Dokja blinked his eyes slowly, adjusting his vision to the sunlight piercing through the curtains of the magnificent imperial chamber. The first thing he felt was the warmth of the fur blanket covering him, and most surprisingly, his body felt very light and fresh. There was no longer any sticky residue from the previous night's fluids, and he was already wearing a new, clean white silk nightgown.
"Are you awake, Your Highness?"
Dokja gave a small start, turning to the side to find several servants standing politely while carrying trays of warm water and bath supplies. His face immediately flushed deep red as memories of last night's ferocity replayed in his head.
"Who changed my clothes?" Dokja asked, his voice still a bit hoarse. He stared at the servants searchingly.
The servants looked at one another before bowing respectfully. "It was not us, Your Highness. When we entered to prepare for your morning needs, you were already clean and dressed in new attire. We are only tasked with preparing the water to wash your face."
Dokja was stunned. He remembered how exhausted he had been last night, to the point where he couldn't move. So, Joonghyuk actually did it? That cold and stiff Emperor had actually taken the care to clean every inch of his dirty body and change his clothes while he was fast asleep? An overwhelming sense of awkwardness washed over Dokja's heart, making him bite his lower lip, which was still slightly swollen.
"Where is Yoo Joonghyuk?" Dokja asked firmly once more, trying to deflect his embarrassment.
"The Emperor left the residence at dawn, Your Highness. His schedule is very packed this morning, especially with imperial council matters," one of the servants answered softly.
Dokja only nodded slowly. He finally lay back down on the pile of pillows, feeling a slight lingering ache in his hips.
However, before he could close his eyes to rest longer, the sound of energetic knocking came from outside.
Tap tap tap!
The large door opened slightly, and two small figures appeared from behind the gap. Dokja smiled widely seeing the two of them. Biyoo, the adorable little baby with round cheeks, seemed to crawl excitedly over the luxury silk sheets, while Mia stood by the bedside with a face full of enthusiasm.
"Dokja ahjussi! You're finally awake!" Mia exclaimed cheerfully. She remembered her brother's message not to be too noisy, but seeing Dokja with his eyes open, she couldn't contain her joy.
"Ba-baa! Ma!" Biyoo babbled, her tiny hands trying to reach for Dokja's protruding stomach. The baby seemed very interested in the mound beneath the silk blanket, as if she knew there was another life growing there.
Dokja rubbed Mia's head gently, then helped Biyoo sit steadily beside him. "Ah.. have you two been waiting long?"
"Very long! But Oppa said Ahjussi needs a lot of rest because you're carrying a baby," Mia answered innocently. She then tilted her head, her large eyes staring at Dokja's neck with high curiosity. "Ahjussi... why is your neck all red? Were you bitten by a giant insect while sleeping? Or are you allergic to something?"
Dokja's face, which was originally pale from fatigue, immediately turned crimson like lightning. He reflexively pulled the collar of his nightgown up, trying to hide Joonghyuk's very clear marks of ownership left there. Those purplish-red marks were the result of Joonghyuk's brutal kisses and suction last night, which now throbbed shyly.
"Ah, this... this..." Dokja stammered, his brain spinning hard to find an excuse in front of the innocent Mia. "Yes, it seems there was a very naughty insect in this room last night. Very large and... uh, the bite was quite strong."
Biyoo, seeing Dokja's reaction, only let out a small laugh, "Ba-baa!!" as if the baby knew something Mia didn't.
"The insect is so mean for making Ahjussi this tired," Mia muttered while pouting. "Later, I'll ask Oppa to exterminate all the insects here so Ahjussi can sleep soundly!"
Dokja could only give a stiff smile and a forced laugh. "Yes... that insect truly needs to be taught a lesson later."
Dokja felt his heart warm, yet on the other hand, he felt guilty for lying to Mia. While cradling Biyoo, who was starting to get sleepy again in his arms, Dokja spent quite a long time chatting with Mia. The young girl told stories excitedly about how her brother, Joonghyuk, had become very fussy about the palace menu lately—which Dokja knew was definitely for the health of his pregnancy. Mia also mentioned how she couldn't wait to invite the baby inside Dokja's belly to play hide-and-seek later.
However, the conversation had to stop when a royal tutor knocked politely. "Forgive the interruption, Princess Mia. It is time for your royal etiquette and manners class."
Mia grumbled in disappointment. "Ah, that boring class again." She pouted her lips. "I'm going now, Dokja ahjussi! Take good care of my nephew!" Biyoo herself had fallen asleep very peacefully in Dokja's arms after finishing a bottle of warm milk and listening to many stories. The little baby's breathing was steady, creating a peaceful harmony in the vast room. Dokja slowly laid Biyoo in the center of the Emperor's wide bed, protecting her with soft pillows so she wouldn't fall.
Now Dokja was alone in the room. He rose from the bed; though the soreness between his thighs still throbbed, it reminded him of how brutally Joonghyuk's tongue and member had colonized him all night. He walked toward the large mirror, checking his appearance. He wore a white silk nightgown that was quite long, sweeping the floor, with a loose cut that provided comfortable room for his protruding stomach.
A servant approached to tidy his slightly messy black hair.
"Tell the Emperor if he comes here, I am going to the imperial library."
"But Your Highness, the Emperor requested that you remain at rest..." the servant looked hesitant.
"I am only going to read a book," Dokja interrupted with a calming thin smile. "Besides, the library is the quietest place in this palace."
Indeed, Kim Dokja truly loved books.
After being helped to tidy his gown to look more presentable, Dokja walked out of the room slowly. Each step made the silk fabric rub softly against the skin of his thighs, which still felt very sensitive. He deliberately walked slowly, maintaining the balance of his body which now felt heavier in the front due to his pregnancy.
Arriving in front of the massive library doors made of ancient oak, Dokja inhaled the scent of old paper and ink that always managed to make him feel calm. He needed information, or at least a distraction, before Joonghyuk returned.
Dokja browsed through high shelves filled with thick, leather-bound books. After finally reading a novel that was a bit boring, Dokja's fingers traced the spines of the books one by one, looking for something that caught his eye. After searching for quite a while in a somewhat hidden and rarely visited corner, his eyes landed on an old book with no title on its spine. However, the cover was quite interesting. Curious, he pulled the book out and opened it. But as soon as his eyes read the first line and saw the illustrations inside, Dokja's heart seemed to stop for a moment.
It was an ancient medical guidebook regarding intimacy for couples awaiting the birth of a child, complete with sexual techniques and positions that were safe yet satisfying during pregnancy. Dokja's cheeks instantly turned crimson, the heat spreading to the tips of his ears. He was stunned staring at the detailed drawings showing how a man could still provide maximum pleasure without hurting the fetus in his wife's—or in his case, husband's—womb. The illustrations were very explicit, showing positions from behind and the side that were very similar to what Joonghyuk had done to him before he was pregnant.
'What was in the mind of the person who put this book here...' Dokja whispered softly, his voice trembling.
With an awkward, panicked motion, Dokja looked slightly left and right, ensuring no servants or library guards were watching him. He felt like a thief caught red-handed, even though he was just reading. He remembered how Joonghyuk last night had been so protective yet also very demanding in bed. His mind drifted to the part of the book explaining the increased sensitivity of intimate organs during pregnancy. Dokja unconsciously pressed his thighs together as he felt the throb of the remnants of Joonghyuk's play return to his still slightly swollen vagina.
Dokja swallowed hard, his trembling hands slowly reopening the pages of the book. Even though his face still felt very hot, his curiosity as a reader and a future parent began to take over. He brought the book to a small table in the most hidden corner, behind a high shelf of history books so no one could see what he was reading.
He began to read line by line very carefully. It was explained medically and through magic that having sexual intercourse while pregnant was not just a matter of satisfying the husband's lust, but had extraordinary benefits for the baby.
