Chapter 12: The Breeding Begins
Rei's words hung in the warm air like incense smoke, curling around Kan's exhausted consciousness. The spell broke slowly, reality seeping back in through the cracks of his pleasure-drowned mind. He was still impaled on Rei's cock, the knot a distant memory that had already slipped free, leaving his hole gaping and leaking onto the dresser.
Husband.
The word echoed in Kan's skull, bouncing off the walls of his fractured thoughts. He tried to process it, tried to make sense of it through the haze of endorphins and exhaustion. But his body was still trembling, still electric, still desperately hungry despite everything Rei had already given him.
"What did you just say?" Kan's voice came out as a croak. His throat was raw from screaming.
Rei didn't answer immediately. Instead, his hands traced the curve of Kan's distended belly, feeling the weight of his own work. The gesture was tender, possessive, almost reverent. In the mirror, Kan could see Rei's reflection—dark eyes fixed on the swell of Kan's stomach, a small smile playing at his lips.
"I said," Rei murmured, leaning forward to press a kiss against Kan's shoulder blade, "that I want to breed you until everyone can see it. Until there's no question about who you belong to."
Kan's breath caught in his throat. The words should have shocked him. Should have repulsed him. He was a man, for fuck's sake—physically incapable of carrying a child. The very idea was absurd, biologically impossible.
But the collar warmed against his throat. His nipples were still leaking thin trails of milk onto the dresser. And somewhere deep in his belly—that swollen, sloshing belly full of Rei's seed—something that felt suspiciously like a womb seemed to pulse with anticipation.
"You want to make me look pregnant," Kan whispered, the words tasting strange on his tongue. "You want people to see me and think I'm carrying your child."
"Yes." Rei's voice was dark, hungry. "I want to watch your belly swell so full that you can barely walk. I want to feel you from the outside and know that I put every drop inside you. I want to see you heavy with my seed, round and ripe and completely fucking owned."
Kan's absurd, impossible cock twitched. A thin stream of milky fluid leaked from the tip, splattering against the dresser. His body was responding to the fantasy even as his mind struggled to process it.
"That's insane." The words came out breathless. "I'm a man. I can't—"
"You can." Rei's hands maneuvered him gently, turning Kan to face him. The cock slipped free with a wet, obscene sound, and Kan whimpered at the sudden emptiness. Rei caught him as his knees buckled, guiding him back to the bed. "Phra Chan's serums can do more than change the shape of my cock. They can change the shape of you."
Kan's eyes went wide. He was on his back again, his belly rising like a small hill above his chest. Rei knelt between his legs, his cock already stirring again—the serum making recovery almost instantaneous.
"What do you mean?" Kan asked, his voice barely a whisper.
Rei's hand pressed against Kan's belly, feeling the contents shift beneath his palm. "There's a serum. It's rare—Phra Chan only makes it for special clients. But it allows a man's body to develop the ability to carry." He paused, his eyes meeting Kan's. "To become pregnant."
The word hit Kan like a physical blow. Pregnant. Him. Pregnant. His mind conjured images—his belly swelling even larger than it was now, growing tight and round with something other than seed. His nipples darkening further, filling with milk not just from stimulation but from genuine hormonal changes. A child growing inside him.
His cock erupted again—a full orgasm that took him completely by surprise. Milk sprayed from his nipples in thin arcs, splattering across his chest and belly. He screamed, his body convulsing as pleasure ripped through him without any physical stimulation at all.
"Look at you," Rei breathed, wonder and delight mixing in his voice. "You didn't even need to be touched. Just the thought of being filled with my child is enough to make you come."
Kan couldn't speak. His body was still writhing with the aftershocks of an orgasm that seemed to go on forever. His belly heaved, the cum inside sloshing with every movement.
"I want it," Kan finally managed, his voice wrecked and desperate. He reached down, gripping Rei's still-hard cock, feeling the knot beginning to form again. "I want you to fuck me until my belly is so full I look nine months pregnant. I want your seed to take root inside me. I want—" He choked, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I want to carry your child. Your pups. I want to be so full of you that I'm completely and utterly bred."
Rei's control snapped.
He surged forward, shoving his cock into Kan's sodden hole without preamble. The knot, still forming, scraped against Kan's tender walls, pulling fresh screams from his throat. But the pain was paper-thin, barely registering beneath the overwhelming need.
"Oh god," Kan gasped. "Yes. Yes, Rei. Fuck me. Breed me. Fill me until I'm pregnant with your seed."
