"Ah, ugh, Killian. Why are you sucking there...!"

"Ha... I took your clothes off specifically to suck your nipples from the start."

"Th, hh... that's not what I'm asking, ah...!"

Killian took the areola entirely into his mouth and sucked, and Rosha curled his toes and whimpered. Each time his tongue rolled slowly and teased the nipple with a savoring motion, a faint tremor ran through the breast tissue.

"You feel things so well. Were you born with a body like this, Your Highness?"

"Stop, joking, around, mmh."

"With a body like this, how did you go without touching yourself all this time."

He wrapped his tongue around the small bud and took it in again with a wide pull. With Killian latched on and sucking at his chest like an infant, Rosha squirmed helplessly and shifted his hips. It felt as though the pleasant sensation was heating his body up again.

His cock, which had softened after the earlier orgasm, was rising and hardening again. Killian felt it poking against his chest and smiled faintly, then kneaded both of Rosha's breasts with his hands.

"Your chest is soft and nice to suck. I wish you could produce milk."

"Milk, hh... how would that even..."

"You can't know without trying. If you were to get pregnant, there would certainly be milk to feed the baby."

...Pregnant. No matter that he had a vagina and a womb, there was no way that was possible in a man's body. At least, that was what Rosha thought.

Of course, Rosha liked children and deeply longed to build a family if he could. So the word baby caught in his ear in a particular way, but if that baby were the result of something with Killian, that was its own troubling situation.

Not knowing what to say, he only blinked, and Killian, who had been toying with the small nipple with his fingers, exhaled a heavy breath and pushed himself upright.

A deep shadow fell over Rosha from above. Killian took off his damp shirt, then hooked his arm under Rosha's knees and pulled him in, shifting his position between Rosha's thighs.

"I'm going to put this inside your vagina now."

He casually undid his trousers and took out his cock. The shaft that pushed out heavily was laced with veins like a net, and even its color was dark and flushed, making it look almost grotesque.

On top of that, he had been holding back so long that the cock, already thick and large, was swollen to its limit, and it seemed impossible that it could fit inside the vaginal opening.

"I, I don't want to. It's too big. How would that even go in..."

Rosha shrank back in immediate fear and tried to pull his legs away, but Killian, who already had his arm hooked under Rosha's knees, only pressed his body a little closer.

"I won't let it hurt."

"How can it not hurt when you're putting that in, ah, mm...!"

The thick, mushroom-shaped head pressed and pushed against the eager, fluttering vaginal opening, and Rosha's head jerked. The head of the cock scraped back and forth as though deciding whether to enter.

Then, as though the preparation was complete, the head, which had been wrapped seamlessly in the soft vaginal flesh, pushed in all at once with a deep, wet sound.

"Hi...!"

As they fit together tightly, the vaginal walls clenched and gripped the shaft. Killian, who had pushed in less than halfway and stopped, let out a breath at the tight pressure. The arm braced against the headboard tensed with the effort of restraint, veins rising under the skin.

"Hh, hic... my, my vagina is going to break..."

"I would never let that happen."

Even as he said it, watching Rosha, legs spread wide, taking his cock into his vaginal opening and sniffling, only made the arousal surge higher.

Killian, brow furrowed with restraint, pushed the head in and pulled it back out, scratching around the entrance to coax adjustment, then pressed in a little more firmly.

"Ah, ahh...!"

Rosha's toes curled as his hips twisted with a flinch. The sensation of being filled to bursting inside his vagina was frightening, but it wasn't a rough assault, so it wasn't beyond bearing.

It felt like standing on a razor's edge. Killian was doing it deliberately.

"Does it hurt? Your Highness, try to feel it carefully."

"Hh..."

Rosha, catching his breath in short gasps, blinked, his wet lashes fluttering. Killian waited for an answer and pressed his lips to Rosha's white throat, sucking. Rosha whimpered at the faint pleasure rising and gripped Killian's firm arm tightly.

"It feels strange... inside is too, hh, full..."

"Does it hurt?"

Rosha hesitated and shook his head instead of answering. That meant it didn't hurt. In fact, since he had been loosened by hand and his aroused vagina was still seeping fluid, it was natural that it didn't hurt.

Killian smiled, his eyes curving like crescents, and pressed his lips to Rosha's soft cheek. Then he pulled his hips back, and in one motion drove in to the root.

"Ah, hic..., ...!"

The vaginal opening, which had been relaxed and soft from being off guard, clenched tight around the shaft. Rosha's head snapped back and his chest heaved and rose. At the same moment, his erect cock released a stream of thin, watery cum.

"Did you just come from me thrusting in?"

"Hh... ha, ah..."

"That's obscene."

Killian exhaled a heavy breath and smiled with his eyes. Then he pulled Rosha's small head against his chest and began to move his hips. The sight of it made him look like a great beast swelling with its body.

"Ah, hh, Ki, Killian, hic...! I, I came, I came, ah, mm...!"