"The release of happiness hormones during climax... helps fetal tissue growth to be stronger..." Dokja whispered softly, his eyes wide reading the explanation.
The book explained in great detail that when the mother or the child-bearing man feels immense pleasure, the blood flow toward the womb increases significantly, bringing more nutrients and magic energy for the baby. In fact, the seed from the husband that enters the womb was said to be capable of providing a protective energy layer that makes the fetus feel calmer and warmer.
'So... what Joonghyuk wanted to do last night... it was actually good for the baby?'
Dokja rubbed his protruding stomach gently. He remembered how Joonghyuk had asked to enter, but Dokja was afraid it would hurt the baby, so they hadn't done it. However, it was quite surprising that this book said the exact opposite.
He flipped to the next page, which showed illustrations of specific positions. There was a section explaining that stimulation of the pregnant vaginal passage would make the muscles there more flexible and ready when the time for labor arrived. The more frequently massages and penetration were given, the easier the birth canal would open later.
Dokja bit his lip, imagining Joonghyuk's tongue entering so deep last night to lick his hot passage. He hadn't expected that an act that felt so dirty and pornographic actually had such an important biological purpose for his safety and their baby.
Dokja's curiosity peaked as he read the chapter on "Prolonged Stimulation." It mentioned that due to increased blood volume, the intimate areas would be much more sensitive and could reach climax multiple times without feeling tired.
Dokja unconsciously pressed his legs together again, feeling a wave of heat begin to spread between his thighs. He started to imagine what would happen if Joonghyuk knew about this. If Joonghyuk was already that feral without knowing, what if the Emperor read this book?
Dokja was truly immersed in every line of that book. He didn't even realize he had read the very detailed section on how deep penetration could stimulate the uterine wall so that the fetus would feel more loved. His eyes were glued to an illustration showing how the husband's thick fluid must be allowed to settle inside the passage to provide magic energy nutrients.
"So... the more that goes in, the better?" Dokja whispered to himself, his face already as red as a tomato.
He was so focused on the text that he didn't realize the cold air in the library had suddenly turned warm and heavy. A large shadow slowly fell over the pages of the book he was reading.
"I didn't know you had such a great interest in a womb health guidebook, Kim Dokja."
That heavy, low, and very familiar voice sounded right above his head. Dokja started violently, nearly jumping out of his chair if a large, veined hand hadn't immediately landed on his shoulder, locking him in his seat.
Dokja turned stiffly and found Joonghyuk standing right behind him. The Emperor was still wearing his formal robes, but his cloak had been removed, leaving a tight black shirt that emphasized his chest muscles. Joonghyuk leaned down slightly, his sharp eyes staring directly at the open book page, right at the very explicit illustration of a position from behind.
"J-Joonghyuk-ah! W-when did you come?!" Dokja frantically tried to close the book, but Joonghyuk was faster. His large hand held the cover open.
"Just now. And I see you are studying techniques to strengthen our fetus," Joonghyuk murmured. The corner of his lips lifted into a thin, very dangerous smirk. He brought his face close to Dokja's ear, his hot breath making Dokja's hair stand on end. "Which part were you reading? The part about how ejaculating inside the womb is good for the baby's skin? Or the part about tongue massages on a swollen vagina?"
Dokja's face felt like it was on fire. "I... I just happened to find it! I only wanted to know about the baby's safety!"
Joonghyuk pulled Dokja's chair to spin and face him. He stood between Dokja's thighs, which were covered by the long gown, confining the man completely. His eyes stared at Dokja's protruding stomach, then down toward Dokja's groin hidden behind the silk fabric.
"The book is right, Dokja," Joonghyuk whispered in a very hoarse voice. "Last night I did it by instinct, but seeing you study it yourself... it seems you very much agree if I do it again today."
Joonghyuk reached out, his rough fingertips boldly stroking Dokja's neck, which was still filled with his red marks, then down toward his cleavage.
"Do you want to practice the next chapter with me here, Kim Dokja? This library is very quiet right now."
Joonghyuk didn't wait for a verbal answer from Dokja. With one very dominant movement, he gripped Dokja's hips and lifted the man's body easily, sitting him on top of the cold and hard wooden library table. The book Dokja had been reading lay right beside their thighs, still wide open, flaunting its erotic instructions.
"J-Joonghyuk-ah, in here? What if someone comes in?" Dokja whispered in panic, but his hands reflexively squeezed the Emperor's sturdy shoulders.
"I have ordered the guards to lock the doors from the outside. No one will dare disturb an Emperor educating his Empress," Joonghyuk replied lowly.
Joonghyuk's large hands crawled down to the hem of the white silk nightgown Dokja was wearing. Slowly, he began to lift the thin fabric, past Dokja's knees, continuing up until he revealed Dokja's smooth white thighs. Once the fabric was revealed up to the groin, Joonghyuk stopped for a moment to enjoy the view in front of him.
Dokja was wearing thin silk underwear, but in the center, the fabric appeared very wet and darkened from the seepage of his own natural fluids. The sweet, hot scent typical of Dokja's arousal immediately wafted out, filling Joonghyuk's senses.
"Look at this," Joonghyuk growled, his eyes staring sharply at the wet stain clearly printed on Dokja's groin. "You only read that book for a moment, but your body has already reacted this dirtily."
Joonghyuk extended his index finger, pressing the center of Dokja's wet underwear and rubbing it slowly.
"Nnggh... ah!" Dokja moaned loudly, his head tilting back until his mark-covered neck was clearly visible. The coldness from the table beneath his buttocks clashed with the burning heat between his thighs.
"You are so wet," Joonghyuk whispered. He pulled the edge of Dokja's underwear to the side, revealing Dokja's vagina which still appeared slightly swollen and very red, throbbing in anticipation of a touch.
Joonghyuk pulled Dokja's legs wider until the man's knees nearly touched his own shoulders, forcing Dokja's flushing white vaginal hole to open completely under the light of the library's crystal lamps. Dokja groaned in surrender, both hands gripping Joonghyuk's muscular shoulders with nails digging in, trying to find support as his body felt extremely exposed on the hard and cold wooden table.
"Ah! J-Joonghyuk-ah... nngh... right there... i-it's so cold... ah!"
Joonghyuk ignored the complaint. His dark eyes were fixed on the sight between Dokja's thighs. Dokja's vagina appeared to be throbbing, the swollen labia looking bloomed and soaking wet, reflecting the light due to the flood of thick lubrication. Without warning, Joonghyuk drove three fingers at once into the hot passage.
Splurt!
"NGGHHHAAAH! A-AH! AH! AH! J-JOONGHYUK-AH! TOO DEEP... AH!"
The dirty, mucky sound echoed through the aisles of ancient bookshelves. Dokja shrieked loudly, his body jerking until his protruding stomach shook violently. Joonghyuk began to practice the techniques from the book; he didn't just thrust, but also performed rotating and jerking movements at the most sensitive womb spot.
Dokja rambled wildly, saliva dripping from the corner of his wide-open lips. Dokja's white gown was tossed messily over his stomach, emphasizing the white skin that was now flushed with passion, while the Emperor's veined hand continued to pump into the red, wide-gaping hole.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
The impact of Joonghyuk's fingers was so brutal that clear fluid from Dokja's vagina sprayed out, wetting the library table and Joonghyuk's hand up to the wrist. Every time Joonghyuk pulled his fingers nearly out, Dokja's messy passage seemed to be dragged along, revealing the very red and wet inner flesh before being hit again by an even deeper thrust.
"Look at how you're sucking me, Dokja... hah... your womb is so thirsty," Joonghyuk growled in a low voice vibrating with lust.
Dokja could no longer answer with clear words. He could only let out a long moan, his wide-spread legs trembling uncontrollably in the air. He felt Joonghyuk's fingers sweep every inch of his slick inner walls, providing a very intense massage to his pregnant womb. The pleasure was so extraordinary that Dokja felt as if his entire body was melting and merging with the table beneath him.
