Help! I'm in Another World and the Dragon Man Want Me To Get Pregnant!
Chapter 82: A Love Unrestrained

Chapter 82: A Love Unrestrained

A sweet, stifled voice escaped before he could hold it back.

However, the sound of his own voice only made him flush red with embarrassment.

How could Shen Xinghui be so utterly adorable?

So pure and untouched.

He reached out, brushing his fingers over the sensitive peak of his chest.

As it trembled under his touch, he took it into his mouth, rolling his tongue over it.

A sharp cry spilled out in response.

Almost immediately, the small bud reacted, hardening against his tongue.

The sensation stirred something deep within him.

Just hearing those helpless sounds was enough to make his own desire swell.

"Ah—wait!"

"Hm?"

Shen Xinghui, his face flushed bright red, suddenly raised his voice, flustered and desperate.

Pulling back slightly, he met his gaze.

Was he panicking? Or troubled?

Seeing his expression—one that was different from the hazy, pleasure-filled look of before—he couldn’t help but laugh inwardly.

No matter what they were doing, no matter how far they went, Shen Xinghui was always Shen Xinghui.

"If we do this... I mean, I’ll get pregnant, right?"

"Yeah, that’s right."

"Then... um... will I, you know... produce milk? Like, mother’s milk?"

Silence.

For a moment, he struggled to process the question.

If he remembered correctly... yes, it would happen.

He recalled how Augustine, without the slightest regard for others, had once rambled on about raising his own child.

Whenever the topic involved his wife and child, the man practically became a different person.

But what exactly was Shen Xinghui worried about? Was he really thinking that far ahead?

Then, the realization hit him, and he had to suppress a chuckle.

He must have thought of it because of the way his chest was being teased just now.

That tendency of his—to take things in an unexpected direction—was something he found endlessly amusing.

"Yeah, it should happen. For about a month after birth."

"So... it really does happen..."

Shen Xinghui’s gaze turned distant.

As if he couldn’t quite picture it, he kept glancing down at his own chest, hesitantly pressing and kneading it with his hands.

Was he... practicing?

"I see... I guess that makes sense."

At that moment, a vivid image flashed through his mind.

Acting on impulse, he leaned down and pressed his lips firmly against Shen Xinghui’s modest chest, sucking even harder than before.

"Huh? Ah—! Nnh...!"

The high-pitched moans echoed like pure pleasure.

As he continued his ministrations, rolling the sensitive bud between his lips, a thought crossed his mind—what would Shen Xinghui look like if his chest swelled slightly after conceiving?

How would he react?

That mere thought sent a sharp pulse of desire through him.

It seemed that Shen Xinghui’s chest was particularly sensitive.

The heat of his skin rose beneath his touch, tension replacing the earlier nervous stiffness.

He continued stimulating his chest while his hands wandered lower, brushing against his abdomen.

His navel, too, seemed to respond, though not as strongly just yet.

If he took his time, exploring and teasing him properly, he was certain Shen Xinghui would feel even greater pleasure.

The evidence of his arousal was undeniable—he was already drenched, unconsciously pressing against his body, seeking more friction.

Even the mere touch of his hand made him tremble, his body quaking with sensitivity.

Unable to resist any longer, he took him fully into his mouth.

"Ah—!"

That was all it took.

Shen Xinghui had already been at his limit, and the moment he was enclosed, he reached his peak.

He caught everything, then let it slide lower, pressing it against his entrance, coating him thoroughly.

Until now, he had never used his mouth in this way.

But he knew bodies—knew exactly how to move, exactly how to guide.

Even though it was the first time, his tongue worked to prepare him, and surprisingly, his body accepted it with ease.

Still, something felt off.

Judging by his reactions, Shen Xinghui had no experience with this.

Wnd yet... his body, particularly there, seemed to know pleasure well, already soft and pliant, opening up far too naturally.

The contradiction struck him as odd.

Perhaps... it was simply a natural talent.

If he voiced that thought, though, Shen Xinghui would undoubtedly flush red again, utterly embarrassed.

And somehow, that thought alone made him want to tease him even more.

Even so, it still wouldn’t be enough for Shen Xinghui to accept him completely.

He was already so aroused that he was painfully hard, stretched taut with need.

It was almost embarrassing—he wasn’t some inexperienced adolescent, yet he was aching this much, completely lacking in restraint.

"So soft... but—"

Shen Xinghui glanced at Iganatius’s length.

His eyes widening slightly before freezing in place, hesitation clear in his expression.

Seeing that, he let out a quiet chuckle.

"You’re scared, aren’t you?"

"...Yeah."

There was no need to force anything tonight.

If he made this painful, if he let fear overshadow pleasure, then there would be no next time.

There was nothing wrong with stopping here, with only sharing the kind of pleasure that brought warmth and comfort.

His rational mind told him this.

But his body—his hunger—screamed otherwise.

He wanted him. Desperately.

No matter how long it took, he wanted to claim him completely.

He wanted to push him down, pin him in place, take everything.

But how could he?

How could he possibly bear to see the one he loved crying out in pain, struggling beneath him?

Could he really endure watching blood spill from a torn body, and still continue?

"It’s okay," Shen Xinghui suddenly blurted out, gripping his arm with determination. "I have a skill for this!"

"...A skill?"

"Yeah! Um—ah, Expansion Adaptation! That’s it!"

He blinked his eyes.

Expansion... Adaptation?

That was a skill?

An ability like that actually existed?

"It’s an auxiliary skill from my God of Pregnancy and Fertility’s Blessing skill," Shen Xinghui explained quickly. "No matter the size, I won’t get hurt. My level is really high too, so even if you push a little, it’ll be fine. I won’t tear, I won’t bleed. So don’t even think about stopping now—please."

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