“Ack!”

“Haah…, good.”

Kian stiffened his spine and let out a gasp.

The inner walls, suddenly clawed open, gripped his c*ck and trembled finely.

“Can you feel it? Your insides squirming and sucking on my c*ck.”

He fumbled to caress their joined parts. Each time he entered her, it amazed him. That his member could push into such a small opening. She swallowed him with difficulty, holding him precariously at the entrance like it might burst. Her foamy perineum was taut and hot, stretched to the breaking point.

“…This feeling is insanely, hnn, good.”

“Hnng.”

When he forcefully pushed up to the base, her b*ttocks lifted slightly from the pressure of his pelvis.

Vivianne made whimpering sounds, unable to bear the bursting pressure. When he stimulated her cl*toris by rubbing his pubic hair, matted with fluids, against her s*x, she trembled like someone scratching an itch.

A moist, boiling heat rose from inside her. He wanted to enjoy this precarious sensation just before release. While the sight of her trembling with only her lower half exposed and impaled on him was exquisite, her er*ect n*pples kept catching his attention.

“You may hide other parts, but with me, Vivi, you should know to show yourself.”

Kian exhaled hotly as he lifted her pelvis and pulled her negligee up to just below her chin.

“This pretty, lewd thing. Who were you planning to show it to besides me?”

Her br*asts, white as the moon, were exposed. He caressed the soft, tender mounds with both hands, malleable like molded milk.

The two flesh mounds, spread out from lying down, were lifted plumply in his large hands.

“It amazes me every time. Your body is thin, but your br*asts are large.”

“Ah, mmm.”

“Look, Vivi. My hands can’t even hold all of them.”

When Vivianne lowered her chin, she could see him gripping and kneading her white br*asts with his entire palms. Even with a large man’s hands manipulating them, flesh still spilled between his fingers.

“When you get pregnant, these will grow even bigger. How will you carry such heavy things then?”

His tone was concerned, but his eyes were mischievously smiling.

“Your hands are too small, so when your milk gets clogged, you won’t be able to massage them yourself. Right?”

“Milk… gets clogged?”

“Yes. They say it hurts when milk builds up and gets clogged.”

She knew about breastfeeding babies, but this was new information.

“Someone said they, hnn, wanted a child… so I looked it up.”

He languidly thrust his hips, which had been still, seemingly to remind her of his penetration. With the movement, her br*asts bounced, and he gripped the flesh mounds even tighter. Their sticky, entangled g*nitals made wet sounds as they moved.

“I wondered what happens to a woman’s body… when she gets pregnant.”

When Vivianne opened her eyes wide, he answered gently.

“I needed to know. I told you I don’t like seeing you hurt or injured.”

So he looked into it on his own.

Sometimes he gave overflowing affection in unexpected moments like this. Exactly like someone who knew precisely what she was lacking.

“They’ll be heavy, so I’ll have to massage and suck them all night.”

When he pressed both thumbs against her n*pples, her lower abdomen tensed. As her inner walls tightened, squeezing his p*nis, he thrust up forcefully, unwilling to withdraw even slightly.

“Don’t clench.”

“Ahng…”

Her waist bent instantly and her body was pushed upward. Her waist lifted, creating a gap between her and the desk. Kian gripped her slender waist with both hands and pulled her pelvis back toward him.

“Hnnk, Ki-Kian, hnn.”

“You need to swallow it all, Vivi.”

Thanks to his movement, his large member was buried to the hilt, and his t*sticles, damp with fluids, pressed against her perineum and anus.

“Ahnnng…”

Having thrust himself in completely, Kian confirmed he had reached the dead end by pressing and grinding his tip against it, then smiled coolly.

“Well, you might look cute. Waddling around with a swollen belly, panting.”

After this idle comment, he began thrusting his hips in earnest. Her body shook wildly up and down with his movements. Above, her round br*asts bounced, and below, her b*ttocks slapped against his pelvis.

“Mmng, nng, ahng, hnn!”

Biting her lower lip did nothing. With each thrust, moans of pleasure escaped her lips.

As he stirred her insides with his poker-like c*ck, giving her inner walls no chance to contract, they seemed to heat up and become mushy. The heat rising from below her navel made her eyeballs feel warm.

With her b*ttocks raised high during penetration, her stomach was pressed, and something kept flowing from their joined parts. Not a sticky sensation, but something like clear liquid leaking.

…Could she have accidentally…?

As the thought reached her, chills ran down her spine.

Kian had carried her here, but this was his work desk.

“Relax a bit, Vivi. You’ll break it off.”

“Hnn.”