"Ah! Ah! Ahhh! J-Joonghyuk... t-take it out... g-going to come... ah! Ah! AAAHHH!"
Right then, Joonghyuk increased his speed, performing a very fast jerking and rotating motion inside the swollen passage. Dokja reached his peak with a scream muffled by Joonghyuk's rough kiss. Dokja's vagina spurted a vast amount of fluid, wetting Joonghyuk's fingers and the guidebook beside them, while the Demon King's body convulsed violently in the hottest conquest in the middle of the imperial library's silence.
Joonghyuk stared intently at the open book page, his eyes quickly reading the lines of instructions about cervical stimulation that could provide a deep relaxing effect on the fetus through low-frequency vibrations from stable penetration. He took a heavy breath; the scent of passion from Dokja's flooded groin truly broke his sanity.
"This book says if I press your deepest part with the right rhythm, our baby will feel very calm, Dokja," Joonghyuk whispered in a hoarse voice full of dominance.
Joonghyuk's hand moved down toward his own trousers. With the sharp sound of a zipper being pulled in the middle of the library's silence, he freed his member, which was already maximally tensed. Once the fabric opened, Joonghyuk's penis—massive, long, and heavily veined—bounced out gallantly. It was a dark purplish-red, with a heavily swollen head and a hole at the tip that was already starting to release thick, clear pre-ejaculate.
Dokja stared at the massive thing with eyes wide; he couldn't help but be shocked by the size. "J-Joonghyuk-ah... that... hngh... it's too big.. will.. will the baby be okay..."
Joonghyuk only smiled thinly. "It will be okay, Dokja," he said before kissing Dokja's lips softly. He immediately positioned himself between Dokja's thighs, which were still spread wide on the table, then held the base of his hot and throbbing penis, aiming the blunt and moist head right over Dokja's vaginal lips, which were already bloomed and messy from the previous finger play.
**Squelch!**
The sound of very wet flesh rubbing was heard as Joonghyuk pressed the fat head of his penis right into the center of Dokja's gaping hole. He didn't immediately drive it in; instead, he rubbed the hot head of his penis against Dokja's clitoris and labia, mixing their lubrication until it created a slick, noisy white foam.
"Nngghaaah! It's hot... ah! Joonghyuk-ah... i-it's so hot... ahhh!" Dokja moaned loudly, his back arching until his tight, protruding stomach stuck forward.
After a little play, Joonghyuk then began to press harder, letting the large head of his penis slowly force open the entrance of Dokja's narrow yet very elastic passage. He followed the book's instructions, looking for the right angle to reach the cervix that was softening due to the pregnancy. With one steady and deep hip thrust, he let the head enter slightly into the passage that clamped him very tightly.
"Ahh! Ah..." Dokja started in shock.
"Hngh... so tight.." Joonghyuk groaned lowly, the veins in his neck standing out as he felt Dokja's inner walls massage his member with a very strong suction.
He began to perform a circular motion, pressing the head of his penis exactly against Dokja's sensitive cervix. Every time the hard part of the head pressed against the cervix, Dokja felt a wave of strange yet very pleasurable relaxation spread to his womb, as if the baby inside was being caressed by his father's warmth.
"Ah! Right there... ngh... the feeling... ah! The baby... it's as if they're moving too... ahhh!" Dokja rambled, his eyes rolling back as he felt the internal stimulation so deep and intense.
Without waiting another second, Joonghyuk jerked his hips slightly, lodging the blunt, purplish-red head of his penis into the narrow entrance of Dokja's passage. Only the head had entered, but it was already enough to stretch Dokja's vaginal lips until they paled from the extreme tension.
"Nngh... so big... Joonghyuk-ah... hngh... it hurts..." Dokja whimpered, his face contorting as he felt a painful yet burning full sensation at his entrance.
Joonghyuk did not immediately drive it home. Following the medical instructions from the book Dokja had been reading, he began to push very slowly but with incredibly heavy pressure. He wanted Dokja's sensitive vaginal walls to slowly swallow his veined shaft, inch by inch.
Squelch... Thwack... squish...
The sound of flesh being forced open rang out loudly in the silence of the library. Every time Joonghyuk pushed an inch deeper, Dokja started in shock. His eyes widened, and his fingers gripped Joonghyuk's shoulders until his nails turned white. Sharp pain began to mix with hot pleasure as his tight passage was forced to accommodate Joonghyuk's inhuman size.
"AAAH! S-stop for a moment... ngh... Joonghyuk! This... this is too deep... hnghaah!"
Dokja panted, his protruding stomach shaking gently with Joonghyuk's slow thrusts. He could feel every bulging vein on Joonghyuk's shaft rubbing against his slick inner walls. Due to the pregnancy, the blood volume in that area had increased, making every friction feel ten times more intense. Dokja's passage responded by squeezing Joonghyuk's member with a wild suction, trying to swallow the entire giant shaft despite the suffocating tightness.
Joonghyuk groaned lowly, the veins in his forehead bulging as he felt the death-grip from inside Dokja's body. "Be quiet, Dokja... hah... your walls are so hot... you're clamping me as if you want to break my member... nngh..."
Joonghyuk continued to push, ignoring Dokja's whimpers which were now changing into broken moans. He pressed his hips with steady force, forcing his long shaft to continue sinking in, passing through the steaming red folds of flesh. Thick lubrication mixed with saliva now overflowed from the gaps of their union, creating a very slick white foam at their groins. The sight on top of the table was truly dirty; Dokja's deep red vagina appeared completely ruined and gaping wide, filled by Joonghyuk's large shaft that continued to move in slowly but surely.
Dokja was truly on the verge of madness as Joonghyuk's thick, veined shaft kept forcing its way in inch by inch. Dokja's originally narrow vagina was now forced to stretch to its absolute limit. The skin of his deep red labia appeared pulled extremely tight, thinning and paling because it had to contain the extraordinary diameter of Joonghyuk's penis.
"Nngghaaah! Joonghyuk... y-you're going to tear me... ah! Ah! It's too big..."
Dokja rambled wildly, his tears falling not from sadness, but because his nerves were overloaded by such brutal stimulation. Dokja's small passage was completely ruined, stretched by the member, creating a wide-gaping hole that was perfectly round, following the shape of the giant shaft.
Squelch! Plap! Schlopp!
The sound of very wet, mucky flesh rubbing echoed between the bookshelves. Dokja's thick lubrication flooded Joonghyuk's shaft, creating small bubbles that popped every time Joonghyuk performed a slow but deep thrust. Dokja felt as if his entire insides were being forced to open, providing room for his husband who was colonizing him with full authority.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! J-Joonghyuk-ah... Ah! Ah!"
Dokja looked down with dazed eyes, seeing for himself how his blooming red flesh seemed to be swallowing Joonghyuk's large, veined shaft. Every time Joonghyuk pushed a little deeper, Dokja could feel the muscles inside his vagina twitching violently, massaging and clamping Joonghyuk's penis in a desperate attempt to relieve the burning fullness.
Dokja's whimpers broke further into dirty moans. Dokja's hips trembled violently on the cold wooden table, creating a very erotic contrast between his burning hot skin and the frozen surface of the table. Joonghyuk exhaled heavily, the veins in his arms bulging as he gripped Dokja's wide-spread thighs, ensuring there wasn't a single inch of his member that wasn't felt by Dokja's heavily stretching vaginal walls.
Joonghyuk stopped for a moment once his giant shaft was buried more than halfway into Dokja's passage. Dokja's vagina was stretched to its limit, forming a very tight red circle around Joonghyuk's veined shaft, which continued to throb hotly.
