Into the Rose Garden Novel - Chapter 26.6 - Side story 1 : Hey there, pretty Count. What's your name?

Morning sunlight brightly illuminated the room. He woke up quickly, blinded by the light. He rubbed his eyes with one hand and realized his other arm was numb. He turned his head. A golden light, brighter than the sunlight, blurred his vision.
Ah, he had slept with the angel.
He looked at him, sleeping soundly in his arms. His cheeks, dry from tears, were a little messy, as if he had cried in his sleep. It looked so lovely. If they weren’t in any relationship, he would have thought about slowly making advances. But in an instant, they were sharing a bed. It was so good that the beautiful person was even proactive.
They were embracing each other, and his hand naturally rested on the angel’s waist. He carefully stroked it. He had said there was a child inside. He was full of doubts about how an Alpha could get pregnant, and whether he was truly an Alpha. Still, he didn’t doubt the pregnancy itself. He was at the point where he wanted to believe it was true even if it was a lie. At the same time, he was filled with regret for not remembering their relationship. It must have been a fun and happy memory. He hoped it would come back quickly.
In fact, it was fine if it never came back. His current self, who would cherish his lovely lover rather than the bad-tempered scoundrel, was better. Moreover, even without memories, he was young enough to create new ones.
He was a little worried about when he could return to his accounting job. A child would be born, and as a father, he had to support his partner and child. Or, if he just managed the count’s assets properly, he could brilliantly… He stopped that thought, as it sounded like a swindler trying to entice a lonely widow. But he had to fix the angel’s extravagant spending habits. If he kept spending like that, he might be kicked out of this mansion and end up on the streets before the child was even born. If they weren’t in a relationship, it wouldn’t matter, but with a child already on the way, becoming penniless would be a big problem. He definitely needed to discuss major expenses from now on.
He rubbed the fair cheek with his thumb. He didn’t want to wake him, but he was too cute to resist.
“Hmm.”
He hugged the angel tightly as he whimpered in his sleep from the tickle and clung closer. The angel, who frowned a few times as if having a troubled dream, trembled his fingers, which were neatly placed on the pillow. He held his hand tightly. The angel’s eyelashes fluttered as he let out a faint groan. A moment later, tears rolled down his nose.
“I’m sorry, I love you.”
A faint confession was heard from his mumbling lips. He didn’t know what he was sorry for. But he was confident about who it was directed at. His past self, before he lost his memory. What kind of relationship was it that he would apologize and express love at the same time? He felt jealous, as much as he felt pity. It was a foolish psychology, but what could he do about feeling it?
He couldn’t resist leaving a light kiss on the twitching lips. Even though they were lovers, it was clearly a stolen kiss. Harassing someone while they were sleeping brought a small sense of guilt, but also a secret desire that made his heart pound. He liked the living throb. He stole a few more kisses. Lightly, then deeper and deeper. The sound of lips meeting and parting was heard. Still, the angel didn’t wake up. He became bolder. He used his tongue to open the lips and invaded deeper. With a pathetic expression, he accepted the kiss without resistance.
Even with a rather deep kiss, he didn’t wake up but only sniffled in his sleep. He exhaled noisily, as if out of breath. How could he be so lovely? He hugged him again and soothed him. He wanted to stay like this for hours.
During the kiss, a vigorous flow of blood rushed somewhere. No matter how shameless he was, going that far would truly be a crime. He endured it for now. Instead, he touched the smooth back and waist, and the shapely, firm buttocks. The firm buttocks fit perfectly in one hand. He slowly savored the sensation.
“Haa.”
A sigh escaped him involuntarily. Vulgar fantasies began to swirl in his mind. Like Count Teiwind, with his noble and unapproachable, cold eyes, spreading his legs and receiving an Alpha between those firm buttocks, moving obscenely.
His already perfectly healthy body was enthusiastically carrying out its morning routine. His fantasies were like throwing a bomb into it. Touching someone’s sleeping body without permission and getting an erection. He was nothing short of a pervert. The desire to enjoy it more conflicted with the desire for the angel to open his eyes for even a moment and free him from his impure desires.
Should he continue like this? No, doing that to someone sleeping was a terrible thing. But he’s his lover, isn’t he? A lover who boldly came to bed first. If he made such an effort, he should at least show the courtesy of undressing him first.
“Hmm.”
