Became Pregnant With the Demon King’s Child

Coming down the mountain was faster than going up. Not simply because it was downhill, but because Felix’s strides—carrying Lowell in his arms—were urgent. Practically in one breath, they arrived at their lodging, and the moment the door closed behind them, they kissed again as if they had been waiting for it.

“Nh…”
Felix was clumsier and more impatient than he’d been with the first kiss. But that only made Lowell’s body grow hotter—it meant Felix wanted him that much. The two of them, focused solely on their hunger for each other, reflexively rubbed their fully aroused cocks against one another.
“Are you really… going to be okay?”

Felix asked carefully, gently caressing Lowell’s belly. It was now clear to anyone that he wasn’t unburdened. Even though Felix knew logically that it wasn’t dangerous, seeing it with his own eyes made him uneasy.
“Now you’re asking that?”
Lowell replied in a slightly hoarse voice, and Felix’s hands tensed.

“It’s because I don’t trust myself to hold back.”
But even hearing that, Lowell didn’t pull away. On the contrary—he reached out, unbuttoning Felix’s shirt one by one with deliberate slowness. With each inch of skin revealed, a thick, honey-like scent filled the room. Felix’s reason peeled away in layers, and his pheromones began to seep out. As his shirt came off and Lowell’s lips pecked at him like a bird at grain, the ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ hesitation disappeared.
“You really are a master of seduction.”

Felix, already having lost restraint, led Lowell to the bed. He laid him down with uncharacteristic haste, making the mattress bounce. But even so, Lowell just kept smiling, and Felix asked quietly, Why is he smiling?
“It’s because you’re so easily seduced, Felix.”
“…What?”

Felix, who had always prided himself on resisting temptation, was genuinely caught off guard. Lowell, unfazed by his reaction, continued tenderly touching Felix’s face.
“Do you know why?”
“No idea.”

Felix tilted his head, encouraging him to go on, as he began undressing Lowell.
“Because you like me.”
Lowell whispered it like a grand secret. Felix, who’d been urgently fumbling to be inside him even one second sooner, froze on the spot. But Lowell wasn’t surprised to see him go stiff like he’d been struck by lightning.

“You already knew, didn’t you?”
Despite everything they’d done to show their love physically, Felix had never once, when they were both fully conscious, said he loved him or even liked him. At first, it was because he hadn’t realized what he was feeling was love. And after that… he’d been afraid. So much so that the words had hidden themselves away.
“There’s no way I wouldn’t know.”
Even without words, some things were clear. And Felix’s love was one of those things. He had poured everything into it—it would’ve been impossible not to know.

“I’m only weak to your seduction too.”
“Why?”
Felix already knew the reason, but he wanted to hear Lowell say it in his own voice. The heat radiating from his body made it clear he couldn’t conceal what he was feeling.

“Because I love you.”
It was something they both already knew. But there was a reason Lowell had chosen to say it out loud anyway—aside from simply wanting to. Feelings deepen when spoken. Just a few months ago, that had terrified him. But after spending time with Felix, and meeting so many others, he’d found courage. His trust in Felix had finally grown larger than his doubts about himself.
“…Lowell.”

Felix spoke his name again like a love confession. His trembling voice carried an uncontainable joy.
“I love you.”
The emotion he had held inside for so long finally spilled out in sound. He hadn’t thought that feeling could grow any stronger—but it swelled up like a lie. Felix’s pheromones wrapped around Lowell, even sweeter than usual. It was instinctively clear.

I’m going to imprint today.
It wasn’t a vow—it was a certainty.
“So let’s make love now.”

That sentence was all it took to reignite the flame. Felix’s trembling hands went for Lowell’s pants, and in a flash, his naked body was revealed. Responding to the rich pheromones, Lowell’s hole was already slick, leaking so much that there was nothing left to loosen.
“You’re already soaking wet.”
He was desperate, but he couldn’t be hasty. Just because he was wet didn’t mean Felix could shove it in. Lowell’s body wasn’t strong enough, and Felix’s cock was far too big.