"I'm going to start moving, Dokja. Hold on tight," Joonghyuk growled in a low voice that vibrated heavily from restrained lust.
Dokja, already completely drunk on passion, could only nod weakly. His deep red face tilted up, his watery eyes staring at Joonghyuk pleadingly. Dokja immediately wrapped both arms around Joonghyuk's neck, pulling the Emperor's head close. They met in a very deep and greedy kiss. Their tongues tangled, exchanging saliva amidst the rush of racing breaths. While their lips crushed together roughly, Joonghyuk began to move his hips.
PLAP!
One powerful, deep thrust made Dokja's entire body jerk on the table. Afterward, Joonghyuk pulled his member nearly all the way out until only the head remained at the gaping entrance, then drove it back in with all his might until the base hit Dokja's flesh with a very loud sound of skin hitting.
"NGGHHN~!!"
Dokja's moan was caught in Joonghyuk's mouth, turning into an extremely erotic muffled groan. Every time Joonghyuk thrust, the mucky sound of fluid being forced and stirred inside Dokja's passage sounded very dirty and noisy. Dokja's feminine fluids mixed with natural lubricant spurted out from the gaps of their union, coating their thighs and the library table until they were soaking wet.
Joonghyuk began to increase his tempo. He pumped with brutal, merciless movements, letting every inch of his long, veined shaft batter Dokja's sensitive vaginal walls. Dokja felt as if his entire world consisted only of Joonghyuk's hot impacts. He squeezed the hair at the nape of Joonghyuk's neck, his legs spread wide over Joonghyuk's shoulders trembling uncontrollably along with the increasingly wild shaking of their bodies.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! J-Joonghyuk... entering... ah! So deep... nghhh! Ah!"
Dokja broke their kiss, his head lolling back with his mouth wide open, letting his dirty moans echo throughout the library. Every one of Joonghyuk's pushes now began to reach the deepest part, providing very intense stimulation to his pregnant womb, making Dokja feel as if he would lose consciousness from the excessive pleasure.
Joonghyuk's impacts became increasingly brutal and uncontrollable, destroying what remained of Dokja's sanity. Because the shaking was too intense, Dokja finally released his embrace on Joonghyuk's neck. Both his hands fell to the sides of his body, his fingers clenching hard, trying to find support as his body was battered mercilessly from below.
"NGGHHAAAH! AH! AH! J-JOONGHYUK-AH! S-STOP... NGH... AH! AH! AH!"
Dokja rambled wildly with his head shaking left and right, cold sweat pouring from his forehead and temples, wetting his black hair until it stuck to his deep red face. Every time Joonghyuk thrust, the sound of very wet and dirty flesh hitting echoed between the bookshelves.
PLAP! SPLURT! PLAP! SQUISH!
Joonghyuk gripped Dokja's hips with both his large, veined hands, digging his nails into Dokja's smooth thigh skin until he left reddish marks. He didn't just push; he pulled Dokja's hips up to meet every hard downward thrust of his own hips. This counter-movement made Joonghyuk's giant penis sink in much deeper, piercing through every fold of Dokja's already ruined and stretched vaginal flesh.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Too deep! Ah! Ahh~!? AH! uhn.. hnn"
Dokja jerked violently on the table. Every one of Joonghyuk's pumps made Dokja's pregnant stomach shake up and down as well. The fluid in his vagina was no longer just dripping, but spurted every time Joonghyuk made a very deep push.
Splurt! Schlopp! Splat!
"Hah... hah... you are so tight, Dokja..!" Joonghyuk groaned lowly, his voice sounding very hoarse and full of lust. The sweat pouring from Joonghyuk's muscular body dripped onto Dokja's chest and stomach, creating a hot, sticky sensation that further burned their passion.
Dokja continued to groan without end, his voice filling the entire silent library. "NGGHH! AH! AH! AH! M-MORE... AH!"
Dokja's mind was blank; there was only heat and massive pressure inside his womb which was being colonized. He could feel every vein on Joonghyuk's shaft rubbing his sensitive inner walls, providing very deep stimulation to the fetus inside, which seemed to react to the father's shaking.
Joonghyuk became even more blind with lust; he lifted one of Dokja's legs even higher over his shoulder so he could thrust at a steeper angle. Every time the base of his penis hit Dokja's vaginal lips, a loud **PLAP** was heard followed by Dokja's moan which sounded like a restrained shriek of pleasure. Their entire groins were now soaking wet, mucky from the combination of sweat, saliva, and the flood of fluids from Dokja's passage which continued to vomit lubricant due to the brutal stimulation.
Joonghyuk grunted lowly, his possessiveness peaking as he saw Dokja nearly fainting from pleasure. With one great surge of strength, he slipped his arm under the crook of Dokja's thigh and lifted the slender body completely off the table. This sudden movement made Dokja reflexively wrap his legs around Joonghyuk's sturdy waist and hook his arms tightly around the Emperor's neck so he wouldn't fall.
However, this carrying position became a disaster for Dokja. Due to gravity and his own body weight, Joonghyuk's massive, veined penis sank in much deeper, piercing the remaining space inside his vagina until the blunt head truly pressed hard against the cervix.
"A-AH! AH! J-Joonghyuk... I-it's entering! Further inside.. ah!" Dokja whimpered hoarsely, his tears flowing as he felt the hot shaft seemingly wanting to pierce through to his stomach. Right as Joonghyuk began to swing his hips in a standing position, making Dokja's body go up and down wildly over his member, the sound of the large library doors creaking was heard.
Creeaaaak...
"I believe that medicine guidebook is on the back shelf, Lady Seolhwa," the heavy voice of one of the ministers was heard clearly, followed by the footsteps of several people entering the room.
Dokja froze instantly. His heart hammered so hard it felt like it wanted to jump out of his chest. He turned toward the source of the sound with eyes wide in terror. In the distance, he could see the silhouette of Seolhwa along with several old ministers walking down the bookshelf aisle, only a few rows of shelves away from their position where they were brutally copulating.
"Nngh... J-Joonghyuk... People... there are people... ah!" Dokja whispered in an incredibly panicked tone, his face turning pale.
Dokja immediately covered his own mouth with one hand, trying to muffle his dirty moans, while his other hand gripped Joonghyuk's shoulder, trying to push him away. He shook his head vigorously at Joonghyuk, signaling for his lover to stop and for them to hide behind a darker shelf.
However, Joonghyuk didn't care at all. Instead of stopping, the thirsty Emperor deepened his grip on Dokja's buttocks and deliberately slammed his hips even harder. He found Dokja's most sensitive spot—the spot which, according to the book, could relax the fetus. Joonghyuk finally hammered it with very precise and powerful thrusts.
PLAP! SPLURT! PLAP!
"M-mmphhh! Nngghhh!" Dokja groaned behind his palm, his eyes wide in shock at the sudden attack. His body jerked violently in Joonghyuk's embrace. Every time Joonghyuk pumped him up and down, the mucky sound from his flooded passage sounded very loud to Dokja's panic-stricken ears.
"Be quiet and just enjoy it, Dokja. They won't dare come here," Joonghyuk whispered right in Dokja's ear, his voice hoarse with lust. He continued to move with a steady, heavy rhythm, ignoring the fact that Seolhwa and the ministers were only a few meters away from them.
Dokja truly held back his moans that wanted to explode every time Joonghyuk's penis touched his womb, while continuing to watch 'their' shadows approaching the bookshelf in front. Dokja's sweat mixed and dripped onto the library's marble floor. Every shake made Dokja's protruding stomach rub against Joonghyuk's broad chest, creating a hot sensation that made Dokja's passage clamp his lover's member even tighter in a pleasurable panic.
Meanwhile, Dokja was reaching his limit. The pressing fullness inside his womb, coupled with the insane tension of Seolhwa and the ministers' presence behind the bookshelf, made his entire nervous system explode. Even though he pressed his palm so hard against his mouth that his skin reddened, those dirty moans still escaped between his fingers.
