Help! I'm in Another World and the Dragon Man Want Me To Get Pregnant!
Chapter 119: Side Story: Gavrius And Vaelrik’s Switching Role (Part 1)

Chapter 119: Side Story: Gavrius And Vaelrik’s Switching Role (Part 1)

He had never imagined something could feel this good.

But maybe it was because it was Gavi.

He wanted that to be the case—he didn’t want to compare.

As far as he was concerned, Gavi was the only one his body ever needed to remember.

"Gavi... I, um... next time..."

"Mm, of course."

"...We could try for children sooner rather than later."

"Wha—?!"

Gavi’s startled voice made Vaelrik laugh.

He felt like he could do anything, as long as it was for the one in his arms.

Nothing was scary, nothing was too difficult.

Epilogue

When Vaelrik returned home, his mother greeted him with an unusual amount of excitement.

He also cooked a special dish for him.

He didn’t understand the meaning behind it, but the meal was delicious, so he gratefully ate plenty of it.

...

Vaelrik had been in a relationship with Gavi for about two months now.

Despite their busy schedules, they always made time for dates whenever their days off aligned.

Recently, they had visited a neighboring human kingdom together.

It was Gavi’s first time in a human country, and the way he excitedly took in everything with his fair skin flushed with excitement had been utterly adorable.

Of course, their nights together had also continued.

The initial awkwardness had gradually faded, and their movements had become more natural.

Yet, whenever the atmosphere turned intimate, they still found themselves blushing, hesitating, and formally asking, "Is it okay tonight?" and "Ah, yeah." in a slightly embarrassed manner.

One particular night, however, Gavi suddenly made an unexpected request.

"Vael, I have a favor to ask," he murmured.

"Hmm? What is it?"

Vaelrik lay on his side, holding Gavi in his arms, still basking in the afterglow of their time together.

He assumed it was something simple—maybe a suggestion for their next date, a craving for a particular dish, or even a short trip somewhere.

But Gavi’s next words completely caught him off guard.

"I... I want you to be the one inside me."

Vaelrik blinked his eyes. "Ah... Wait, huh?"

Had he heard that right?

"You mean... you want to be the one to receive me?" Vaelrik asked, still processing what was just said.

Gavi nodded his head. "Yeah. Is that... not okay?"

Vaelrik instinctively glanced down at himself.

After their recent activities, he was no longer fully aroused, but even in its current state, he knew his penis’s size is not small.

It wasn’t just his own perception—he had been in enough communal showers with his fellow soldiers to know that his size is much larger compared to other people.

More than once, his comrades had whistled in astonishment and jokingly called his size "monstrous."

"Gavi... I really think you shouldn’t force yourself," Vaelrik said hesitantly. "Are you... not satisfied with how things are now? Am I not enough?"

Gavi immediately shook his head. "No! It’s not that at all! I just..." He hesitated before looking at Vaelrik with determination. "I want to have at least one of your children, too."

Vaelrik stiffened. "What?"

Gavi’s face was bright red, but his eyes were earnest.

"I want to put my parents’ minds at ease," Gavi explained. "That’s why I’d like you to be the one to carry our first child. But after that... I want to bear at least one of your children myself. And for that, I need to learn how to accept you first. Besides... you always seem to feel so good, so I thought maybe it might feel good for me too."

Vaelrik was stunned.

But beyond the shock, there was something else—an undeniable warmth spreading through his chest.

He had always assumed it made the most sense for him to carry their children.

He was physically stronger, had the necessary skills, and could handle the burden more easily.

But hearing Gavi express his desire to bear his child stirred something deep inside him.

"Vael... do you not want to? Am I not strong enough?" Gavi asked hesitantly.

"That’s not it!" Vaelrik blurted out.

"Then... is it okay?"

Gavi looked up at him with hopeful, shimmering eyes, like an eager puppy.

There was no way Vaelrik could refuse him.

"A-ah... yeah," he muttered, his response far less composed than he would have liked.

And so, he had agreed.

A few days later, Vaelrik found himself standing outside his older brother’s room late at night.

After knocking, he was quickly invited inside.

His brother lounged on a couch, looking relaxed.

"What brings you here, Vaelrik?"

"Uh... actually, I have something I need to ask you about," Vaelrik admitted, feeling the weight of embarrassment settle over him.

Right now, the only person he could turn to for advice on this matter was his older brother.

It was mortifying, and he was sure he’d get teased for it, but he also knew that anything said here wouldn’t leave the room.

That was precisely why he had come.

Vaelrik’s older brother straightened himself, fixing him with a sharp gaze.

Behind the lenses of his glasses, his eyes seemed to silently demand, "Hurry up and state your business." His brother was not the type to entertain hesitation or internal conflicts.

"Well... it’s about Gavi," Vaelrik began.

"Did you two have a fight?"

"No, nothing like that. It’s... about our nights activities."

At that, his brother’s expression shifted slightly, as if he had already figured out the issue.

"You’re not incompatible, are you? Or have you gone soft?"

"I haven’t!" Vaelrik shot back immediately. "I still train every day to keep myself in shape."

Strength training wasn’t just for battle—it also had... other benefits.

"Then is it a lack of variety?"

"Ugh... I can’t deny that," Vaelrik admitted reluctantly.

It was true—up until now, their encounters had followed a fairly standard pattern.

They would explore each other’s sensitive spots with hands and lips, bring each other to a state of readiness, and then move on to penetration.

It was simple, but it worked.

Still, he couldn’t keep relying on the same routine forever.