His lewd intentions leaked out as a groan. Contrary to his fierce internal conflict, his hands moved uncontrollably. Without a moment’s hesitation, his fingers untied the drawstring of the thin loungewear bottoms. Feeling the silky texture as it loosened, he traced the boundary between the back and waist. A moment later, his hand began to explore a private area. The curves, neither quite Alpha nor Omega, flowed from his buttocks to his thighs.
How did he make love with such a person? Gently and tenderly? Or passionately and ardently? Or both. Both would be good. Starting gently, then intensely. And then once again, tenderly, as if his whole body would melt.
Once he abandoned his conscience, his movements were unrestrained. He gripped his buttocks, then caressed his thighs. As he did so, he inhaled the scent of the hair that brushed his nose. His lips brushed his nose, then sought his lips again. As he kissed, the tongue, which had been unresponsive, twitched. Come to think of it, at some point, the angel’s breathing had become a little ragged. He lifted his head and saw his eyelashes fluttering.
“Are you awake?”
He asked, but the other person didn’t reply. He slipped his hand, which had only been touching the surface, between his thighs. Given that they had made a child, this much was fine. The angel, who had been pretending to sleep, flinched. His white hands gripping the pillowcase tightened.
“I know you’re awake.”
He boldly pressed the back of his hand against the private area. The angel sighed wetly and then opened his eyes.
“What… are you doing… to someone who’s sleeping?”
His voice cracked with resentment.
“There’s no one sleeping now.”
He grinned and continued with a light kiss. Once their lips met, the angel didn’t resist. He naturally changed his position. He hovered over him, continuing the kiss, and was about to press their bodies together. Then, he suddenly raised his knee and delivered a rather painful blow to Kloff’s solar plexus.
“Ugh, what are you doing? I’m a patient, you know.”
“I’m pregnant. And I’m pregnant with your illegitimate child. How dare you try to put that bear-like body on my stomach?”
“Ah.”
He hadn’t properly acknowledged it because he couldn’t see it yet. He carefully moved to the side, being careful not to touch his stomach. He pulled the sheet he had pushed away and covered the angry angel. Especially carefully, so that his disheveled lower half wasn’t visible.
“I’m sorry. I forgot.”
He apologized to the irritated angel. Then he kissed his forehead and pulled away. He was quite disappointed. Still, he couldn’t do anything to a pregnant person. He lay flat on his back and stared at the ceiling. He took a deep breath to calm the blood that had rushed to his center. It was better to get up quickly than to lie there together. However, the desire to stay by his side for a little longer was greater. He thought if he took deep breaths and recited a moral song in his head, it would subside. He tried to catch his breath.
A disgruntled voice came from beside him.
“What are you doing now?”
“It’s deep night. We should be sleeping.”
“It’s morning. You woke up someone who was sleeping soundly with your naughty handiwork.”
“If you close your eyes, you’ll fall asleep again quickly.”
“You worthless bastard.”
He opened his eyes in surprise at the uncharacteristic curse. The angel huffed and turned his back. He thought he would move away from the bed. Or leave. Instead, he turned his back and narrowed the gap. Without looking back, he fidgeted closer and pressed his back tightly against Kloff’s side.
“What is it?”
“Sleep, you idiot.”
What was he supposed to do when the angel, not content with pressing his back tightly, rubbed his dangerously exposed buttocks against Kloff’s crotch while saying such things? He stretched out an arm and gripped his waist tightly. He pressed his chest against the angel’s tense back. The angel’s body fit perfectly, as if made for him. He buried his face in the soft nape of his neck and inhaled. There was a clean yet sweet scent. He felt hungry. He wanted to devour him. The angel, unaware of Kloff’s feelings, couldn’t keep his neatly folded legs still. They moved back and forth, rubbing his buttocks and private parts. The heat stimulated the Alpha.
“Why make me unable to hold back?”
“It’s your fault.”
“…Is it possible even when pregnant?”
“I’m just pregnant, my sexual function hasn’t been affected. You, on the other hand, seem to have been castrated for impregnating someone who was living perfectly well as an Alpha, hmph.”
“Cas… well, leaving that aside, what if the belly gets pressed?”
He wanted to respond ardently to the bold temptation right away. But he checked until the very end. He instinctively knew that if he had to stop midway, it was better not to start at all.
“They said not to put anything heavy on the belly.”
The sassy voice was adorable. Not to put anything heavy on it. Then he would do this.
He turned his body and lay on his back. He pulled the sulking person beside him and placed him on his waist. As their positions changed in an instant, the angel was slightly surprised and flailed. With a deeply furrowed brow, he protested,
“What kind of violent act is this?”