"Nngghhh! Ah! Hngh... Aaahh... Ahhh!"
The sound of Dokja's broken and hoarse moans echoed softly yet very clearly amidst the library's silence. Every time Joonghyuk drove his giant member all the way to the base, Dokja lost control over his vocal cords. The extreme pleasure and the pain of the forced stretching made his body arch violently in Joonghyuk's embrace.
Joonghyuk truly did not care about the risk of being caught. He grew even more feral. His left hand gripped Dokja's buttocks so firmly that his fingers sank into the mounds of supple flesh, while his right hand supported Dokja's back, pressing him so that their chests remained in intimate contact.
PLAP! SQUISH! PLAP! SPLURT!
The sound of Joonghyuk's pumping was sickeningly wet and mucky. Down there, Dokja's vagina, which was completely ruined and stretched, appeared flushed and bloomed in a dirty manner, forced to swallow and vomit back Joonghyuk's shaft, which glistened with overflowing fluids. Every time Joonghyuk pumped Dokja up and down in that standing position, his long, veined penis hit Dokja's womb spot with brutal speed.
"J-Joonghyuk... ah... ah! Coming... i-it's coming out... m-mmphhh!" Dokja rambled, his eyes rolling back and watering, displaying a highly erotic 'ahegao' expression. The sweat flooding their bodies made their rubbing skin emit wet, sticky squeaking sounds.
Joonghyuk exhaled lowly right into the crook of Dokja's neck, his teeth occasionally biting the skin that was already covered in red marks. "Hah... hah... keep sucking me, Dokja... let the baby feel how the father is colonizing the mother... hah... hah..."
In the next aisle, Seolhwa's footsteps stopped. "What is that sound?" she asked in a confused tone.
Hearing that, Dokja's adrenaline surged even higher. Instead of going limp from fear, his vaginal passage clamped onto Joonghyuk's member with strength—a powerful, throbbing orgasmic contraction. Dokja shook his head wildly; his hand that had been covering his mouth now moved to grip Joonghyuk's hair, pulling it roughly as he felt a wave of hot fluid spray from within him.
"AAAHHNGHH!!?!"
Dokja could not hold it back any longer. He shrieked loudly as his vagina vomited a flood of vast orgasmic fluid, wetting Emperor Joonghyuk's trousers and dripping heavily onto the library's marble floor. His body trembled violently, his legs wrapped around Joonghyuk's waist tightened until they were stiff, while his womb throbbed in a dirty and explicit satisfaction amidst the very real threat of being discovered.
Seolhwa narrowed her eyes, her head turning slightly toward the dark back aisle. "I believe I heard a sound... like a whimper?" she murmured softly. However, one of the old ministers beside her only chuckled while adjusting his glasses. "It might just be the wind passing through the window gaps, Lady Seolhwa. This old library often makes strange noises."
Hearing that conversation, Dokja bit down even harder on his own hand until his tears fell. Down there, Joonghyuk could no longer hold back the dam of his desire. With a low growl that sounded like a hungry lion, Joonghyuk thrust with all his might, pressing against Dokja's wide-open cervix.
Splurt! Splurt! SPLUUURRRTTT!
Joonghyuk's thick seed spurted with immense pressure, flooding Dokja's pregnant womb. Dokja felt his protruding stomach seemingly expand and become very warm as Joonghyuk's sperm filled every corner within him. His body convulsed violently in Joonghyuk's embrace, reaching a devastating climax.
After their heavy breathing subsided slightly, Joonghyuk did not let Dokja rest. He lowered Dokja from his arms but did not release his still semi-erect penis from the mucky passage.
"Joonghyuk... hah... hah... enough... the minister earlier..." Dokja whispered with legs trembling weakly.
"They won't hear," Joonghyuk answered coldly, but his eyes flashed with a reignited lust. He lowered Dokja, turning Dokja's body to face away from him, then pressed Dokja down to bend over the same library table from before. "Hold the table firmly, Dokja."
Dokja could only obey. He placed both palms on the table for support, sticking his supple, reddened buttocks out toward Joonghyuk. His long nightgown was now hiked up to his waist, revealing his deep red vaginal passage, gaping wide and filled with the remnants of thick white fluid that began to drip down his white thighs.
Joonghyuk drove back in from behind. Because of Dokja's bent-over position, Joonghyuk's penis entered at a much more brutal angle, directly hitting the highly sensitive upper wall of Dokja's vagina.
SPLURT!
"NGGHHHAAAAAH! J-Joonghyuk-ah! Too... ah! Ah!"
Dokja rambled, his hands clenching hard against the wooden surface. From behind, Joonghyuk began to pump with an irrational speed. The impact of his hips against Dokja's buttocks created a very loud plap-plap-plap sound.
The Great Emperor continued to batter his pregnant lover from behind, letting his long shaft disappear into the hole that was already ruined and stretched. Their sweat mixed, wetting the wooden table. Dokja could only groan and moan wildly, letting his body be shaken by Joonghyuk's pumps that felt as if they wanted to split his body in two.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! J-Joonghyuk! Right there... hngh... Yes, right there... ah! That's it.... ah! Ah! Ah!"
Joonghyuk gave Dokja no chance to breathe. Dokja's deep red vagina appeared completely ruined, stretched to the maximum point, forming a wide-gaping round hole as it was forced to contain the diameter of Joonghyuk's inhuman penis.
Every time the black, veined shaft was pulled out, the very red and wet inner walls of Dokja's vagina seemed to be dragged out with it, before finally being slammed back in with a disgusting sound.
SPLURT! SPLAT! SCHLOPP!
The puddle of fluid beneath them could no longer be called mere drips. Dokja's thick lubrication, mixed with the flood of Joonghyuk's sperm, overflowed heavily from the passage that could no longer hold its contents. The clear and white fluids flowed down Dokja's trembling inner thighs, dripping from the tips of his knees, and creating a large, mucky puddle on the cold marble library floor. The squeaking sound of skin rubbing against the wet table surface added to the dirty and depraved atmosphere inside the library.
Dokja rambled wildly. Seeing Dokja completely broken, Joonghyuk became even more extreme. He gripped one of Dokja's legs and lifted it high, draping Dokja's thigh over his muscular arm. This asymmetrical position made Dokja's passage open wider and at a tilt, providing Joonghyuk access to hit the deepest point of Dokja's womb without hindrance.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Joonghyuk pumped with full strength; every impact of his hips made Dokja's reddened buttocks vibrate violently. With one leg lifted, Joonghyuk's penis sank much deeper, every vein on his shaft rubbing against the upper wall of Dokja's vagina, which was extremely sensitive due to the pregnancy. The sweat flooding Joonghyuk's back dripped down, wetting Dokja's waist and buttocks, creating a highly erotic sight under the dim library lights.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! J-JOONGHYUK! RIGHT THERE! AH! AH! Y-YOU'RE TOUCHING IT! AH!... AH! AH! AH!"
Dokja shrieked loudly, his hands that were clenched on the table now clawing the wooden surface until they left marks. He could feel the large head of Joonghyuk's penis hammering his cervix repeatedly with a brutal rhythm. The stimulation was so strong that Dokja's pregnant womb felt burning hot, giving the sensation as if the fetus inside was also shaking because of the father's strength colonizing the mother without mercy.
Dokja's messy vagina continued to vomit fluid every time Joonghyuk made a final thrust, creating white foam that coated the base of Joonghyuk's penis all the way to his pubic hair. The atmosphere became extremely hot, stifling with the scent of sex, sweat, and orgasmic fluids that had flooded the area.
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"That sound... I am certain it isn't just the wind," Seolhwa murmured, her eyes narrowing as she peered into the darkness behind the rows of history books. "Ministers, wait here a moment. I must ensure there are no intruders or anything amiss inside this library."
