard, drawing it deep into his mouth.

Gavi trembled, his breathy moans spilling out as his hips rocked slightly in response.

"Please... do it like this. Harder is fine," Vaelrik murmured against his skin.

"Ah... o-okay."

Gavi’s entire body flushed red, but he hesitated only briefly before lowering his mouth to Vaelrik’s chest.

This time, his lips latched on with a firmer pull.

The instant the sensation hit, a sharp jolt of pleasure surged through Vaelrik’s spine, making his back arch off the bed.

The heat pooling in his core only intensified.

He gasped, his moans growing sweeter, more desperate.

Every flick of Gavi’s tongue, every rough suck sent his nerves into overdrive.

His body craved it—wanted more, harder and deeper.

Then, Gavi’s wandering hand found his other nipple and twisted it slightly.

"Nngh—!"

The added stimulation made Vaelrik grind against him without thinking, rubbing his hard penis against Gavi’s stomach in search of more friction.

He barely noticed when he started moving his hips, chasing the pleasure instinctively.

"Vael, is this okay?"

"Yes—fuck, yes."

"A-And... this?"

Gavi’s words barely registered before Vaelrik realized what he’d done.

At some point, he’d completely exposed himself.

Shame flickered through him for a brief second—he was grinding himself against Gavi while getting his nipples teased, rutting like some desperate beast.

How pathetic.

His face burned.

But before he could say anything, Gavi simply smiled and leaned down, pressing a kiss to the tip of his hard penis.

Vaelrik’s breath hitched.

And then, in the quietest voice, Gavi murmured, "Vael... you’re so cute."

"...Gavi."

"What is it?"

"I need more," Vaelrik admitted, voice rough with want. "That... I want you inside me."

Gavi, who had just been kissing his penis so brazenly, immediately turned a deep shade of red.

The sight made something twist deliciously in Vaelrik’s stomach.

Reaching for his magic bag, he pulled out a handful of small, red fruits.

Gavi blinked his eyes at them in confusion.

"What are these?"

"They’re oilseed berries. They melt at body temperature. My brother said they work as a lubricant, and they don’t have any side effects."

A brief thought crossed Vaelrik’s mind—why did his brother know so much about this when he didn’t even have a lover?

But that was a question for another time.

Right now, he had something far more important to focus on.

Plucking one of the berries from Gavi’s palm, Vaelrik slowly pushed it against his entrance.

"Nngh—"

"Vael!"

"Ah... I’m fine. It’s going in."

He pressed it deeper with his finger, feeling it slip inside.

Within moments, the berry melted from his body heat, turning into a slick liquid that dripped from within.

The sensation was strange, almost embarrassing—it felt like he was leaking.

But he knew preparation was necessary, especially for Dragon Man like him.

Without it, it would hurt.

"...Honestly, stretching myself is kind of difficult. Can you do it for me?"

"Eh?!"

"It’s fine! I, uh... already made sure I was clean."

His brother had told him it was just good etiquette.

As Vaelrik laid back, spreading his legs slightly, Gavi hesitantly positioned himself between them.

Slowly and carefully, he reached out and slid a single finger inside.

The moment it brushed against his inner walls, Vaelrik shivered, his breath catching.

Even the slightest touch sent sparks of pleasure curling through his stomach, making him tremble with anticipation.

That being said, it didn’t hurt at all.

From what he had heard, even a single finger was supposed to be painful at first—uncomfortable to the point of being unbearable.

But for Vaelrik, there was no pain whatsoever.

On the contrary, the way Gavi’s slender fingers awkwardly stirred inside him felt incredibly good.

As he thought about why that might be, a realization struck him.

He had inherited his mother’s God of Pregnancy and and Fertility’s Blessing skill.

And not just at a low level—his was around level 70.

Within that skill set, there was a supplementary ability: Expansion Resistance.

"Hah, ahh..."

Slowly, the number of fingers increased, stretching him further.

The tips of those fingers grazed just near the spot that had been feeling so good for a while now.

Vaelrik could tell it wasn’t intentional.

There was no sign of any such intention in Gavi’s expression—there was no confidence or relaxation there at all.

But that made it all the more frustrating.

Looking at Gavi’s penis that already turned hard, the pre-cum was steadily dripping out from it.

The skin of his penis was pale, almost the same color as his skin, but faintly pink.

For a Dragon Man, it was a modest size.