Rei didn't respond with words. He set a brutal pace—fast and deep, the knot swelling with every pass. Kan's belly jumped with each thrust, the cum inside him churning and sloshing. His hands found his own nipples, pinching and pulling, desperate for more sensation, more pleasure.
"Do you feel it?" Rei grunted, his hips slamming home. "Feel how deep I'm going? How hard my knot is swelling? I'm going to seed you, Kan. I'm going to fill you so full that you're dripping for weeks."
Kan's head thrashed on the pillow. He bit his lip until he tasted blood, grounding himself in the pain. The pleasure was so intense it was almost unbearable—the constant pressure of Rei's cock grinding against his prostate, the fullness of the knot expanding, the weight of his already-swollen belly pressing down on his bladder.
"I need more," Kan begged. "Please. I need—"
"More?" Rei laughed, a dark, possessive sound. "You've already taken more than most men could survive. Look at your belly, little bitch. Look at how round and full you are."
Kan looked down. His body was unrecognizable. His defined abs had disappeared beneath a smooth, taut swell that made him look genuinely pregnant. His nipples were engorged, dark, constantly weeping milk. And between his legs, his cock was leaking a steady stream of milky precum.
"I don't recognize myself," Kan whispered. The admission was raw, vulnerable. "I don't know who I am anymore."
Rei paused, his thrusts slowing. He leaned forward, pressing his hand against Kan's cheek. "You're mine," he said softly. "That's who you are. My beautiful, perfect little breeder." He pressed a gentle kiss to Kan's lips. "And I'm going to take such good care of you."
The tenderness in Rei's voice cracked something open in Kan's chest. He reached up, pulling Rei into a deep kiss, tasting himself on Rei's tongue—salty and sweet and utterly filthy.
"I love you," Kan said when they broke apart. The words surprised him. They were raw, honest, pulled from somewhere deep in his soul. "I don't know how or when it happened, but I love you."
Rei's expression softened. "I love you too." He pressed his forehead against Kan's, his hips beginning to move again—slowly this time, more deeply. "That's why I want to breed you. I want to claim you completely, bind you to me, make sure there's no question of you ever leaving."
"Never," Kan promised. "I'll never leave. I'm yours. Completely."
Rei's thrusts grew deeper, more deliberate. The knot was swelling, pressing against Kan's entrance, demanding entry. Kan spread his legs wider, offering everything.
"Take it," Kan begged. "Take me. Fill me. Make me pregnant. Make me yours."
The knot shoved forward, stretching Kan's rim to its breaking point. Kan screamed—a raw, animal sound that was almost a sob. The fullness was overwhelming, the most intense sensation he'd ever experienced. And when the knot finally seated fully inside him, he could feel every pulse of the thick, syrupy seed as it flooded into him.
It was like nothing he'd felt before. The cum was hotter than usual, thicker, almost viscous. It coated his insides like cement, clingy and possessive. His belly swelled visibly, the skin stretching taut as more and more of Rei's seed was pumped into him.
"Please—" Kan wasn't sure what he was begging for. More? Less? He was past words, past logic. There was only sensation, only the endless flood of Rei's cum filling him to the brink of bursting.
A warm pressure began to build in his chest. His nipples tingled, then burned. When he looked down, he could see them growing—swelling and darkening as thin streams of milk began to spray from the tips.
"They're filling," Rei observed, wonder in his voice. Even he seemed surprised by the intensity of the response. "Your body is preparing to nurture the child I'm putting inside you."
Kan's hand came up, cupping his own swollen chest. The tissue beneath his fingers was soft, pliable—nothing like the firm muscle he'd once had. He squeezed gently, and a stream of milk arced across the room, splattering against the mirror.
"I'm lactating," Kan sobbed. "I'm actually lactating. Look at me, Rei. I'm producing milk like a mother."
Rei's face was a mask of pure, possessive satisfaction. "You're perfect," he said, his hips beginning to move again. The knot had receded enough to allow thrusting, and he was using it—pushing deeper and deeper with each pass. "My perfect little mother. My beautiful breeding whore."
Kan's body responded to the filthy words like a puppet to strings. His hole clenched around Rei's cock, desperate to keep it inside. His nipples sprayed milk with every thrust. And his own cock—that absurd, insatiable thing—was hard again, leaking seed in a steady trickle.
"I'm going to come," Kan warned. "I can't help it. You're going to make me come again."