The ministers looked at each other before nodding.
Seolhwa's footsteps began to click against the marble floor, approaching the source of the sound. However, in that hidden corner, Joonghyuk showed no signs of stopping at all. On the contrary, he grew even more insane, pumping Dokja like a rabbit in a wild mating season. His hip thrusts became very fast, short, and successive, creating an incredibly loud and dirty sound of flesh hitting.
PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP!
"Nngghh! J-Joonghyuk... ah! Ah! Ah! She... she's getting closer... ah! Ah! Ahhh!" Dokja rambled, his body shaking violently following Joonghyuk's inhuman pumping rhythm.
Sweat poured profusely from their bodies, creating a hot steam that filled the gaps between the bookshelves. Dokja's completely ruined and stretched vagina appeared deep red, emitting a very noisy squish-squish mucky sound every time Joonghyuk's large shaft sank in and out at high speed. The puddle of fluid beneath their feet expanded further, reflecting the dim light from between the books.
Right as Dokja felt his heart nearly stop because he saw someone's shadow appear at the end of the aisle, something strange happened. That person, Lee Seolhwa, walked past them, her eyes staring straight ahead, right toward the shelf where they were. However, her gaze was blank, as if she only saw neat rows of books, even though right in front of her, Dokja was spread wide with one leg raised, while Joonghyuk was hammering his passage relentlessly with his veined and wet penis.
Seolhwa stopped for a moment, standing only a meter away from Dokja, who was moaning wildly. She tidied her dress slightly, looked right and left, then calmly turned and walked away as if not a single person was there.
Dokja froze, his mouth still wide open in a suppressed moan. "W-what... why didn't she...?"
Joonghyuk did not stop moving. Instead, he gave one very deep thrust that hit the deepest spot of Dokja's womb, making Dokja shriek loudly. "Ahhhh!"
"I have set up a space barrier," Joonghyuk whispered in a hoarse voice in Dokja's ear, while continuing to pump his member inside the narrow passage. "Ahg hah hah! In their eyes, this place is empty.. No one can see this dirty body of yours, no one can smell the sweet scent of your sex, and no one can hear your whimpers..."
Joonghyuk smirked, his fingers gripping Dokja's hips harder until his nails turned white. "Unless you scream too loudly, Dokja. If you exceed the frequency of my magic, they might hear a bit of 'interference.' So, how loud do you want them to hear you?"
Hearing that, instead of calming down, Dokja's adrenaline surged even higher. That false sense of security actually made him feel even bolder. He released his hands from the table and instead pulled Joonghyuk's head for another kiss, letting the taller man continue to pump him with increasingly brutal speed.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! In that case... Fill me up until I'm full!" Dokja challenged Joonghyuk boldly.
The atmosphere began to be filled with the heat of passion; in the middle of a library still attended by ministers, their Emperor was secretly performing a very explicit penetration on his pregnant Empress's groin. Joonghyuk soon stripped the rest of their clothes until both were completely naked in the middle of the library's silence, which now felt stifling with the steam of passion. Dokja's pale white skin, contrasting with Joonghyuk's muscular body, appeared glistening from the sweat flooding their entire bodies. Dokja's tight, protruding stomach became the center of attention, throbbing slowly following his racing heartbeat.
"Let's try the position recommended by that book for the baby's safety," Joonghyuk whispered in a low voice laden with lust.
Joonghyuk laid Dokja on his side in a 'spooning' position on top of the wide table. He pulled one of Dokja's upper legs until it was raised high, providing full and open access to his vaginal passage, which was already very swollen, deep red, and soaking wet from the flood of fluids.
Without preamble, Joonghyuk drove his massive member in from behind. Because of this side-lying position, the penetration felt very solid and filled every corner of Dokja's passage without pressing on his large stomach. Joonghyuk's heavily veined penis sank in, splitting Dokja's vaginal lips, which were already chafed and stretching immensely.
"NGGHHHAAAAAH! J-Joonghyuk-ah... ah! Right there... hngh... the feeling... it's so full... ahhh!"
Dokja arched his back, his buttocks automatically pushing back to meet every one of Joonghyuk's hip thrusts. The sound of very wet and dirty skin hitting echoed between the rows of bookshelves.
PLAP! SPLURT! PLAP! SQUISH!
Every one of Joonghyuk's pumps created an incredibly loud mucky sound because of the puddle of lubricant and remaining seed being stirred inside. Dokja's deep red vagina appeared to vomit thick white foam every time Joonghyuk's hot shaft was pulled nearly all the way out, before finally being slammed back in to the base of the womb.
"Hah... hah... Ah, it's so tight.." Joonghyuk groaned wildly, his hand creeping forward to caress Dokja's protruding stomach and his hard, tensed nipples. Their sweat made their wet bodies stick together and emit very erotic squeaking sounds every time they moved. Beneath them, the puddle of fluid expanded further, wetting the piles of books that had fallen on the floor.
Dokja rambled without end, his eyes watering and his mouth wide open releasing very loud, dirty moans. "Ah! Ah! Ah! J-Joonghyuk! More... hngh...ah! Ah!"
Joonghyuk's pumps became increasingly brutal and fast; he no longer cared if the ministers outside heard the 'interference' in his magic frequency. He only wanted to plant his entire existence into Dokja's tempting body, letting the burning lust destroy the remnants of their consciousness in the middle of the Imperial library. He immediately changed Dokja's position to start a third, more brutal round. Joonghyuk sat in the large wooden library chair and pulled Dokja to sit on his lap, facing him. This m-shape position made Dokja's vagina open very wide due to gravity, while his protruding stomach was in direct contact with Joonghyuk's muscular abdomen.
SPLURT!
With one upward jerk of his hips, Joonghyuk drove his member, still hard and veined, into Dokja's flooded passage. Dokja shrieked loudly, his head tilted back until the veins in his neck stood out. Dokja's already highly sensitive vagina was forced to stretch vertically, swallowing Joonghyuk's giant shaft to the deepest point.
"NGhh! J-JOONGHYUK-AH! TOO DEEP! AH! AH! AH!"
Dokja gripped Joonghyuk's shoulders, his nails digging deep into his husband's skin as Joonghyuk began to pump with very fast up-and-down motions. Because of this position, every time Dokja was slammed down, the head of Joonghyuk's penis hit his cervix with double force. The mucky sound of the fluids being stirred inside sounded very dirty, mixed with the loud sound of skin hitting.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! SPLAT!
Lubrication and the remaining sperm from the previous round spurted out from the gaps of their union, wetting Joonghyuk's thighs and dripping heavily to the floor, adding to the existing puddle. Dokja's flushing vagina now appeared ruined and gaping, filled by Joonghyuk's fat shaft that continued to move in and out with insane speed.
"Hah... hah.. does this feel good..?" Joonghyuk squeezed Dokja's buttocks roughly, helping to push Dokja's body so that every thrust reached the deepest nerves of his womb.
Dokja could no longer think clearly. He could only ramble, moan after dirty moan sliding from his swollen lips. "Ah! Ah! Uh J-Joonghyuk!!" The sweat flooding their bodies made Joonghyuk's grip feel slick yet hot.
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Joonghyuk did not only focus on Dokja's lower half, which he continued to batter without mercy. Amidst the brutal pumping that made Dokja's body bounce over his, the Emperor's eyes were fixed on Dokja's chest, which was flushed and rising and falling rapidly. Dokja's nipples appeared very tensed, swollen, and deep red due to the influence of strong pregnancy hormones.
Because of the intense stimulation on his womb and breasts, a biological miracle occurred. From the tips of Dokja's sensitive nipples, a drop of thick white fluid began to seep out—the first milk produced because of the overflow of arousal and pregnancy hormones reaching their peak.
