Help! I'm in Another World and the Dragon Man Want Me To Get Pregnant!
Chapter 133: Side Story: Kaelion And Hassan’s Love Story (Part 7)

Chapter 133: Side Story: Kaelion And Hassan’s Love Story (Part 7)

He took his time loosening him from the inside, working until three fingers moved with ease.

After he stretching him slowly, he watched as his breath turned shallow and his expression tightened with effort—but there’s not resistance.

That quiet obedience, that unspoken acceptance—it stirred something in him deeply.

"I’m going in now."

He positioned his oenis at Hassan’s back entrance and pressing forward gently to make sure he wouldn’t hurt him.

Hassan’s body resisted slightly, it’s feel elastic and firm, even after his preparations.

He directed a pulse of mana to relax the tension further, but still—there was pressure.

He adjusted his position, wrapped his arms around his thighs, and pushed forward with a little more force.

With a slick, firm motion, his penis successfully taken in by him.

"Ah—!"

"Ah, sorry. That push might’ve been a little bit too much."

He had gone deeper than intended, likely hitting right against the sensitive inner wall.

Hassan’s body arched, he was jolting as he cried out, his eyes welling up at the sudden invasion.

"Still... this is something else."

The way his entrance gripped him—tight and persistent—yet inside, he was soft and yielding, as if he was inviting to thrust his penis even deeper.

The warmth, the texture, the way his body seemed to mold to his penis’s size... it was overwhelming.

"This might take a while," Kaelion murmured.

There was already a sense of climax building within him, but with Hassan taking his penis in so deeply, reaching that peak wouldn’t be so simple.

His hips had been tingling with tension for a while now, and he was barely restraining the urge to thrust instinctively.

As he moved with steady rhythm, coaxing his deeper within, he found that the farther he went, the more resistance gave way to overwhelming sensation.

Her inner walls clung to him tightly, warm and soft, stimulating him in waves.

He’d never experienced intimacy enhanced by a birth pill before—but it was proving more potent than he could have imagined.

When he began striking his penis deeper, reaching from the prostate to the end of Hassan’s inner passage in long, deliberate strokes, he could no longer form words.

His mouth opened and closed helplessly, gasping, with only faint, breathy moans escaping.

His eyes glazed over with lips parted as drool slipped from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you alright?" Kaelion asked softly.

He brushed back his sweat-dampened hair and caressed his cheek.

At his touch, Hassan responded with a dazed, almost instinctual movement—taking his fingers into his mouth and suckling on them like a child would.

The sudden, innocent act made Kaelion’s restraint crumble.

His hips moved sharply, driven by a deep, aching hunger.

"Haa!"

His body convulsed around him, tightening in pulsing waves that pulled at him greedily.

The pleasure caught him off guard, and he thrust his penis harder in response.

He gripping his hips so he couldn’t escape.

Every time he pushed in, his body milked him again, drawing him deeper into a haze where the only thought was to come out inside him.

The hot liquid thathe poured inside Hassan’s body was immense—far more than he expected.

Each wave of hot liquid that come out from his penis was met by another tight squeeze, another jolt of ecstasy that made his back arch, his whole body tremble like it was caught in a current of lightning.

That overwhelming sensation persisted for long moments before finally, his body began to settle, and he gently withdrew from him.

"This... is unreal," Kaelion breathed with his chest rising and falling.

It was addictive.

Dangerous.

If they did this again and again, he might just lose himself completely.

Hassan lay limp beneath him, dazed, his breath shallow and uneven.

His legs slipped from his grasp, sliding across the sheets.

Kaelion leaned over him, catching the shine in his tear-wet crimson eyes.

He reached up slowly and brushed his hair back, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Was it good for you?" he asked quietly.

"Yes..." he whispered.

"...Will you be my wife?"

He needed to hear it—not just feel it.

He knew Hassan’s heart had opened to him, but he needed the words to come out from his own mouth to make it real.

His red eyes softened and he was smiling.

The strength of his usual expression melted away, replaced with a gentle vulnerability he’d never seen before.

"If you’re sure you want someone like me, then... as you wish."

"It’s you. It’s always been you."

He kissed him, tender and slow, their shared warmth lingering between them.

With that touch, he finally felt the weight lift from his shoulders—this man finally belong to him.

In the end, the birth pill had shown no effect.

Kaelion had expected as much.

Even with the rising fertility rates, it wasn’t a guarantee.

Still, he was surprised to see Hassan visibly disappointed with shoulders drooping.

He had half-expected him to be relieved—but perhaps, he had been hoping too.

"Don’t worry about it."

"I’m sorry."

"Why are you apologizing? You should also know that Dragon Man don’t conceive that easily."

"But you gave me your skill..."

"A level 20 enhancement is more for show than anything. It’s better than nothing, sure, but don’t let that get to you."

He really was oddly particular about these things.

With a smile, Kaelion looked at Hassan again—his beautiful, proud, and endearing partner.

"We have time," he said, voice calm. "From now on, I won’t be letting you out of my sight—day or night."

"Eh?"

"You’re my personal guard. By day, you’ll be my knight. By night, you’ll be my wife. That’s alright with you, isn’t it?"

He watched the dazed heat leave his gaze, replaced by sharp focus.

His expression shifted—serious, composed—and se nodded his head with unwavering strength.

This mansion might soon be filled with life again, Kaelion thought.

Someday in the future, perhaps not far from now, a child with his blood might be running through these halls.

That future didn’t feel so distant anymore.