"Do it," Rei commanded. "Come for me. Come while I breed you. Let everyone know who you belong to."
Rei slammed home, the knot beginning to swell again. The pressure was too much. Kan erupted—cock firing thick, milky jets across his own belly. His nipples sprayed simultaneously, drenching his chest. He screamed so loud that his voice cracked, going hoarse.
But Rei wasn't done. The knot locked into place with a wet, sucking sound, and another flood of hot seed filled Kan's already-bulging belly. He could feel it stretching his skin, pressing against his organs, making it hard to breathe.
"Too much," Kan gasped. "It's too much—I'm going to burst—"
"You're not," Rei said calmly. "Your body knows how to handle this. It's been waiting for this. Made for this." He pressed his hand against Kan's distended belly, pushing gently. Kan moaned as he felt his own cum shift inside him, the sensation bizarre and arousing. "Bred," Rei whispered. "Completely bred."
Kan's eyes rolled back. He was floating somewhere above his own body, watching the scene unfold through the warped lens of the ceiling mirror. Two figures tangled together—one with a belly so swollen he looked ready to give birth, the other still driving his massive cock into the ruined hole.
"Now everyone will see," Rei said, his voice low and possessive. "When we go out tomorrow, everyone will see what a breeding whore my husband is. They'll see your belly, round and full with my seed. They'll smell the milk on your skin. They'll know exactly what I do to you when we're alone."
Husband. The word registered through Kan's haze. Rei had called him his husband. Not just his partner, not just his fuck toy, but his husband. The intimacy of it—the permanence—sent another wave of pleasure through Kan's body.
"Your husband," Kan repeated, his voice cracking. "I'm your husband. And you're my—my—"
"My what?" Rei prompted, his knot pulsing inside Kan. "Say it."
"My bull," Kan sobbed. "My alpha. The man who bred me so full that I can't think, can't move, can't do anything except lie here and take your cock."
Rei's smile was full, possessive satisfaction. "Good boy." He pulled Kan into a kiss, slow and tender despite the brutality of the act they'd just shared. "My good little husband. My precious breeding whore."
The kiss seemed to go on forever. Kan's body slowly stopped trembling, the aftershocks of his multiple orgasms fading to gentle pulses. But his belly remained—huge and heavy, so round that he could barely see his own cock beneath the curve of it.
"Look at you," Rei murmured, pulling back to admire his work. "You look beautiful. Happy." He ran his hand over the swell of Kan's stomach, a gesture that was almost paternal. "Like you're actually pregnant."
"I can feel it," Kan admitted. "Not just the cum. Something else." He placed his hand over the spot where Rei's hand had been. "Something warm. Waiting."
Rei's eyes widened. "The serum is working faster than I expected. Phra Chan said it might, since your body was already primed by the other serums." He pressed his face against Kan's belly, kissing the stretched skin. "There's a life in there, Kan. Our child. Growing inside you."
A sob escaped Kan's chest. "Our child. I'm going to have your pup." He carded his fingers through Rei's hair, holding him against his belly. "I want that. More than anything, I want that."
Rei looked up at him, his eyes shining with emotion. "Then we'll keep trying until we're sure. I'll breed you every night—twice a night—whatever it takes. I'll fill you so full, so often, that there's no way your body can resist. You'll be so pregnant, so round, that you'll need my help just to walk."
"I'll need your help just to stand," Kan replied, his voice dreamy. "Even now, I can barely move. You've made me so heavy, so full."
"That's exactly what I want." Rei's voice was fierce. "I want you to need me. Body and soul. I want to bind you to me with every drop of seed I pour into you." He kissed Kan's navel, then his sternum, then the hollow of his throat, just above the collar. "I want the whole world to see my beautiful, pregnant husband and know exactly who put the baby inside him."
Kan pulled Rei up into another kiss. When they broke apart, both of them were breathing hard.
"Then don't stop," Kan said. His voice may have been weak, but his words were iron. "Keep breeding me. Keep filling me. Keep making me yours." He spread his legs wider, groaning as Rei's softening cock slipped free of his gaping hole. A torrent of cum followed, but Kan reached down and pushed it back inside. "Until your seed takes root. Until I'm pregnant. Until there's no question that I belong to you body and soul."
Rei's eyes darkened. His cock was already stirring again, roused by Kan's words and the sight of him pushing cum back into his own abused hole.