When she tried to hold back by tensing her lower abdomen, Kian slapped her b*ttocks and scolded her. The longer the breathless penetration continued, the more the strange urge built up.

Vivianne struggled desperately, her face turning pale blue.

“Ahng, uh, Kian, w-wait.”

“Why?”

“I-I might make a mistake, hic, let me go!”

“What mistake?”

Kian continued thrusting rapidly without his breathing faltering. Perhaps because they were in his office and he was fully dressed. He concentrated on penetration with a slight furrow in his brow, like he was handling important business.

To have to plead before him while completely exposed.

She wanted to cry from embarrassment.

Still, it seemed better than urinating during mating.

“I want t-to go to the bathroom…! I feel like I’m going to release. Haah…!”

“Suddenly?”

Cruelly, Kian just snickered, finding it amusing.

“If you feel like releasing, then release. Vivi. What’s the problem?”

“Ahng, n-no…!”

When she twisted her body asking to be let go, he grabbed the backs of her knees, immobilizing her. Then he increased the speed of his thrusts teasingly. Thud, thud, thud. The sound of their wet g*nitals rubbing together grew increasingly explicit.

With his vigorous thrusts, his p*nis swelled even more tightly. It was unsettling how it throbbed from the base up, like just before ej*culation. Heat filled her core, making it feel like it would melt.

“Aaaah!”

After enduring and enduring, she had reached her limit. With a feeling of something bursting, her entire body trembled. Her inner walls contracted uncontrollably, and her vision flashed white. She could feel clear liquid flowing down his t*sticles and buttock crease, thoroughly soaking his thighs.

“Wow, you released a lot.”

His voice sounded distant.

“Every time I work, I’ll smell you. How will I handle the arousal?”

He deliberately leaned down to point this out, whispering cruel words.

Tears filled her vision from the distress, and sobs erupted.

“Hic, huu, I, I… huu, told you I needed, hic, the bathroom, huu.”

Vivianne covered her wet face with her arms and wailed.

Her face burned, and her ears tingled to the tips. No matter how much she disliked him, how upset she was, or how his words and actions hurt her heart, he was the male she loved. To show such a side of herself before him. She felt like dying from shame.

“Why are you crying again?”

He brushed away the hair sticking to her forehead.

“I’m sorry, Vivi. Don’t cry.”

It was rare for him to apologize. But while apologizing with his mouth, he kept snickering. So his apology wasn’t sincere.

With one moment’s mistake, she had completely become an object of ridicule.

From the moment of her mistake, the penetration had stopped completely.

It was natural. She wasn’t a child. Even if she were male, she wouldn’t want to mate with a female who made such absurd mistakes.

“Hic, huu, huhu. Huu…”

Vivianne’s crying grew louder.

“It’s not a mistake. It’s not dirty—it’s fluid that comes out when you’re too excited.”

Though he was consoling her, his voice was still full of mischief. Moreover, he tried to forcibly remove the arms barely covering her face. It seemed like he was deliberately trying to shame her.

No matter how she resisted, she was no match for a man’s strength. Her tear-soaked, messy face was revealed.

Kian first stole the moisture on her eyelids with his lips, then wiped her face clean with the edge of his clothes.

“Want to see? You made me lose control and ej*culate right away too. Without even thrusting much.”

As he said, whether he had ej*culated or not, his shaft was a mess of white s*men and fluids mixed like foam.

…But why was it still er*ect?

No sooner had she thought this than the corners of his mouth turned up.

“Get on your hands and knees, Vivi.”

“A-again?”

“Have I ever finished after coming just once? Turn over so I can take you from behind.”

“I’m tired… just a moment.”

After crying and leaking fluids from both ends, she had no strength left in her body. She shook her head in exhaustion, but in an instant, her body was flipped over, and she found herself bent over the desk.

“…Ah!”

When his hard p*nis dug into her inner walls, her trembling knees buckled forward.

He firmly supported her from behind so her body wouldn’t collapse forward.

“Raise your arms.”

As he completely removed the negligee she had been wearing, hot breath scattered across the back of her neck. He frantically showered her nape with small kisses, then languidly licked her earlobe.

When she curled up from the ticklish sensation, he immediately whispered wicked words.

“Vivi, you’re all talk.”

“What do you…”

“You leaked everything you released… if you really want to have a child,”

He pulled back his waist, then thrust forward with such force that the desk shook. Her crown rang, and her entire body felt like it was being lit on fire.

“Ah!”

“You can’t even say ‘please thrust deeper,’ yet you avoid it?”

He pressed his lower body deep inside her again and clung to her like a deranged beast.