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“Why… ha… ugh… it’s, ngh… growing…”

I should stop, but—

“Ah… hng… why….”

Zerbin’s clearly distressed and urgent voice, mixed with trembling moans, disrupted my attempt to calm down.

In the end, I looked at him.

He was lying down, desperately trying to push out the beads himself, digging his fingers inside while lifting his hips.

His thick, calloused fingers, used to holding swords, wriggled as they stretched the inner walls, pressing into the soft mucous membrane.

Damn it, seriously!

Why does he have to look so unbearably erotic?

And doesn’t it hurt to shove like that so roughly?

I barely held onto my sanity and approached Zerbin.

A moment ago, he had run from me, but now, as soon as those gray eyes locked on mine, he crawled toward me.

He seemed to have difficulty raising his body fully, moving almost on all fours.

I was at a loss for words at the sight.

Am I even allowed to witness something like this?

It felt too overwhelming.

Zerbin clung to me.

“Do… something… ha, hng… hurry!”

It was undoubtedly an angry voice. His reddened eyes glared at me.

They were the fierce eyes I knew, yet tears welled up in them.

As his muscular, mountainous body trembled and leaned against me, I felt like the worst piece of sh*t.

I’d gone too far, overstimulating someone as sensitive as Zerbin.

This is all my fault—I should’ve explained properly.

“Hurry… ha, sniff…”

The tears that had been clinging to his eyes flowed down his cheeks.

His handsome face was streaked with tear tracks.

I found myself unable to breathe.

How dare someone like me make Zerbin cry…

And yet, seeing that made me… aroused.

How utterly blasphemous.

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

How could I ever atone for this sin?

“Really, I’m sorry. I should’ve gotten your permission first….”

I couldn’t make excuses like thinking he’d enjoy this kind of experience.

That would only mean I didn’t understand Zerbin at all.

Not acceptable.

Though I wanted to apologize a hundred times more, Zerbin didn’t like it when I groveled excessively.

Focus on fixing this.

“Don’t try to force it out—just relax and it’ll come. Lie down for now. I’ll help you.”

The beads were inherently soft and slippery, so forcing them out would only make it harder.

Especially if you were hasty, like Zerbin was being now.

If handled poorly, it could end up slipping even further inside.

That would only make it worse.

“Ugh, ha… ngh.”

His eyes turned threatening for a moment but quickly softened as arousal overwhelmed him.

He lay down, breathing heavily, his muscles trembling slightly as his legs parted naturally.

Every movement was unbearably suggestive.

I bit my lip.

“Can you try to push a little?”

“…….”

Terrifying.

Even as his legs were spread and he trembled before me, Zerbin’s presence never wavered.

The sheer force of his aura, as if he could devour me at any moment, sent chills down my spine.

Even overwhelmed by arousal, Zerbin was still Zerbin.

Right now, he was simply tolerating me.

I had to hurry and handle this.

If I didn’t, I wouldn’t survive what came after, and my ability to reset the timeline would be useless.

Still, I could see the tension in his taut muscles, which meant he was trying to push.

Cautiously, I placed my hand on his hardened lower abdomen, intending to soothe him as I gently rubbed his stomach.

But through my palm, I felt the distinct, rounded shape of something protruding slightly.

How much has this thing grown? It wasn’t supposed to get this big.

A chill ran down my spine.

No wonder Zerbin, who could endure most pain, was struggling so much!

It was insane to shove something this large into someone doing this for the first time.

Though it wasn’t intentional!

‘What is this? A mutation?’

I was momentarily confused before realization struck.

The bead—this egg-like object—was technically parasitic.

It absorbed the host’s mana to grow.

However, it wasn’t dangerous.

Such things couldn’t be used as toys.

Its natural growth was only equivalent to a normal size.

But this was no ordinary case—Zerbin, as a hero, was so overwhelmingly powerful that even minimal absorption caused it to grow exponentially.

How could I not have thought of this?

I wanted to slap myself.

But self-punishment wouldn’t solve the immediate problem, so I focused on Zerbin.

If the bead had grown this much, how stretched was the inside?

My mouth felt dry.

Through my hand on his abdomen, I could feel slight trembling.