"Three times a night," Rei promised. "Maybe four. However many it takes." He pressed his hand against Kan's belly, feeling the weight of his own seed sloshing inside. "I'm going to breed you so thoroughly that you'll be pregnant for nine full months. And then, as soon as you've given birth, I'm going to start all over again."
Kan's breath caught. Nine months. He would carry Rei's child for nine months. His body would swell and change, his breasts would fill with milk, his belly would grow heavy with new life. He would be so obviously, undeniably pregnant that no one could mistake it.
"I want that," Kan said. "I want that so much." He reached for Rei's cock, guiding it back to his entrance. "Now do it. Breed me again. And again. And again. Until your seed takes root deep inside me."
Rei's smile was feral. His cock, still thick but not yet knotted, nosed at Kan's entrance.
"As you wish," he growled, and pushed inside.
The ring of muscle gave way with a wet, obscene surrender, and Rei's cock sank into the furnace of Kan's insides. There was no resistance anymore—hadn't been for hours—just the greedy, sucking invitation of a hole that had been remade for exactly this purpose.
Kan's body arched off the bed, his swollen belly rising like a small moon above his chest. He was aware, distantly, of the pressure against his organs, the way his lungs had to work harder to inflate beneath the weight of Rei's seed. The sensation was constricting and delicious, a constant reminder of his fullness.
"You feel that?" Rei's voice was rough, scraped raw by the hours of moaning and growling. "Feel how deep I'm pushing? That's the base of my cock pressing against your womb."
Kan whimpered, his hands fumbling down to touch the place where their bodies joined. There was no gap now, no visible sign of where Rei ended and Kan began. They were fused together, two halves of a single creature, bound by flesh and seed and desperate need.
"That's all well and good," Rei continued, his hips beginning a slow, grinding motion, "but if we want to make you pregnant this time—truly pregnant—the knot needs to expand further. It needs to stretch you so wide that not a single drop of cum can escape. It needs to seal you shut completely."
"Exp—expand?" Kan's voice cracked. Sweat beaded his forehead, hair plastered against his skin. "It's already so tight, Rei. I'm so full—I can feel it pressing against everything—"
"Not full enough." Rei pulled back until only the head of his cock remained inside Kan, then slammed forward with brutal force. Kan screamed, his fingers scrabbling at the sheets. "This time, I want you to ride me. I want you to work yourself onto my cock, to use your weight to drive the knot deeper. I want to feel you stretch yourself open, desperate for every inch."
Tears leaked from Kan's eyes. He was so drained, so thoroughly wrecked that even the thought of movement seemed impossible. But beneath the exhaustion, the need simmered—insatiable, unquenchable.
"I can't—" he started, but Rei's hand on his throat—pressed against the collar—silenced the protest.
"You can.You will. You want to." Rei gripped Kan's hips, urging him to shift. "Ride me. Show me how much you need this. Show me what a desperate breeding whore you've become."
Kan's body moved before his mind could catch up. He rolled, pain lancing through his overtaxed muscles, grinding Rei's cock inside him with the motion. He ended up on top, straddling Rei's hips, the position driving the knot impossibly deeper.
"Fuck," he gasped. "Fuck, fuck, fuck—"
"That's it." Rei's hands guided his hips, showing him the rhythm. "Up.Down. Use your weight. Force yourself down as hard as you can."Kan obeyed. He rose, the knot dragging against him until it threatened to slip free, then slammed himself back down with a cry that was equal parts agony and ecstasy. Each impact drove the knot a little deeper, stretching the rim of his hole to accommodate more and more.
His eyes rolled back. His body was shaking, trembling with the effort and the overwhelming sensation. Cum was leaking out around Rei's cock, thick and hot, but he pushed it back in with every stroke, forcing himself to take more.
"Look at you," Rei breathed, wonder and lust warring in his voice. "Your eyes are rolling back. You're barely conscious. But your body knows what to do. Your cunt is milking my cock, trying to suck every last drop out of me."
Kan wanted to respond, wanted to defend himself, but his mouth only produced a string of wordless moans. He was lost, adrift in a sea of pleasure and pain and unspeakable need. The collar burned against his throat, transmitting his desperation straight through to the base of his brain.
"Ride me," Rei commanded, hands gripping Kan's hips with bruising force. "Ride me like a bitch in heat. Ride me like your life depends on taking my knot."
Kan's legs were burning, his thighs trembling with exertion. But he couldn't stop. Couldn't even imagine stopping. His body had been remade for this, attuned to the rhythm of taking and being taken.