"Look at this, Dokja... it seems your body is already ready to feed our child," Joonghyuk growled in a very low and hoarse voice.
Without wasting time, Joonghyuk leaned down and immediately devoured one of Dokja's nipples. He didn't just lick; he nursed very strongly, sucking the sweet white fluid directly from the source.
"AHH! J-JOONGHYUK! Ah! Ah! Don't! Ahh don't suck it! THE FEELING... NGHH!"
Dokja screamed hysterically, his head shaking wildly as he felt the vacuum pull from Joonghyuk's mouth on his chest clashing with the impact of Joonghyuk's giant penis in his womb. The sensation was truly too much; his nerves seemed to be on fire. Every time Joonghyuk sucked his nipple hard, Dokja felt an electric sting travel directly to his vagina, making his passage clamp Joonghyuk's member with a very brutal contraction.
SPLURT! PLAP! PLAP! SLURP!
The sound of Joonghyuk nursing greedily combined with the mucky sound from Dokja's passage, which was being bombarded relentlessly. Joonghyuk used his tongue to swirl and pull Dokja's nipple while continuing to pump his hips upward with increasingly uncontrollable speed.
"Ah!.. ah! I'm going crazy... ah! Ah! Ah!"
The milk continued to flow, wetting Joonghyuk's lips and dripping onto Dokja's protruding stomach, mixing with the sweat and lubrication that already flooded their entire bodies. Dokja reached a devastating double climax. His vagina sprayed a vast amount of fluid, while from his chest, the milk spurted out, wetting Joonghyuk's face. Dokja's entire body convulsed stiffly; he gave a long shriek before finally falling limp on Joonghyuk's shoulder, while his husband continued to suck his chest with hungry lust.
Joonghyuk did not give Dokja time to recover his consciousness. With his body still trembling from the milk and womb orgasms, Joonghyuk lowered Dokja from his lap and laid him right on the library's marble floor, which was now mucky and flooded by their puddle of fluids.
"Hah... hah... J-Joonghyuk... t-the floor.." Dokja whimpered softly, but his voice was immediately drowned out as Joonghyuk pulled both of Dokja's legs until they were open very wide, revealing his vaginal passage—already ruined, deep red, and continuing to throb, releasing the remnants of sperm and milk flowing down from his chest.
"This is the second round, Dokja. I will ensure your womb is truly full," Joonghyuk growled.
Joonghyuk took a kneeling position between Dokja's thighs. He no longer entered slowly. With one very brutal and powerful hip thrust, he drove his massive, long, and veined penis in to the base.
SPLURT! SPLAT!
The impact was so hard that Dokja's body slid slightly on the slick floor. The mucky sound from the fluid splashing out because of the impact sounded very dirty. Dokja's vagina, which was already very soft due to pregnancy hormones, was forced to stretch even further, swallowing Joonghyuk's entire burning hot shaft.
"NGGHHHAAAAAH! AH! AH! AH! TOO DEEP! J-JOONGHYUK-AH! AH!"
Dokja shrieked hysterically, both hands clawing the marble floor trying to find a grip. Joonghyuk began to pump with a very fast and powerful rhythm, a piledriver position that made Dokja's hips lift high in the air while his back was pressed against the floor. Every one of Joonghyuk's pumps made the head of his penis hit Dokja's cervix with a very loud PLAP sound.
On top of the floor flooded with white and clear fluids, Joonghyuk continued to batter Dokja without mercy. Dokja's deep red vagina appeared gaping and foaming, forced to accommodate Joonghyuk's irrational size. The milk from Dokja's chest continued to drip, wetting his protruding stomach which shook wildly from Joonghyuk's hammering.
"Ah! Ah!!"
Joonghyuk did not let a single second pass without a vibration. On the marble floor, which had become like a small swamp filled with a mixture of sweat, foaming lubricant, and splatters of milk, things grew even more insane. Dokja's completely naked body was exposed in a very shameful position; his back was pressed against the slick floor while Joonghyuk pulled both of his legs high until Dokja's knees nearly touched his own ears.
Joonghyuk pulled his shaft out until only the swollen head remained at the entrance of Dokja's vaginal passage, which was already chafed and gaping wide. Then, with one hip thrust of pure power, he drove his member back in as deep as possible.
SQUELCH!
"NGGHHHAAH! AH AH!"
The sound of the impact was so loud, breaking the silence of the stifling library. This piledriver position meant that every time Joonghyuk pushed, his own body weight pressed down on Dokja's pregnant womb. Dokja could feel the hard, hot head of Joonghyuk's penis pressing against his cervix as if trying to pierce inside. That suffocating full sensation made Dokja ramble without end, his tears flowing heavily down his deep red cheeks. Every time Joonghyuk's veined shaft sank in, Dokja's labia were pulled so tight they paled, before finally vomiting back thick white foam as Joonghyuk withdrew.
chlopp... squish... plap!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! J-Joonghyuk-ah! Too fast... ah! My womb... it feels like my womb is going to explode... ahhh!"
Joonghyuk did not care. Instead, he accelerated his rhythm until his hips moved like a machine, battering Dokja with erratic but powerful pumps.
Milk from Dokja's chest spurted out again due to the violent shaking, wetting Joonghyuk's face and his muscular chest. Joonghyuk smirked wildly; he let the white fluid drip onto his tongue while continuing to pump the flooded vagina.
Dokja could no longer restrain himself. His mind was completely blank; there was only heat, pressure, and immense pleasure in his lower half. He clawed at the marble floor, his toes curling stiffly in the air as he felt a wave of orgasm more devastating than before starting to build at the base of his womb. Every one of Joonghyuk's impacts now felt like an explosion of energy that made him want to scream as loudly as possible, regardless of the ministers or anyone who might still be out there.
Joonghyuk took a deep breath, his sharp, dark eyes staring at how Dokja's flushing passage continued to twitch wildly around his veined shaft. Following the specific instructions from the medical book for pregnant mothers that he had read, he began to perform an internal massage—a technique of massaging the uterine wall from the inside using the head of the penis.
Joonghyuk began to rotate his hips in a very slow but powerful circular motion, letting the blunt and swollen head of his penis rub every inch of Dokja's sensitive vaginal walls.
"NGGH! J-Joonghyuk... ah! The feeling... ah! It's strange... ngh.. Ahhh!"
Dokja shrieked, his body arching on the wet floor. Every rotation of the head of Joonghyuk's penis seemed to massage the deepest nerves connected directly to his womb. This sensation was different from a normal impact; it was a constant friction pressing the most sensitive points inside, creating waves of warmth that made Dokja's tight womb slowly soften and throb in a pleasurable rhythm.
SQUELCH... SCHLOPP...
"Ah! J-Joonghyuk-ah! Right there... hngh... press harder... ah! The baby.. ahhh!"
Joonghyuk did not stop there. While continuing the internal massage with his penis, he increased his speed again. From a rotating motion, he shifted into very fast, short thrusts, deliberately targeting Dokja's cervix, which had now completely softened.
Joonghyuk gripped Dokja's thighs until the skin reddened, then gave one final, deepest, and most brutal thrust until he felt as if his shaft had entered Dokja's womb.
SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLUUURRRTTT!
Joonghyuk's spray of seed this time was much more plentiful and thicker than before. Dokja could feel the hot fluid flooding his insides, filling every empty space until his protruding stomach felt slightly more expanded and warm. Dokja shrieked silently, his eyes rolling back as the most devastating womb orgasm hit him, making his entire naked and soaking wet body tremble violently on the flooded marble floor.
Both were gasping. Sweat dripped, chests rose and fell, and the wet, sticky feeling on their bodies felt so hot. Joonghyuk released his penis inside Dokja's vagina; with a wet sucking sound, he then lifted Dokja, pulled the large wooden chair into the middle of the puddle on the floor, and sat gallantly while leaning back, positioning Dokja right on his lap. His giant penis was still standing tall, throbbing deep red and veined, appearing even more terrifying.