The overextended inner walls were struggling to bear the strain, quivering under the pressure.

Even the slightest movement of my palm made Zerbin gasp for breath.

His heightened sensitivity, a result of the aphrodisiac-like effect, made everything worse.

The oversized bead pressing and shifting inside only added to his discomfort.

Zerbin’s earlier rough attempts to use his fingers had only pushed it deeper.

I could tell from its position—it had gone far in.

Still, thanks to his efforts to expel it, I could feel it moving slowly.

“I’m sorry, I’ll press down a little.”

“That….”

Zerbin’s tear-filled gray eyes trembled.

Seeing that sent another wave of shivers down my spine—not out of fear, but arousal.

I suppressed the desire stirring inside me.

Before the demon invasion, Zerbin’s strength was unmatched, making him untouchable.

And yet here he was, trembling from something as insignificant as two beads.

Knowing that I was the only one to witness this side of him filled me with a strange sense of superiority.

He wouldn’t kill me for exposing his vulnerability… right?

I should apologize again later.

Though Zerbin was trembling, it wasn’t entirely from pain.

Despite the oversized bead causing strain, his c*ck remained fully erect, with clear fluid dripping from the tip, wetting his sac.

Thanks to the stimulation, he still felt pleasure.

I cupped the head with my hand and pressed down, rubbing gently.

“Ah… ah…”

The gray eyes melted again into pleasure.

With one hand, I pressed down on the swollen abdomen caused by the bead.

It was excessive, but there was no other choice.

“Hahk! Mm, ahh…”

Zerbin trembled as he cradled his abdomen, tears welling up again in his eyes.

The intensity of the stimulation caused the c*ck in my hand to twitch, releasing more fluid.

Guilt weighed heavily on me.

Despite his resistance, pressing on his abdomen had its effect.

The bead began to squirm downward, further than before.

“It’s okay. It’ll come out soon.”

I tried to soothe him since there wasn’t much else I could do.

Zerbin, panting softly, moved his hands from cradling his belly to overlap them on mine.

“Gently…”

Oh no.

“Y-Yeah. Gently.”

Oh no!

He was too adorable.

Why couldn’t he just get mad instead of acting so cute?

I felt like I was going to pass out.

His taut abs trembled under the strain, the flat surface becoming more defined as the bead shifted slightly downward.

I pressed on it again.

“Ugh… Hic. Ahh.”

The bead rolled downward, pushing against the narrow walls with relentless force.

Zerbin’s tear-streaked cheeks and even his neck flushed red.

I tried to look away from the sight of him twisting his body to endure it.

The bead, which had been moving smoothly, suddenly stopped as if caught on something.

I curled my fingers to apply pressure.

“Ahh!”

A sharp, wet cry escaped.

His c*ck jerked violently, trembling as if it were about to reach its limit.

Did it catch on his prostate?

Still, it seemed like it was almost out.

“Hah… Ah… Ah!”

Damn it.

His moans were driving me crazy.

Worse, they were growing louder.

I needed to get a grip.

I was the one who started this; I had to finish it.

Don’t get distracted.

The large bead was finally visible at the opening, the taut rim stretching to accommodate it.

The sight of the opening exposing the soft, flushed inner walls made me feel both guilty for what Zerbin had endured and aroused by the lewdness of the scene.

The bead’s smooth, pliable surface finally appeared.

It was larger than I had imagined, and the rim of the opening stretched taut as it passed through.

Zerbin gritted his teeth and pushed, his entire body tensing with effort.

“Ahh!”

Thankfully, the bead popped out with a wet sound, causing his body to convulse.

At the same time, cm spurted from the cck in my hand.

Watching it happen, I forcibly pushed away inappropriate thoughts.

It’s just a bead. A bead.

“Huh, ahh… Haah…”

As the first bead came out, the second followed shortly after.

The stretched opening didn’t immediately close, pulsing slightly.

The fluids coating the beads had thoroughly soaked the opening, leaving it glistening.

Sticky strands of fluid dripped down.

The erotic sight drew my gaze against my will.

I want to…

No, I shouldn’t.

Without realizing it, I embraced Zerbin.

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