"Huff, huff..."

Sweat poured down my face.

I had lost track of time while enduring Arte’s caresses and sucking on her breasts partly out of revenge.

Arte smiled at me.

"I think that should do it!"

"Huff, huff..."

How was she so good at this?

There had been times when Arte had given me handjobs before.

But when she got serious, I couldn’t withstand her skillful hands.

How many times had I climaxed already?

The floor was a mess, covered in my cum.

"Well then, now that you're all tired out..."

Arte lay down on the bed carefully.

She smiled seductively at me, inviting me.

"Wouldn’t you like to try it here instead of with your hand?"

"Arte, are you trying to tempt me?"

"Hehe."

I felt my half-limp member stiffen again.

Her spreading herself open to entice me was too erotic.

She was doing it on purpose.

Arte had tempted me today when I suggested waiting until tomorrow.

She grinned, knowing she had me hooked.

I sighed softly.

...I felt pathetic for giving in to her temptation.

"We'll go slowly tonight."

"That’s a nice change of pace."

In the end, I couldn’t resist Arte’s allure.

Like a sailor drawn to a siren’s song, I moved toward Arte and entered her.

There was no need for foreplay.

She was already slick with arousal.

"Ah, mmm."

"How does it feel? Are you okay?"

"It feels a bit strange, but it’s okay."

I inserted myself slowly, trying not to startle her.

Her moans made me pause repeatedly, worried I was hurting her.

Arte must have thought I wasn’t enjoying it because I was too focused on her.

She wrapped her arms around me and whispered.

"It’s okay. You can move."

"Are you sure? It doesn’t hurt?"

"Yes, don’t worry. You worry too much, even with your intuition."

"..."

I worry because it’s about the person I love and our child.

Arte’s teasing made me a bit sulky, so I started moving my hips slowly.

"Ah, mm, ahh, it feels so strange..."

"Huff, huff..."

Strange.

I felt it too.

We were having sex, but it felt different from usual.

It was still sex, but not like the sex we usually had.

"Kiss me, kiss me..."

"Are you addicted to kissing?"

"Don’t say that..."

"Alright, alright."

I teased her lightly, but I also found it hard to resist kissing her, so I obliged.

Unlike our usual passionate kisses, I kissed her slowly, matching the rhythm of my movements.

"Mmm, ah, mmm, chu..."

It was a strange feeling.

We had never made love like this before.

We were always chasing after pleasure.

If she weren’t pregnant, tonight wouldn’t have been different.

"Hug me, hug me tight..."

I pulled her close and kissed her deeply.

Fortunately, Arte didn’t seem to be in pain, so I started to relax and feel a comforting pleasure that enveloped my whole body.

It was different from the primal pleasure of exploring each other’s bodies.

It felt like we were truly connected, as if we were one.

I looked into Arte’s eyes.

She seemed to be experiencing the same unfamiliar pleasure.

...My member swelled inside her.

Usually, I would lose control and start ravishing her at this point.

But now, instead of chasing primal pleasure, I wanted to deepen our connection.

"It feels strange..."

"I feel the same."

"It’s like I can feel you more inside me, Siwoo. It’s so vivid..."

I felt the same.

I could feel Arte much more clearly than usual.

The sensation of her walls contracting around me felt like it was coursing through my entire body.

Was she feeling something similar?

Sensing my impending climax, Arte hugged me tightly and kissed me again.

"Mmm, huff, chu, ha..."

Time seemed to blur as we confirmed our love through kisses.

Eventually, we looked into each other’s eyes and nodded.

Neither of us was satisfied with just once.

The unique pleasure and the comforting sensation enveloping us.

We continued to explore each other’s bodies slowly.

"Hehe."

"...Why are you laughing?"

"It’s just... funny."

"What’s funny?"

Unlike our usual sex filled with violent pleasure, we were making love slowly, sharing light conversation.

But it was enough because we knew each other’s bodies so well.

"It’s just that we have a baby in there, you know?"

"...So?"

"I was just thinking what our baby would think if she knew it was her dad poking in there."

"You..."

"Would she get mad and tell you to stop? Haha."

I wanted to scold her, but I couldn’t help but feel a bit concerned.

...She couldn’t possibly know, but still.

I gently rubbed her belly and spoke.

"Hey, it’s Daddy..."

"Haha, what was that?"

"...."

I shouldn’t have said that.

Arte laughed, and I turned away, feeling embarrassed.

She grabbed my face, still smiling.

"Sorry, it was just too cute."

"...I’m not sulking."

"Yes, yes."

Ugh.

Anyone could tell I was sulking.

Of course, Arte knew too and kissed my forehead.

"Siwoo."

"Yeah? What?"

"For the last part, can we go a bit faster?"

"What? But..."

"It’ll be fine if it’s just a bit. Okay?"

"...I warned you."

"Hehe. Think of it as a request from your naughty girlfriend."

I was sure.

I’d do anything Arte asked for the rest of my life.

But I didn’t mind.

What wouldn’t I do for such a lovely girlfriend?

I focused on my intuition just in case, and it felt like it would be okay to speed up a little, so I began to move faster.

"Ah, mm, ahh, ah..."

"Arte, Arte..."

"Huff, huff, I love you, Siwoo. I love you."

"I love you too, Arte."

We whispered our love as we made love.

With our unborn child between us.

Thus, our small moment of intimacy continued.

"Haa."

"Why the sigh?"

"Nothing, just feeling a bit lonely."

Laira sighed, eating grapes in the kitchen.

She could hear the sounds of the two whispering their love.

"They really can’t live without each other."

"Why don’t you get a lover too? The boss wouldn’t mind."

"Easy for you to say."

"Why? It shouldn’t be that hard."

"You talk so lightly."

"Of course, it’s easy for me to say. I have no chance."

Laira glanced at her lower body, and there was Spira's tail.

Right, her entire lower body had been replaced.

It seemed she had taken a pill that transformed her lower half into that of a snake.

"Your... lower half changed too?"

"Of course. Who would like this?"

Spira moved her tail around.

"Well, someone might..."

"Sure, there might be someone who likes women with snake lower bodies. But I wouldn’t."

"Why not?"

"How would you feel about someone who wanted to sleep with a werewolf?"

Someone wanting to sleep with a werewolf?

Laira imagined a man aroused by her transformed state.

"Ugh."

"See? I feel the same."

"That’s... a bit much."

"That’s why I gave up a long time ago."

I couldn’t help but nod.

Spira had her own struggles.

I used to think she was just a leech, always hanging around and boasting about her resilience.

Maybe I should treat her better.

"...You’re not thinking something weird, are you?"

"Nothing at all."

"Let’s get some sleep. And please, no eavesdropping on Arte and Siwoo’s intimate moments."

"...You were the one listening the most."

"Ahem! That’s not true! I was just worried Siwoo might be late tomorrow!"

"Sure, sure."