"Put it in, Dokja-ya."
Meanwhile, Kim Dokja, hearing Joonghyuk's request, finally nodded in surrender. He positioned himself with both hands resting on Joonghyuk's broad shoulders, while his knees spread wide at the sides of the Emperor's hips.
Dokja began to lower his hips slowly. The tip of his vaginal passage, which was already very bloomed, deep red, and mucky, touched the blunt head of Joonghyuk's heavily swollen penis. The sensation of heat touching his hole made Dokja start, his breath catching in his throat.
"Nngghhh... J-Joonghyuk... this is so... hngh... big..."
"Press down, Dokja. Take it all," Joonghyuk whispered while gripping Dokja's waist, helping to stabilize his position.
Dokja closed his eyes tightly, then with one steady movement, he pressed his entire body weight downward.
SQUELCH!
The sound of flesh being forced open was very loud. Dokja's vagina seemed to be swallowed whole by Joonghyuk's giant shaft. Due to Dokja's body weight and the help of Joonghyuk's pull on his hips, the penis sank in very quickly, passing every inch of Dokja's sensitive inner walls until the base hit Dokja's groin hard.
"NGGHHHHAAAAAH! AH! AH! AH! ALL THE WAY IN! AH! AH!"
Dokja looked up, his eyes rolling back as he felt his womb as if being rammed by a very hot, blunt object. His vagina stretched to the extreme point, forming a very tight red circle around Joonghyuk's shaft. The lubrication held inside immediately spurted out because of that pressure, wetting their thighs and dripping onto the chair.
Dokja sat fully on top of Joonghyuk's member, his protruding stomach pressed against his husband's broad chest. Dokja began to move his hips up and down independently. Every time he went down, he deliberately pressed his womb downward as hard as possible, letting Joonghyuk hit his deepest spot.
Joonghyuk groaned wildly; his hands were not idle. He again squeezed Dokja's breasts, which were still releasing milk, sucking greedily while helping Dokja perform the increasingly fast up-and-down motions. The PLAP-PLAP-PLAP sound of Dokja's buttocks hitting Joonghyuk's thighs filled the room, mixing with Dokja's moans, which were now uncontrollable.
Every time Joonghyuk jerked upward, Dokja's body seemed to bounce up and down on the Emperor's lap. Due to gravity and Joonghyuk's inhuman strength, his giant penis sank in until it hit Dokja's cervix with a very loud and wet sound of flesh hitting. Dokja was truly shaken violently, his protruding stomach swaying wildly, and every time his body fell back to crash against Joonghyuk's groin, a dirty moan exploded from his lips, which were already wet with saliva.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! J-Joonghyuk! Right there... ngh! Ah! More... ah! Ah! Ah!"
Joonghyuk did not release his mouth from Dokja's chest at all. While continuing to batter Dokja's passage with insane speed, he nursed greedily on Dokja's nipples, which continued to produce milk. He sucked, gave small bites, and pulled the nipple with his tongue, creating a sensation of pulling from above and hammering from below that made Dokja nearly lose his sanity.
"Ah! J-Joonghyuk! D-don't suck it... ah! My womb... ah! Ah! Coming... everything is coming out... ahhh!"
Joonghyuk groaned lowly, a sound coming from his throat that sounded like a predator finally reaching its prey. He gripped Dokja's hips with a strength that nearly crushed bone, pulling Dokja's body down as hard as possible just as he jerked his hips upward in one final, most brutal thrust.
SQUELCH!
"AHHHH~?!?!"
Dokja shrieked loudly, his high-pitched voice breaking the magic barrier Joonghyuk had set, echoing into the silent library corridors. Joonghyuk's penis sank in so deep that the tip of its large head truly opened Dokja's cervix and sprayed a flood of hot semen right into the center of life in Dokja's belly.
SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLUUURRRTTTT!
Dokja felt his womb as if being blown apart by the vast amount of hot fluid. Joonghyuk's seed spurted with high pressure, filling every corner of Dokja's pregnant womb until his protruding stomach felt instantly tightened and full. Dokja's body convulsed stiffly, his legs wrapped around Joonghyuk's waist trembled violently, while his already ruined and stretched vagina squeezed Joonghyuk's penis in a very long and painfully pleasurable orgasmic contraction.
After that explosion, Joonghyuk did not immediately withdraw. He let his still-throbbing member remain planted in the flooded passage, locking his sperm inside so it wouldn't spill out. Joonghyuk slumped forward, hiding his face in Dokja's chest, which was still soaking wet.
Joonghyuk panted with racing breaths over Dokja's nipples, which were still dripping the remnants of milk. His nose inhaled the intoxicating scent of Dokja's sweet milk and sweat. Every exhale of his hot breath hit the sensitive skin of Dokja's chest, making his Empress's body occasionally give a small start due to the remaining stimulation.
Meanwhile, Dokja could only lean limply against the back of the chair. His eyes were wide, staring at the high library ceiling, his pupils dilated and trembling violently. His mouth was open slightly, releasing short, broken breaths. His deep red face appeared very messy, wet with tears and sweat.
"Hah... hah... J-Joonghyuk... hah... full... my womb... so full... hah..."
Dokja could feel the pulse of Joonghyuk's penis inside him; every pulse seemed to send the remnants of the seed into his womb, which now felt heavy and warm. Their groins were joined in a puddle of thick white fluid overflowing from Dokja's vaginal lips, wetting the entire chair and the floor beneath them.
They both went silent in an intimate yet sinful embrace in the middle of the imperial library. Joonghyuk occasionally licked the remaining milk on Dokja's nipple lazily, while Dokja slowly began to lower his hand to stroke his protruding stomach, which now felt tighter because it was filled with the Emperor's seed.
Without waiting, Joonghyuk slowly pulled his still large and throbbing penis out of Dokja's completely open passage. As the blunt head of his penis finally released from the grip of the cervix and passed through the deep red vaginal entrance, an incredibly wet suction sound was heard.
PLOP... SQUISH...!
Once that giant plug was gone, only then did Dokja's body reach the most devastating peak. With nothing left to hold it inside, Dokja's orgasmic fluid sprayed out with extreme force, like a dam that had just collapsed.
"AHHHHH?!! AH! AH!"
Dokja shrieked as the hot, clear fluid spurted from his passage, wetting Joonghyuk's muscular abdomen and flowing heavily down the Emperor's sturdy thighs until it flooded the wooden chair beneath them. The fluid mixed with the remnants of Joonghyuk's thick seed, creating a overflowing mixture of dirty fluids from Dokja's groin, which was still trembling violently.
Joonghyuk only panted, a thin and rarely seen smile appearing on his usually stiff lips. His sharp eyes stared at the chaotic scene on his lap: Dokja, completely naked, messy, and covered in the traces of their passion.
Joonghyuk leaned in, softly kissing Dokja's eyelids, which were still wet with tears of pleasure, then moved to kiss his burning red cheek. Finally, he savored Dokja's lips in a very deep and affectionate kiss, even though their breaths were still clashing.
"Hah... hah... Dokja," Joonghyuk whispered hoarsely, his hand stroking Dokja's protruding stomach, which now felt warm and full of his seed. "We must rinse ourselves before another minister actually breaks in because your voice was too loud earlier."
Dokja could only nod weakly, his head resting on Joonghyuk's shoulder while his passage still occasionally twitched, vomiting the remnants of fluids onto his husband's thighs.
"Nngh... carry me... I can't walk... ah..." Dokja whimpered softly.
Joonghyuk chuckled lowly, a very masculine and sexy sound. He stood up while carrying Dokja in a koala position, letting the remnants of their dirty fluids drip onto the library floor all along the way to the Emperor's private bath.
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