Help! I'm in Another World and the Dragon Man Want Me To Get Pregnant!
Chapter 120: Side Story: Gavrius And Vaelrik’s Switching Role (Part 2)

Chapter 120: Side Story: Gavrius And Vaelrik’s Switching Role (Part 2)

There were different positions, techniques, and forms of foreplay.

He knew that much in theory, but he had no clue how to actually implement them.

His brother seemed to consider for a moment before pulling out a box and placing it in front of him.

"...What is this?" Vaelrik asked suspiciously.

"Sex Toys," his brother answered nonchalantly.

Vaelrik’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the collection laid out before him.

There were so many of them.

They were all shaped like male anatomy, but the variations were extreme.

Some had slim tips but thick bases, others had an aggressively flared head that looked downright dangerous, some were short but absurdly thick, and some had textured ridges or protrusions along the shaft.

When he hesitantly poked one, it was soft and had an almost lifelike elasticity.

"The sex toys made from slime materials are quite popular," his brother explained. "Slimes are easy to hunt, and that makes them relatively cheap to manufacture."

"That is way too much information!" Vaelrik exclaimed.

And more importantly—why the hell did his brother have so many of these just lying around?!

Before he could voice that particular question, his brother suddenly called out toward the door.

"Hassan."

At his command, the door opened, and a tall man burly stepped inside.

He was impeccably dressed in the white uniform of the royal guard, a clear mark of his position.

Hassan was over three centuries old and had a sharp, chiseled face, a strong physique, and striking red hair and eyes.

"Do you call me, Young Master Kaelion?"

"Come here," his brother ordered.

Without hesitation, Hassan straightened his posture and approached him.

But the moment his gaze landed on the contents of the box, his entire body stiffened.

He took an instinctive step backward.

"Don’t run. Come here," Kaelion repeated.

"...What exactly is happening here?" Hassan asked warily.

"As his older brother, I am imparting some knowledge to my ignorant sibling," Kaelion replied matter-of-factly. "You will assist."

"Assist... how, exactly?"

"Kneel."

Hassan hesitated, but ultimately obeyed, kneeling down as instructed.

Vaelrik had heard that Hassan was almost frustratingly serious, but in this situation, shouldn’t he be making his escape?!

Before Vaelrik could fully process what was happening, Hassan was maneuvered onto all fours.

"Keep your legs together," Kaelion instructed.

"Young Master—"

"Do as you’re told, and I won’t do anything too cruel."

Vaelrik could only watch in mute horror as his brother, with all the composure in the world, picked up one of the longer dildos and positioned it behind the kneeling knight.

"W-Wait—!"

Hassan’s face turned bright red.

Vaelrik had no idea what he was witnessing anymore.

A fully grown man, kneeling on all fours, his expression flustered, while his ever-elegant brother casually held a dildo behind him.

And then—

"Ah—!"

Hassan let out a strangled noise as Kaelion pressed it against him.

Vaelrik was not prepared for this.

What the hell is he doing?!

Vaelrik’s mind went blank at the shocking sight before him.

His brother was moving the dildo back and forth between Hassan’ legs, pressing it against him in a way that stimulated his front even through his clothing.

The normally composed knight was turning bright red, caught between embarrassment and the involuntary sensations.

"This is intercrural sex," Kaelion explained calmly. "Gavi has smooth, soft skin, doesn’t he? It should feel quite good. It’s surprisingly pleasurable for both parties. You should try it. It can be done while standing as well."

"I—just—please stop already!!" Vaelrik practically pleaded.

Hassan was a fully grown man, and yet here he was, being toyed with by his older brother, his entire face red as steam practically threatened to rise from his head.

Watching this was painful.

At long last, Kaelion released him.

Without a word of protest, Hassan shakily got to his feet, gave a wobbly bow, and staggered out of the room.

Vaelrik made a mental note to send him something as an apology later.

He wasn’t sure what would even begin to make up for this, but he had to try.

"You’re a devil," he muttered, covering his face in secondhand embarrassment.

His brother, however, remained completely unfazed.

"I expected a more interesting reaction," Kaelion mused. "Perhaps I overdid the humiliation."

"Could you at least pretend to treat him with some respect? I thought he was supposed to be your favorite?"

"I do treat him well, don’t I?" Kaelion responded without a hint of shame.

Vaelrik groaned.

His brother was normally responsible and kind, but somewhere along the way, something had gone very wrong.

"Do you want me to teach you anything else?"

"Just... stop using him for entertainment. I can’t watch this anymore."

"How dull."

Vaelrik narrowed his eyes.

Yeah, this wasn’t about educating me at all, was it?

He just wanted to mess with Hassan.

"Anyway," Kaelion continued, "what was your real reason for coming here?"

"Oh, right. You didn’t forget."

Trying to shake off everything he just witnessed, Vaelrik took a deep breath and refocused.

He wasn’t even sure he wanted to continue this conversation, but he had already come this far.

"Gavi told me that he wants to be the one... you know... take me in," he admitted, shifting uncomfortably. "He said he wants to carry at least one of my children."

Kaelion studied him carefully.

More specifically, he was staring at his crotch.

"...Will it even fit?"

"I don’t know, that’s why I’m here!"

"This is a difficult problem," Kaelion muttered before pulling out yet another box.

Inside were similar objects to the last, but these were different in shape and size.

They were much softer, more flexible, and considerably smaller.

Some were barely the width of a single finger.

"The previous ones were designed for pleasure. These are for expansion," Kaelion explained. "You start with a size that can be comfortably accommodated, then gradually move to a larger one. This way, the body can slowly adjust."

"But wouldn’t it shrink back over time? There’s no way he could be ready for me in just one night."