However, he didn’t get off. Feeling uncomfortable, he twisted his body slightly and then found a comfortable position. Sitting with his legs spread, he rotated his hips and slowly rubbed against the Alpha’s aroused center. My goodness. He seemed less innocent than he thought. Well, that’s why he had a scoundrel’s child, he supposed.
“Can I really do it?”
“I endured for 5 months until I entered the stable period. Just when I was finally about to, you got hurt. I want you to take responsibility.”
“Of course, I’ll take responsibility.”
He grabbed the angel’s chin and kissed him. The angel pushed back his flowing golden hair and immersed himself in the kiss. Then, without either of them saying anything, they hastily stripped off their clothes. Their hot skin met, and they threw themselves into each other.
Looking up at him from below was a very sensual sight. His delicate face, which seemed to know nothing of lust, occasionally contorted. The angel moved his hips in sync with Kloff’s movements. His body was hot and strongly contracted. But that alone wasn’t enough. He felt an urge to reverse their positions and take him very roughly.
But he endured, looking at his lower abdomen, the only soft mound on his otherwise perfectly smooth body. In fact, the very existence of another life within him was miraculous. What kind of child would be born? He thought it would be nice to have a cute daughter with golden hair. It would be wonderful to have her sit next to the angel. At least, he hoped it wouldn’t be an Alpha like him.
“Ah… Hmph.”
Biting his lip and moving his body, he seemed exhausted and leaned on Kloff’s chest with both hands, panting.
“St… stop… now, please.”
He meant to stop climaxing. But it wasn’t his fault that he didn’t reach climax with such lukewarm acts. The angel, who had already climaxed twice, seemed too exhausted to move. So, Kloff sat up and wrapped his arms around his slender waist. Sitting face to face, he helped him by putting in effort.
“Ah! Ugh… Hmph.”
“Just a little more effort.”
“Bu… but… it’s been a while… I can’t… put in proper effort.”
As if inexperienced, the clean area was incredibly tight from the first insertion. It was fortunate that his body was mature, or he might have been injured. When Kloff reversed their positions, the angel couldn’t keep pace. His flushed face was wet. It would be good if he could go a little deeper. While he was distracted, he pushed harder without realizing it, out of sync with the angel who was trying to match his rhythm.
“Hic!”
As he went deeper, his tip caught on something that suddenly protruded. He instinctively knew it was the cervix. Touching it, which was tightly closed during pregnancy, was extremely dangerous. There was a risk of premature birth if he made a mistake. But as soon as he touched it, the angel’s eyes widened, his head tilted back, and he trembled violently. At the same time, his insides contracted very strongly, and Kloff almost lost his mind for a moment.
“Ah… ah.”
He supported the convulsing body that was falling backward. And carefully laying him back, he went in two more times, with much less intensity than before. The aroused Alpha’s organ touched the sensitive area of the heated interior. The angel’s genitals released clear fluid.
“Ugh…”
Unable to even properly groan, his body stiffened and trembled, and Kloff also reached a white-hot climax inside him. For a few seconds, his mind went blank, then blinked and returned. As if his vision was blurred, the angel flailed his arms.
“Kloff, my Alpha.”
“I’m here.”
“Don’t leave me.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Aeroc.”
He thought it was just his lover’s whining after climaxing. Until the moment he replied with a small smile.
Something that had been strangely empty suddenly rushed in with an unbearable, strange sensation. With a feeling of something filling a vacant corner, something precious he had forgotten came to mind.
Aeroc Teiwind.
My Aeroc.
My imprint.
He couldn’t believe he had forgotten it until now. Every hair on his body stood on end from head to toe. Goosebumps ran through him, and memories flooded back all at once.
The first meeting with his beloved lover. Days of misunderstandings piling up. The time he spent searching for him. The moment they finally became one. How could he have forgotten that?
After the shock subsided, a wave of emotion washed over him. He felt deeply grateful that such a beautiful creature was by his side. He felt like singing every cheesy love song imaginable. He remembered the lovely sight of his beloved lover, looking tearful next to the incredibly foolish Alpha who had completely forgotten his pregnant lover.
He stroked the slightly swollen belly and kissed his lover’s sweat-soaked temple. His deep blue eyes curved into a smile. The sight of him, who had the “puppy,” still clinging to his manhood and languidly sprawled, was more attractive than ever. Even though he had just climaxed, it was natural for his blood to rush back.