NOVEL NEXT chapter 83
“Ah… ahh, deeper—nh.”
Felix’s cock slammed into Lowell without mercy. And yet, if you asked whether it hurt—absolutely not. Lowell’s slick was not only soaking Felix’s shaft but pooling inside him, making obscene wet squelches with every thrust. At first, the room was filled with the raw sound of thump, thump, as Felix drove in roughly—but now the sticky squelching echoed in the air, shamefully loud.
Felix hasn’t even come yet, but it already feels full inside…
Normally, if Lowell moaned like this, Felix would ask if he was okay, then slow down for a while, pulling out partway.
“Didn’t you ask me to do it like this?”
But once Felix’s reins were off, he didn’t back down. Reflexively, he avoided pushing in deep enough to hit Lowell’s womb, but even the fleeting contact made Lowell feel as if lightning had passed through his entire body.
“It’s hitting—it’s hitting it. Nnh… do it a little shallower.”
Lowell knew—rationally—that Felix would never push in where the baby was. Still, the words slipped out unconsciously. In truth, being pounded at that depth wasn’t painful, it was closer to unbearable pleasure—but it was a stimulus Lowell hadn’t felt often during sex with Felix.
The only time he’s ever even gotten close to that spot was during rut.
If he’d actually been in heat, he could’ve just let go completely and enjoyed it. But he wasn’t in a true heat—just as aroused as if he were—which meant he couldn’t fully surrender his mind. Realizing Lowell was struggling to focus, Felix ran his hands softly along his body and murmured:
“I’m not going anywhere near where the baby is. You know that.”
Given the words and tone, it should’ve come across like a gentle reassurance. But to Lowell’s ears, it somehow sounded like a sly trick.
“You’re okay, right? Lowell, tell me you’re okay.”
And, just as he suspected, Felix pushed for a response with quiet insistence. He wouldn’t even entertain the possibility of any answer other than “I’m fine,” yet his voice sounded impossibly desperate. Lowell, faintly annoyed, nodded without thinking.
“If you don’t say it out loud… ngh… then I don’t know. Don’t just leak—I want you to say it.”
Felix demanded a verbal answer like he wouldn’t allow anything else. And all the while, his ruthless cock kept bullying Lowell’s insides, forcing cries from his throat. Because of the sideways position, Lowell’s legs were spread wide, making Felix’s thrusts feel even faster. He rammed in deep, smashing his prostate and the deepest inner wall, only to pull out again—nearly all the way—raking against every fold. Fluid splattered from his hole, no way to tell who had leaked it.
“Nnh—haa—It’s… it’s fine! I’m okay!”
The second the words left Lowell’s mouth, Felix—almost theatrically—drove his cock in all at once. He hadn’t even gone all the way in, out of caution, but even that much had Lowell shaking his head from the overwhelming pressure. His lips said “yes,” but his body struggled to keep up. Touched by how hard Lowell was trying to take him in, Felix kissed his body tenderly, everywhere.
“Nngh, nh…”
Lowell’s soft, loosened walls clung to him, pulsing and dripping warmth. On top of that, the sweet pheromone scent was driving Felix insane, like he wanted to lick every inch of Lowell’s skin.
The moment he heard “I’m okay,” a new greed sparked in Felix’s voice, his tone lewd and low. He moved with a bit less force than earlier, showing that the frantic lust had cooled slightly—but the heat was still burning strong. The sudden change in pace made Lowell cry out sharply.
“Haa—ahh!”
Though the force lessened, the angle changed, making Lowell’s body twitch more intensely. Even with just half the length inside, he shivered uncontrollably and tears welled in his eyes. Felix, who didn’t normally flinch at anything, grit his teeth.
“Judging by how tightly you’re clenching, your body clearly loves it—so why are you crying?”
“Ah—nhh—mmn…”
Felix, who had been about to pull out, froze to wipe Lowell’s tears. Unfortunately, it was right as he’d hit the perfect angle on Lowell’s prostate—and the cock that had been leaking small spurts now released a thick load of cum. Lowell’s hands clenched the blanket tightly in a futile attempt not to be swept away by the climax, but he couldn’t fight the wave.