“I’ll start with my fingers.”
Felix’s dry fingers slipped inside Lowell. The damp walls welcomed them instantly, coating them in slick warmth. Lowell’s gaze lingered briefly on Felix—so clearly trying to stay calm—that it felt almost tender. But that lasted only a moment. Felix’s fingers began prodding aggressively at the most sensitive parts of Lowell’s inner walls, almost as if to punish them for not letting him go all the way right away.
“Don’t hold in your moans.”

“I– I can’t help it…”
Reflexively clamping his lips shut, Lowell found Felix’s other hand suddenly stuffed into his mouth. It meant: If you’re going to muffle the sound, then bite me instead. Not wanting to hurt the hand of the man he loved, Lowell had no choice but to let the sounds come out. No matter how used he got to everything else, the sounds were something he could never quite get used to.
“Nnh… mm…”

Felix, satisfied, added another finger. The tightness of Lowell’s insides made him furrow his brow. It was just his fingers inside, and yet a mental wave of pleasure rippled through Felix. That only made his hands move more feverishly, until the bedding was damp with the liquid Lowell had spilled. A shiver ran up Lowell’s spine as slick wetness slid down between his ass cheeks.
“Hurry, put it in…”
“Goddamn…”

Felix was just as aroused, nearly out of his mind. They were both in heat, essentially, unable to make rational judgments. If Felix hadn’t looked at Lowell’s rounded belly, he might’ve already thrust his cock in without a second thought.
“You’ll scare the little bean. Just wait a bit longer.”
Just from calling the baby’s name, he suddenly felt the phantom of a familiar movement—despite knowing that couldn’t be. Lowell flushed bright red.

“Don’t say the baby’s name at a time like this…”
Felix, amused at the sudden contrast to Lowell’s earlier boldness, teasingly shook out his hand and shoved in a fourth finger. Lowell curled his toes and trembled all over. He hadn’t even come, but waves of arousal swept over him.
“I can never tell what does embarrass you.”

Felix, showing no mercy even as Lowell neared climax, kept pressing against the slick inner walls. Every time it seemed to ebb, he’d aim for the exact spots that made Lowell react the most, keeping his body from calming down. And yet, maybe because he could feel something larger moving inside, Lowell’s cock, hard and aching, couldn’t release.
“Nngh… Just put it in already…”
Lowell, desperate, begged for penetration. That was when the last vestige of Felix’s restraint snapped. All four fingers—already buried—slid out in one swift motion.

“Aaah, ngh!”
Even the withdrawal was overwhelming. Lowell’s legs trembled, but he reached out anyway, pulling Felix’s torso toward him.
“Shit… Lowell.”

Unable to resist, Felix gently laid him on his side and rubbed the head of his cock against the entrance to test whether he could go in. Even though Lowell’s hole was thoroughly loosened and twitching, it still looked like a tight fit for Felix’s fully erect length.
“If it hurts, say something.”
With that, Felix slowly began to push inside. Even with the worry not fully gone, the pace was excruciatingly slow. His cock was long to begin with, and with how slowly he was going, it drove Lowell crazy.

The sensation of every ridge of his inner walls being stretched open made him impatient. If Felix would just thrust into the deepest part, he felt like he could come right then—but that sensation, coiled up and ready, remained frustratingly stuck inside him.
You don’t have to coddle me even now…
Even while half out of his mind, Felix still prioritized Lowell’s safety over his own instincts. He couldn’t let even his instincts act selfishly in front of him. But Lowell decided—it was time to pull the safety pin.

“I said I’m fine.”
Frowning slightly, Lowell spoke in a husky voice. His pale legs wrapped around Felix’s waist, pulling him deeper.
“Just shove it all in.”

He said it deliberately, in a low and tender voice. And just like he intended—or more than he intended—Felix’s last restraint blew away.
“You really say that like you have no idea how hard it is to hold back.”
Felix spoke each word like a growl. It might’ve sounded threatening, but Lowell didn’t back down at all. If he were the type to flinch at that, he wouldn’t have opened his mouth in the first place.

“I’m telling you not to hold back, Felix.”
And just like Lowell intended—or even more than he intended—Felix’s safety pin truly flew off.