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Mustered up some courage, Lowell tried to push Felix away by his shoulders, but he didn’t budge.
Even the gentle flick of Felix’s tongue over the spot made Lowell’s mind go blank.
Before long, the wet muscle was pushing inside, teasing the inner walls with shallow thrusts.
‘Just fingers would be enough…’
Given enough time, fingers alone could prepare him properly, but Felix seemed too impatient for that.
“Hngh… Then just put your cock in already.”
“I told you, I don’t want to hurt you.”
It wasn’t like Lowell wanted to get hurt either.
He just wanted to escape from the overwhelming sensation of being licked there.
He could handle most things, but this was too much.
Yet Felix showed no intention of stopping, his tongue eagerly exploring inside.
“I can taste something sweet.”
Lowell wanted to argue that there was no way that was true, but all that left his lips were helpless moans.
His body reacted on its own, involuntarily clenching and loosening around the intrusion, making the situation even more embarrassing.
“Ah—! W-Wait, please.”
Felix’s tongue, now fully inside, flicked against the walls.
Unlike fingers, it moved flexibly, tracing the shape of his insides and delivering an unfamiliar yet dizzying pleasure.
His heightened sensitivity only made it worse—the tiny bumps on Felix’s tongue rubbed against him, making Lowell feel like he was losing his mind.
“You’re really wet.”
Felix pulled his tongue out and replaced it with his fingers again.
Just as he said, the insides had loosened up considerably, letting his fingers slip in more smoothly than before.
Every time Felix’s fingertip pressed against the walls, as if checking their shape, Lowell had to fight the urge to arch his back.
“You’re soaking the bed.”
Indeed, the sheets beneath them were now damp from Lowell’s fluids.
Though Felix’s tongue hadn’t reached deep enough to hit his most sensitive spot, it had done more than enough to leave him a mess.
“I told you… not to do that.”
Grinding his teeth, Lowell shot Felix a resentful glare. Felix, finally pausing, studied his expression.
“Did you really hate it? It didn’t seem like it hurt.”
With his mind clouded by his lewdness, Felix judged the situation based solely on whether Lowell was in pain or not.
Seeing his slightly dazed expression, Lowell sighed.
He’d let it go this time, but he swore he wouldn’t allow it again.
“…No, it wasn’t painful. Just embarrassing.”
“Then that’s fine.”
As soon as he got an answer, Felix resumed moving his fingers, as if he had just been given permission.
The now softened walls responded eagerly, tightening and relaxing around his movements.
Lowell, usually sharp-eyed, let his gaze melt into a hazy blur as he gave in to the pleasure.
“Haa… Felix, I think it’s fine now.”
If he didn’t say anything, Felix might just keep playing with him like this forever. He took the initiative.
‘At least today, I’m more in control than he is.’
The first time, when he had taken the suppressant, Felix had led the entire thing.
This time, he wanted to take charge.
“Will it really not hurt now?”
Despite the careful question, the cock pressing against his entrance was already leaking pre-cum, eager to ruin everything inside.
“…A little pain is fine.”
Even so, Felix hesitated, frowning as if he didn’t want Lowell to feel even the slightest discomfort.
Seeing that, Lowell let out a soft chuckle and ran a teasing hand down Felix’s neck.
“You’ll make me feel good soon enough, won’t you?”
“…Yeah.”
That was all it took.
An Alpha in the middle of sex had no patience left.
Honestly, it was impressive that Felix had held back this long.
“Nngh—ah…”
Even though he was prepared, taking in Felix’s fully hardened cock was still overwhelming.
His body stretched painfully, the sheer size making it impossible not to feel the strain.
“Lowell.”
Felix had initially planned to move roughly, but Lowell’s pained whimper made him restrain himself.
He gently caressed Lowell’s body, waiting for him to adjust.
Once the pain dulled and he felt like he could handle it, Lowell tapped Felix’s firm chest.
“You can move now.”
Sweat dripped from Felix’s forehead.
As he began moving slowly, his cock brushed against every inch of the sensitive walls.
Rather than aiming for one spot, he dragged along every crevice, creating a wave of pleasure that rose and fell unpredictably.
The constant shift made Lowell feel lightheaded, like he was seasick from the pleasure.
“Ah… Felix, slow down…”
He knew Felix probably wasn’t in the state of mind to control himself, but he still tried to say it.