“Ugh… It’s not like… I’m crying because I want to…”
After Lowell came, his inner walls trembled, the soft membrane quivering and contracting around Felix’s cock like it was trying to wring out everything inside. Felix narrowed his eyes, gripping Lowell tightly to keep him from bucking too hard. But restrained as he was, Lowell could only scream with high-pitched moans.
“Ah—haa—hah!”
“Seriously—if it hurts, say something.”
Even in the haze, Lowell nodded in response to the firm words. Felix, unable to take it anymore, buried his face in Lowell’s neck and bit down. His lips sucked and teeth nipped aggressively, but the actual pressure wasn’t too strong. The marks weren’t deep—but there were so many that anyone would know, even from far away, that he was someone’s lover.
Maybe he was focused too much on leaving hickeys, because his thrusts eased up just enough for Lowell to finally catch his breath.
Why does it feel like I’m handling this worse the more we do it?
Lowell didn’t know whether to blame the pheromones, or to admit that it was his first time being this deeply connected with someone he loved. Maybe he should resent his overly sensitive body. The more he was with Felix, the less control he seemed to have.
“Are you feeling a little better?”
Felix’s breath tickled Lowell’s neck, the vibration making his skin shiver.
“Yes…”
As Lowell’s aftershocks faded and his body finally began to settle, Felix brought his lips to his ear.
“I love you.”
He whispered it again and again like a spell. It had only been hard to say the first time—once it left his lips, it burst out like a dam breaking.
The moment Lowell realized it, heat rushed back into his body like fire. He’d heard those words before during sex—but something about Felix’s voice this time, how clear it was, struck differently.
“I love you too…”
“God… you’re so fucking sexy and beautiful I can’t take it.”
Lowell’s rising body temperature fueled Felix. His hole, wet and pulsing, twitched hungrily around the cock that was still buried deep inside, like it wanted even more. Felix pushed in until he hit the very end and noticed Lowell’s mouth fall open, unable to make a sound—and held still.
“I told you to speak up if it hurts.”
Felix punctuated each word with a slow, grinding thrust. His rhythm was brutal, but his voice stayed gentle.
“I-it’s okay. It feels good… so I’m okay.”
Lowell trembled as Felix [N O V E L I G H T] pounded him, answering his words faithfully even through the deep penetration that made his lower belly quake. Watching him like that, Felix finally lost it. Even though it already felt soaked, he released deep inside with scorching heat. Lowell’s belly, already round, now felt even fuller. His neck flushed red, so stained with Felix’s marks that they almost disappeared into each other.
“Haa… I still can’t tell what parts embarrass you. You act like nothing fazes you, then turn bright red at the most obvious things.”
Felix laughed deeply, the sound vibrating through his chest. Lowell melted into him, loving the feeling. Even though his cock hadn’t softened one bit, Felix didn’t grow rough again. He simply held Lowell tight, savoring the happiness they shared.
Through the small gap in the window, the scent of blooming flowers drifted in. It mingled with their pheromones, filling the room with a unique and intoxicating fragrance. With blurry eyes, Lowell let the smell wash over him—and suddenly, he felt like his feet were touching solid ground.
“…Felix.”
He called his name softly, nothing more.
“You should call me like that all the time.”
Felix wasn’t offended. He gently stroked Lowell’s curls, letting them fall through his fingers.
“It makes me feel… connected to you.”
In both this world and the one before it, Lowell had been floating. Belonging nowhere, drifting alone. No one to anchor him, no place to call his own.
“Yeah. Like we’re tied together.”
Felix was no different. Two people once adrift, now grounded by each other. By belonging to one another, they finally belonged somewhere.
“So everything will be okay.”
Even if they ended up soaked in blood—so long as they stayed connected, it would be okay.
“Yeah.”
So long as they stayed connected.
“…We can go again, right?”
Felix didn’t even wait for an answer—his hips were already moving. But Lowell had known this was coming ever since Felix didn’t go soft after finishing. He nodded obediently.
Just one more time should be fine.