Before the plea was even finished, Leon crooked two fingers and dragged them upward inside her. Slick fl*id ran from his fingers all the way down to his wrist, and seeing it, Leon curved his lips in a thin, dark smile.

“You’d do well not to provoke me.”

Before she knew it, the fingers working inside her grew to three, and the room filled with wet sounds and Leon’s suppressed m*ans mixed together.

Adela whimpered like someone in a fever and snapped her hips hard.

“…Haaah.”

A strange m*an she had no intention of making tore free between her lips.

Adela’s legs trembled in short, rapid shakes as she gasped for breath, and clear fl*id gushed out from her narrow opening in pulses without stopping.

Leon looked down at the fingers that were just working inside her and gave her an unreadable look.

“You want to have my child.”

A voice laced with a strange, hungry longing slipped from between his lips. The gaze he fixed on Adela was as n*ked as a starving beast’s, yet Leon dug his nails into his own thigh and held back the impulse threatening to burst free.

‘…Hah.’

All strength drained from her body, and even moving a single finger felt difficult.

But this time had to be different.

Adela gritted her teeth and pushed herself up, then gently stroked his cheek.

“Yes. Our child.”

The moment she confirmed it, Leon’s brow creased heavily. The corners of his tightly pressed lips trembled faintly, and a suppressed m*an tore free between them.

Leon slowly bent down and laid her back, pinning both her arms firmly above her head with one hand. Then he scattered small kisses across her trembling eyelids and lips.

She was the one who seduced him, no question. But now that Leon was responding, she could not breathe.

The heat bearing down on her was far more powerful than she imagined, and Adela drew a sharp breath.

Her body, stiff with tension, flinched sharply at his lightest touch.

Then it happened.

A hot, intense pressure stabbing at her thigh made Adela look down.

“L, Leon.”

Unable to hold back any longer, Leon’s c*ck, dripping clear fl*id, was pressing hard into Adela’s pale thigh. The overwhelming size of it made Adela catch her breath.

His gaze lingered on the red mark already forming on her thigh, then he ran one hand roughly down his own length. The veins standing out along it swelled even more fiercely than before.

In her past life, they were always together in darkness, so she only ever glimpsed a vague outline. Seeing Leon’s c*ck up close like this was the first time.

Noticing Adela’s fear-laced tension, he brought two fingers together and parted her wet inner flesh again. As he scraped relentlessly at the sensitized inner walls, a helpless cry broke free.

“…Aaah.”

Leon stirred his fingers slowly, opening a path, then withdrew them all at once. Before the emptiness could even register, the blunt, scorching tip pressed against her narrow opening, carrying a searing heat.

The sheer difference in size from his fingers made Adela tremble, and he released her restraints and gripped her waist firmly.

“I’ll give it to you now.”

“W, wait……”

Before the plea could land, Leon’s c*ck pressed in with agonizing slowness, parting her inner walls. Her red inner flesh seemed to cry out under the overwhelming pressure, and sweat ran down Adela’s temples.

“Stay still.”

In Leon’s red eyes, breathing roughly, Adela’s pained m*ans were etched in vivid detail.

Aroused by the sight, his c*ck swelled even further inside her and finally reached the deepest point.

“…Mmmm!”

Her vision flashed white for an instant, and Adela’s arms flailed through the air as though she forgot how to breathe. She gripped Leon’s shoulders to keep herself from falling apart and hung on with her eyes shut.

‘I’m scared.’

The pressure splitting her open brought a strange sensation crashing over Adela. With Leon’s rough breathing filling her ears, she could barely manage a broken m*an.

With every roll of their tangled bodies, droplets of sweat scattered like rain, and the bedroom filled with a thick, damp heat.

Adela clung to Leon’s shoulders with her nails dug in and studied him through her blurred vision.

‘…Ah.’

Leon’s face, hidden in darkness until now, was laid bare in the candlelight.

She thought she was the only one struggling. She was wrong.

Biting his lip and lost in the moment, Leon looked desperately raw. Like a child terrified of losing the only salvation he had.

She only thought about saving Leon, with no room to consider what he might be feeling.

Even as he drove into her inner flesh, the unease never left Leon’s face.

In her past life, was Leon trembling like this until the very moment he died?

He became the Emperor’s dog to protect her, yet Adela despised him throughout.

A bead of sweat hanging from the tip of Leon’s chin dropped onto Adela’s collarbone with a soft tap.

‘It looks just like a tear.’

Adela gathered what little strength she had and wrapped both legs around his waist.

A little deeper. She wanted to reach him.

It was a longing to ease, even slightly, the fear in him she never knew was there.

“…D*mn it.”

Leon spat a rough curse at her pulling him closer, then drove into her even more roughly. As his harsh thrusting continued, a scorching pleasure bloomed beyond the intense pain.

“…Haa!”

“A, Adel……”

Leon gripped her waist and shoulders as though he would shatter them and let out a voice sunk low and deep. Seeing him come undone so completely he could not even finish her name, Adela felt a heat that threatened to burn her mind white.

‘Only I can shake you like this.’

Satisfaction loosened the corners of Adela’s lips, and the crushing pressure inside her made her head fall back on its own.

“Ah, Leon……”

Overwhelmed by the surging pleasure, Adela pushed against his chest as though she could not take any more, but Leon buried his face in her neck and drove even deeper, as though he meant to swallow even that resistance.

“…Haaah!”

Leon, holding Adela in his arms, devoured her lips with relentless hunger. He swallowed every cry that broke from her at the peak and drove all the way to the deepest point.

Leon’s voice, his neck flushed red, sank low.

“D*mn it.”

Adela was shaking helplessly under the hot, full pressure filling her inner walls when it happened. He stared at her lower abdomen for a moment, then furrowed his brow and let out a rough breath.

Just before the end, he pulled out in a rush and spilled everything onto Adela’s pale stomach.

The pungent, hot liquid spreading across her belly made Adela squeeze her eyes shut. She did not expect this.

“……”

Their breathing tangled in a mess in the aftermath. Even after spending himself completely, Leon did not release the arms holding her.

His rough breath tickled Adela’s ear, and her eyes kept falling shut.

‘I shouldn’t fall asleep……’

Then Leon pushed himself up, pulled on a robe, and spoke coldly.

“Your stamina is truly pathetic. You should exercise more.”

He left behind that cold barb and walked out of the bedroom.

The door closed, and silence settled in.

Adela blankly pulled the sheet over herself and wiped away the lingering warmth on her stomach. The liquid on her fingertips was already cold, but his words were colder still.

Adela quietly opened and closed her wet palm.

‘You must be just as confused as I am, right?’

Listening to the faint presence still detectable just outside the door, Adela’s lips curved with a quiet certainty.

“Liar.”

Leon Fershtein was always, truly, hopeless at lying.

‘You stay there. This time, I’ll come to you.’

Imagining him leaning against the door just outside, Adela slowly closed her eyes.