As expected, his words had the opposite effect.
Hearing Lowell call his name only seemed to excite Felix further, making his movements even more intense.
‘At least he’s not putting the whole thing in… I should be grateful for that, right?’
Felix was still holding back, not pushing in the last third, worried it might be too much.
Even at this level, Lowell felt completely overwhelmed—he couldn’t imagine what it would be like if Felix went all the way in.
He tried to focus on keeping up with the rhythm when—
“Lowell, I love you.”
Felix’s voice came out in a raw, unfiltered confession, as if he had reached his limit and could no longer hold back.
“…I love you.”
The same affection he had poured into saying Lowell’s name was now fully contained in those words.
It was clumsy, unexpected, and completely genuine.
Lowell felt heat rush through his entire body.
“Lowell.”
“Haa… Felix…”
Once he had warmed up to the pleasure, there was no stopping it.
Earlier, he had been desperate for Felix to hit the right spot.
Now, it felt like every place Felix touched turned into a erotic zone.
His body welcomed the cock eagerly, clenching and releasing around it.
Felix groaned, chasing his own pleasure as he moved even harder.
“You’re so hot inside.”
Felix moved relentlessly, no longer hiding his desire to become one with Lowell.
Though they were already connected, it still felt like something was missing, leaving him frustrated.
If he were the snowstorm raging outside, he would have blanketed Lowell’s body, sinking into his skin and fully becoming one with him—just the thought of it left him aching.
“I like it, ngh… I like it too, Felix.”
Even though Lowell showed no signs of climaxing, his body trembled violently.
Sensing that his partner was only retreating deeper instead of fully surrendering, Felix thrust harder.
The thought consumed him—he wanted Lowell to enjoy this even more, to be just as lost in pleasure as he was.
“You’re not in pain, are you?”
Even as he was swept away by waves of ecstasy, Lowell found himself smiling weakly.
Usually, the one underneath was left feeling empty, but Felix wasn’t like that.
Even when he had nothing left to give, he always reached for Lowell, always put his safety first.
‘I want to be like that too.’
For the first time, Lowell wanted to carve this moment into himself.
To let Felix fill his depths so completely that he could always carry a part of him, no matter when or where.
“I like you too.”
He pulled Felix close, whispering the words into his ear.
Felix’s muscles tensed, veins bulging along his forearm as his cock swelled even thicker.
“Agh—w-wait, ngh… hck.”
His walls, already stretched tight, were now pressed to their absolute limit.
White flashes burst behind Lowell’s eyelids as he came, his mind blanking out.
Felix, about to push in even deeper, froze when he realized Lowell had gone limp, quickly retreating in alarm.
“Felix, you can’t knot inside.”
As his vision slowly returned, Lowell—still trembling from his climax—gathered his strength to push Felix away.
He wanted to take all of him, to embrace every part of him, but instinct screamed that this was his limit.
“I know. You said we can’t, because of the baby.”
Felix frowned, withdrawing at a maddeningly slow pace.
Given his size, even pulling out took time.
Lowell clenched his teeth as the thick shaft dragged against every sensitive spot on its way out.
“Nngh, ah…!”
Felix exhaled heavily as he finally slipped free.
His cock, still hard and swollen, twitched dangerously.
‘The book said that knotting helps a rut pass faster. But if he doesn’t even get to cum, what happens then…?’
After a brief hesitation, Lowell reached out, wrapping his fingers around Felix’s cock.
The unfamiliar sensation of something so thick and rigid in his grip made his head swim with heat.
“Lowell… Haa… Squeeze tighter.”
Felix moved his hips, as if Lowell’s hand was just another tight hole to thrust into.
His nails, untrimmed from neglect, occasionally scraped against the heated flesh, but instead of recoiling, Felix shuddered with pleasure.
“Nngh…”
Lowell flinched at the way the cock in his hand pulsed wildly, but as his palm became slick with heat, a strange tickling sensation spread through his fingertips.
The hands he had used so casually before were now a source of pleasure.
The realization made Lowell’s nape flush red-hot.
Meanwhile, Felix’s cock, having fully prepared to knot, had grown so large that it was impossible to wrap a hand around it.
Had he been inside, there would’ve been no chance of moving at all.
“Are you okay?”
“Haa… Lowell.”
Felix barely seemed capable of answering.
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Omg what’s the final size?