He rose.He fell. He rose. He fell.
Each impact, the knot grew harder to extract. Each rise, Kan had to drag it out of himself, feeling the rim of his hole gripping the thickest part with desperate resistance. Each fall, he drove it deeper, forcing his body to stretch impossibly wide around the swelling flesh.
"I'm close," Rei growled, his fingers digging into Kan's hips hard enough to bruise. "I'm going to come, and when I do, the knot is going to swell even bigger. It's going to lock us together so tight that nothing—nothing—can escape."
"Please," Kan sobbed. "Please, Rei—I'm so full—I don't know if I can—"
"You can." Rei's hand shot up, gripping the back of Kan's neck, dragging him down into a brutal kiss. When they broke apart, both gasping for air, Rei's eyes were blazing. "You can do this. My perfect breeding bitch. My beautiful fertile slut. Take my knot. Take my seed. Take everything I have as long as it takes to make you pregnant."
The words shattered the last of Kan's resistance. His body went limp, surrendering completely to the rhythm. His hips continued to move, driven by pure instinct, slamming himself down onto Rei's cock with reckless abandon.
The knot began to swell.
Kan felt it first as a pressure, building at the base of Rei's cock like a balloon being inflated. Then it grew harder, thicker, demanding impossibly more space. His hole screamed in protest, the rim stretching to its breaking point.
"Fuck," Kan gasped. "Rei, it's too big—I can't take it—it's going to tear me apart—"
"Take it." Rei's voice was a snarl, his grip on Kan's hips practically crushing. "Take it and love it. Take it and come around it. Take it until the only thing you can think about is how full you are."
The knot continued to expand, forcing Kan's walls wider and wider. He could feel everything—every ridge, every pulse, every straining vein. His vision went white, then black, then settled into a haze of stars as his hole stretched to accommodate the impossible bulk.
And then it locked into place.
Kan screamed. There was no other word for the sound that tore from his throat—a raw, primal scream that was part pleasure, part pain, part overwhelming, all-consuming sensation. The knot was inside him, completely and utterly inside him, plugged so deep that he could feel it pressing against his most intimate depths.
"Now," Rei growled, his hands moving to grip Kan's swollen belly. "Now I'm going to fill you."
The first flood of cum hit Kan like a physical blow. It was hotter than anything he'd felt before—thick and syrupy and endless. He could feel his belly expanding, shifting, the skin stretching to accommodate the new influx.
"Oh god," he moaned, his hands flying to his stomach. "Oh god, oh god, oh god—"
"Hold on," Rei commanded, his own voice strained with effort. "Keep your hands there. Feel how your belly is growing. Feel how full you're becoming. That's my seed. My cum. Every drop is going straight into your womb, waiting for your body to take root."
More seed. More and more until Kan was sure he couldn't hold another drop. His belly was so tight he could barely breathe beneath it. The weight pushed down on his lungs, making each inhalation a struggle.
"I'm going to burst," Kan sobbed. "Rei, I'm going to—"
But the calvary was coming. A strange warmth was building in his chest. His nipples, already leaking and raw, ached with a new kind of fullness. When he squeezed them automatically, milk sprayed out in thick ropes.
"Look at that," Rei murmured, reaching up to dab the milk on his fingers, then bringing them to his lips."Sweet. You're making milk, Kan. Your body knows—it's preparing to nourish the child I'm putting inside you."
Kan's orgasm sneaked up on him. He was so wrapped up in the fullness, the stretch, the overwhelming pressure of the knot and the seed, that he didn't notice his cock starting to leak, his muscles beginning to clench.
But Rei noticed. His hand shot down, gripping Kan's throbbing cock, stroking it once, twice—
And Kan came.
His scream was almost silent by then, his voice completely ruined. His body arched, his belly thrust forward obscenely, and he came—spraying thick milky cum across his own swelling stomach, his nipples erupting simultaneous, his muscles convulsing so hard that Rei's knot felt like it was being squeezed like a vice.
"That's it," Rei groaned, his own release triggered by Kan's climax. "That's it! I'm coming. I'm filling you. I'm breeding—!"
The second flood was even more immense than the first. Kan's belly swelled visibly, stretching until the skin was taut and shiny. The pressure was unbearable, absolutely maddening—but at the same time, there was nothing Kan wanted more than for it to continue.
