Now, all things accounted for, it shouldn’t be that bad, right?

However, the same blonde who had found his heart expanding at the mere thought of really being Kyle’s wife clearly underestimated what that meant in other departments.

Soon enough, Ollie, who had thought he understood what he was agreeing to, realized very quickly that he had... not thought this through at all.

Especially when he, who was proud about being able to give affection that only he could give, didn’t expect to find himself rearranging the letters of the known alphabet simply because he said yes.

But what exactly did he expect to experience when he said yes to marriage?

Said yes to Kyle.

And just moments ago, said yes to his clearly overzealous member.

Then again, it wasn’t much different from earlier when he’d been out of his mind as he said he’d do it.

If anything, the only difference—as he felt something penetrate his body that was much larger than the fingers he had hosted earlier—was that this time around, Kyle was grunting along with him.

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To his personal credit, Kyle Nox tried his absolute best to control himself as he began to sink into his wife, but it was more than just an uphill battle.

And if not for his tenacity and sheer desire to ensure that things would go fine for the sake of their future, maybe he would’ve given in to his body and his apparently needy spiritual energy core.

"Haaa—"

But there was no way he was going to lose it now. Not when he’d only managed to get the tip in.

However, all that was easier said than done, as everything became so much more challenging in practice. His entire body felt as if he were fighting against his very being, not pushing home when it was right there.

Just right there.

And coupled with the tight, wet heat of Ollie’s body, just how exactly was his composure supposed to resist crumbling?

Since they began, Kyle had been operating through sheer will, holding his little star so close that he could feel every hitch in Ollie’s breathing. Every time the blonde clung to him, every time he gasped, writhed, or shuddered under his touch, Kyle actually felt himself pushed closer to the edge of his sanity. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Not to mention his name.

Every time his name tumbled from those lips he treasured more than his wealth, Kyle had to remind himself that he was no animal.

He was a functioning human with enough morals for heaven’s sake.

But unlike earlier, not only had his methods proved lacking, but he was also beginning to question his morality.

For right now, he wanted nothing more than to be deep inside his wife, giving him everything he could possibly offer.

Then again, while it was the same blonde who regularly destroyed his sanity, it was also the very same one who could rebuild it just by reaching out with the smallest complaint.

And this time, it was a very important complaint as Ollie’s arms reached out to him in a sudden panic.

"Kyle! Huuu—" Ollie’s expression was a mix of sheer confusion, together with inexplicable resolve. And said Kyle, who was feeling like a bastard, immediately leaned down, carefully holding his own legs in place while he tried to comfort him.

"Waaaah! Why are you unnecessarily big?! Are you supposed to win competitions with that?!" The rightfully indignant blonde voiced his complaints between frantic hiccups.

Kyle moved to kiss him softly across his face, his lips grazing Ollie’s forehead, his temples, and his tear-stained cheeks in a series of slow, coaxing kisses.

They were such a jarring contrast to his extremely tense torso and raging erection, but it was all he could do to hopefully make his wife feel better.

He peppered him with his lips as if trying to apologize for a part of himself he really had no control over.

But even as he felt bad for his wife, Kyle’s mouth still couldn’t help how his lips broke into an upturned, rueful smile.

"That’s right, it’s rather hopeless, isn’t it?" Kyle murmured. "But if you can just hang on a bit, I’ll try to see if there’s a benefit to it, too."

"But since it’s also my first time, please forgive my likely shortcomings."

The blonde actually heard the apology, but because his heart was beating louder than his brain, he couldn’t hear past the words "hang on."

Hang on?

Really?

How could he possibly hang on like this? "Did you put the entire thing in already?! Is that why it feels like I’m splitting into two?!"

The dramatic star was feeling sympathetic toward atoms being split through nuclear fission. Maybe they also felt like he did.

"..."

"..."

Likely not, but one could always dream.

Meanwhile, the observant husband stopped his kisses to blink at his wife in genuine surprise because that was clearly problematic.

Just how was he going to explain this?

Kyle cleared his throat before saying something that his little star would likely find scandalous.

"...No. Right now, it’s only just the tip..."

"Sorry... what? What did you say?!"

"The... tip. It’s only just that tip that’s in right now."

"!!!"

Bright eyes widened like saucers and the clearly shocked blonde gasped for about ten people and their pets.

Kyle Nox, already seeing where this was going, decided it was time to unleash a few of the things he’d prepared in advance.

And number one on the list was distraction.

In the face of something fearful but likely life-changing, what better way to conquer it than by meaningful diversion?

So, the husband, who was going to do everything in his power to satisfy his wife, redirected his hands toward those unsuspecting peaks.

Kyle’s large, warm palms slid upward, abandoning his star’s waist to claim the pale expanse of his chest. His thumbs swept across those sensitive nubs, circling them with a deliberate, teasing pressure that drew another sharp gasp from his little star.

But as if that wasn’t enough, Kyle had the blonde’s eyes whipping open as his mouth found a hardened nipple and took it in.

"—Nnngh!"

"!!!"