"Come more... come more. Make it a flood."

Rosha, unable to escape even slightly from Killian's firm hold, trembled violently with his legs spread wide and cried out like a scream. Fluid was gushing from his vagina as well, and with each thrust, the fluid that leaked from the gap splattered wetly.

Thud, thud, wet, deep, thud, slick...!

With the thrusting that worked through his sex, the bed rocked like a sailboat on a swaying sea. The thick, long cock was sucked deep into the wet opening again and again and pulled back out.

Each time Killian drove in to the root of his shaft, his coarse pubic hair scraped against the clitoris of Rosha's spread-open vagina, and each time, the sharp pleasure that shot through him made Rosha's eyes roll back as he babbled.

"Your Highness, ha, Rosha... Rosha."

Killian sucked at Rosha's soft skin and pressed his lips against it as Rosha cried out mindlessly. His small, adorable lord squirming in his arms was so unbearably dear to him that he thought he never wanted to let go.

The gaze that looked down at Rosha's tear-wet face was heavy and fixed. Even so, the movement grinding inside his vagina did not slacken at all. He moved his hips like a rutting beast while above he touched him with tenderness.

"Hh... Your Highness's vagina sucking at my cock, it feels so good."

"Hh, mm, ah, ahh...!"

"Like this, clenching and pulling, it's so arousing. If your womb fills up with cum and overflows, hk... would you get pregnant? What do you think, Your Highness?"

"Im, impossible, hh, ah, mm, ah, hic...! St, stop...!"

"If pregnancy were possible, would you carry it?"

"I, I don't know, ha, mm, ahh...!"

The cock pushed all the way up to the root and pressed firmly against the firm entrance of the womb, and Rosha's toes twitched and shook. Killian, stroking Rosha's soft thighs and driving his hips hard, looked with longing at Rosha's lips that wouldn't give him an answer, then lowered his head.

"Hh, mm, mm...! Hh, mm..."

He pushed his tongue between Rosha's lips, which had been parted as Rosha moaned in broken gasps, and Rosha hummed. Killian looked over every inch of Rosha's face, flushed with desire, as though drinking it in, and gently sucked his tongue and lightly bit his lips.

"Ha, ah... hh, mm, mm...!"

Then Rosha, who had been shuddering, released fluid in weak spurts. The transparent liquid kept flowing out in a trickle, soaking his thighs. Rosha's hazy, blurred face seemed to be lost in the thick depths of a climax he had lost count of.

"Ha..."

At last, Killian felt his own climax in the tight, biting pressure of the walls around him and released inside, the head of his cock pressed flush against the entrance of the womb. A large volume of cum poured out in pulses, hot and filling Rosha's belly.

'Hh, my belly... inside my belly...'

In his hazy consciousness, Rosha felt the cum flooding into his belly. Only after being filled to satisfaction did he also feel, vividly, the presence of the womb that had settled inside his own body, which he had never paid attention to before.

Killian let out a quiet moan and looked thoroughly satisfied. He moved his hips slowly and languidly, stirring inside Rosha as he savored the afterglow. Even after coming once, his cock was still hard and thick.

"Mm, hh... I, hh, can't, can't do any more..."

Rosha's body had grown too sensitive from the repeated climaxes. The vaginal walls were being scraped without rest, and his body twitched as though he might come again at any moment. The pleasure being pushed to its limit was far too intense.

"You say you can't, but your vagina won't let go of my cock."

"Mm, no, no, ha, ah..."

"I'll come two more times. Hmm? That's fine, isn't it?"

"Tw, two more times? I'll burst at this rate."

Rosha shook his head firmly in what was supposed to be a refusal, mustering what little strength he had, but even that looked like adorable pouting to Killian. Rosha didn't yet know that any rash movement only made Killian's cock harder.

"You won't burst. You won't burst even after ten times."

"T, ten times, I don't want that, hi, it...! Mm, ah...!"

He spread the vaginal flesh wide and thrust in again with force, and the opening fluttered and clenched around the shaft. Even after receiving the cock so many times, it seemed unsatisfied, swallowing Killian's cock greedily.

Thud, thud, deep, slick, thud...!

Killian savored the sight of Rosha's milky white skin, flawless and now flushed pink, and drove his hips harder. The way Rosha cried out and shook with each deep thrust was maddeningly arousing.

The thick cock that Rosha couldn't get used to scraped through the vaginal passage thoroughly. Killian exhaled a rough breath and grabbed Rosha's chest, and Rosha shuddered and whimpered.

"Hh, ah, mm, ah, ha...!"

The hardened nipples tingled at the slightest touch, and his body kept twisting and arching. Inside his belly trembled as though preparing to receive seed. Rosha writhed under the excessive pleasure that ruled his entire body and let out an unbroken stream of moans from his lips.

Killian finally drove Rosha to one more climax before flooding his vaginal opening with cum. Rosha went completely limp as though utterly spent and breathed in soft, shallow gasps.