When they were both finally spent, collapsing in a heap of sweaty limbs and trembling muscles, the knot held them together. Kan was unable to move, held prisoner on top of Rei's body, impaled and plugged and completely at his mercy.
"The knot," Kan whispered, his voice barely audible. "It's still swelling. It's still growing inside me."
Rei's hands came up to rest on Kan's distended belly, feeling the weight of his own work. "That's the serum. It's making the knot expand beyond its normal size. Making sure that nothing can escape."
Kan's hands joined Rei's, tracing the outline of the knot through his stretched skin. "I can feel it," he said, wonder creeping into his voice even through the exhaustion. "I can feel it pressing against my insides. It reaches so deep—"
"There's something else." Rei shifted, and Kan whimpered as the knot moved inside him. "Something the serum does—it creates a seal around the cervix. Or what would be a cervix in a female body." He looked up at Kan through half-lidded eyes. "Your body is adapting. Growing new parts. New pathways."
Panic surged briefly through Kan's fogged mind, mixed with something else. A strange warmth deep in his belly that had nothing to do with the seed still being pumped into him. "Is that—is that supposed to happen?"
"It's supposed to happen." Rei's voice was absolutely certain. "Phra Chan's serum isn't just a temporary thing. It rewrites your body's genetic code, makes changes that are permanent." He pressed his hand against the spot where the knot met Kan's opening. "You're being made pregnant, Kan. Permanently. From now on, your body will be ready to carry children. My children."
The words settled over Kan like a benediction. A blessing. He could feel it happening, the mysterious changes occurring deep within his body—new organs forming, new pathways aligning, his entire system reorganizing itself around the purpose of reproduction.
"I'm going to have your baby," Kan whispered. The words still seemed unreal. "A litter of them. I'm going to be pregnant for the rest of my life if that's what you want."
Rei reached up, cupping Kan's milk-swollen chest. "That's exactly what I want." He thumbed a nipple, and another stream of milk arced into the air. "I want to keep you constantly pregnant. Round with my pups. I want to watch your body change and grow and swell until there's nothing left of the man you used to be."
"You're going to breed me until I'm nothing," Kan said, his voice dreamy. "Nothing but a baby factory. A milk-producing fuck doll filled with your seed."
The words sent another shockwave through both of them. Rei's knot pulsed inside Kan, releasing yet more seed into the sealed chamber of his womb. Kan's body shuddered, but there was nothing left to give—he was completely, utterly spent.
Rei gave him a few moments to recover before moving. Even then, he was careful, sliding one hand beneath the base of the knot, checking to see if there was any give.
A frown creased his brow. "It's stuck tight. The serum has expanded the knot's locking mechanism."
Kan pushed himself up on trembling arms. "What does that mean?"
"It means we're staying like this for a while." Rei's expression was apologetic, but his eyes sparkled with mischief. "A few hours at least. Until the knot recedes enough to slide free."A few hours?" Kan's voice rose. "Rei, I can't stay still for a few hours. I need to—" He gestured vaguely, trying to free himself, only to whimper as the knot refused to move. "I need to get this out. It's too much."
"Let's try this." Rei gripped Kan's knees, pulling them up and apart. "Try to push. Like you're giving birth."
Kan's face flushed at the thought, but he was desperate enough to try. He clenched his abdominal muscles, bearing down, feeling his rim stretch around the knot.
A pained groan escaped his throat. "I can't. It's stuck. It's too big, Rei—it's never going to come out—"
Rei's hand soothed him, rubbing circles on his shaking thigh. "Don't panic. It will recede on its own. We just have to wait it out." He pressed a kiss to Kan's knee. "In the meantime, relax. Let your body rest. Let the seed settle deep inside you."
Kan took a deep breath, letting his body go limp. The pressure was still enormous—impossible, even—but he could feel the knot beginning to soften, just enough to let him know it wouldn't last forever.
"You'll stay with me?"Kan asked quietly. "Until it comes out?"
"Always," Rei promised. "I'll always stay. You're mine, Kan. My pregnant little hubby. My growing breeder." His hands moved to Kan's belly once more, feeling the smooth expanse stretched taut over his seed. "And tonight, I'd bet anything we made a pup."
Kan's eyes filled with tears, but they weren't from pain. They were from joy, from a sense of completion so vast and so pure that it nearly shattered him.
"Yeah," he breathed, laying his hands over Rei's. "Yeah, I think we did. I think you're right, Rei." A smile, small and fragile but real, crossed his face. "I'm pregnant."