A huge storm erupted in the super mini small world room as the Aether Crystals shattered. They transformed into a mist of greenish-blue energy that swirled in the air with palpable force, enough to instill fear in any sentient being.

  Roma felt her heart clench as she gazed at this horrific sight. All that Worldly…… no, Aetheric Energy in one place was terribly scary for her, even though she was a magic practitioner.

  When Draco shouted Imbue, the Aetheric Energy roared and rushed into the hills of items like a coiling dragon, splitting into flows in order to penetrate each heap.

  This Aetheric Energy smothered each heap with its brilliant and enticing color, slowly sinking in deeper and deeper with every passing second.

  Roma was flabbergasted by this as she had never seen such magnificence in her life. To move so much Worldly…… no, Aetheric Energy, it required not only a high State of Being, but a really good technique in managing such energies.

  Yet, once again Draco made it look easy. Roma couldn’t help but feel a strange pride well up in her chest. She turned to Draco to gaze upon her master’s mightiness, only to be flabbergasted as she saw the state he was in.

  Draco looked like he was trying to push out a turd half the size of his body. All the veins on his body were popping out and his usually white cornea was red throughout full with visible blood vessels.

  His whole body trembled like he was seated upon a giant vibrator, and his mouth was open in a silent roar all this while.

  What a joke!

  Was Aetheric Energy so easy to play with? Just because having a Supreme Rank Draconic Source Origin gave you admin rights to Worldly Energy did not mean you could play around with the ’big brother’ of that special energy form.

  Aetheric Energy was extremely condensed Worldly Energy that had become a slightly different, denser and much more potent substance. Otherwise, anyone who could move Worldly Energy would spend all their waking moments refining Aetheric Energy and not need a passive skill like the overall number 3 race of Dragons.

  At the same time, if Aetheric Energy was so easy to control, just like Worldly Energy, how could its value be so high? After all, Worldly Energy was practically like air, it was everywhere, only in differing amounts.

  If so, why did Draco chose to imbue all the equipment pieces at once, knowing that he could only control a handful of Aetheric Energy as a Supreme-Ranked Black Dragon and a half-Ultima Sunt to boot?

  Since he had clearly worked with Aether Crystals in his past life, it should quite frankly be much easier this time.

  However, the idiot had done it all at once instead of doing it one at a time in order to maintain better control. So now he was rightfully on the verge of exploding all his veins and organs from intense stress.

  If it wasn’t for the black mass which stabilized his body forcefully in exchange for bloodline energy, he would’ve exploded at the very beginning.

  The imbuing process wasn’t long per se, but it was a torturing eternity for Draco. It took over 3 hours for the process to finish, and Draco had died 9 times in doing so, since he couldn’t move while doing it and Roma wasn’t given any Angel’s Kiss potions to hold.

  Instant Healing would not help much, since this was not exactly a quantifiable kind of pain and Roma was too worried to leave him alone to get some help.

  The silver lining was that he was out-of-combat in what was considered a safe zone, so he respawned right where he was. Thanks to the Seal of Camelot’s Isle of Avalon, he came back good as new, as if the previous had just been a clone.

  However, this also created a troublesome loop. With him respawning almost immediately, he was unable to take a break. It was like carrying a tonne of stone then suddenly being teleported back under it the moment you escaped.

  It was only a brief second of rest before that crushing weight hit your shoulders with even more force, and for Draco, he could feel his innards compress under this burden.

  When he was finally finished, Draco fell over to the ground panting like a dog. His face was full of horror, as if he had seen things no man should ever see in their mortal lives. He solemnly pledged to never ever try out his limits like that…… before losing consciousness.

  Roma rushed over to him and helped Draco to his still wobbly feet. She led him over to the super mini small world’s bath area, which had the golden trio of a waterfall bath, a sauna, and a hot spring.

  Roma placed Draco in the sauna first and watched over him. Since Draco had already receded his armor, he was n.a.k.e.d with only a towel around his waist, which Roma had blushingly wrapped for him.

  After letting him warm up for a bit, she took him to the waterfall bath and placed him underneath. The height of the waterfall was very low, so the force of the water was relatively mild.

  Draco seemed to come to as Roma gently washed his torso, her body also n.a.k.e.d and bare under the water. Her movements were slow and gentle as she slowly made her way down his physique.

  Roma’s breathing was drowned out by the noise of the water splashing on their bodies. Still, Draco was sharp enough to hear her low pant as her arousal rose.

  Roma was too immersed in what she did and therefore hadn’t yet noticed Draco had recovered a bit. She was too lost in her desire. Her hands trailed down until they reached Draco’s member, and she used the guise of washing it to grasp it gently.

  Her hands began to move back and forth along his shaft, gently feeling out his c.o.c.k in a very content manner. It was like she was trying to savor the feeling of holding this hard and hot thing as much as she could.

  Draco had been rock hard due to the gentle touch on his body and the heat from the sauna, so Roma capitalized on that to vent her l.u.s.t.

  Her soft palms cupped the tip of Draco’s d.i.c.k and gently caressed it, which technically looked like she was trying to clean it properly.

  Roma was so far gone into her desire that she failed to notice the strange expression on Draco’s face, and the fact that she was making strange sounds under her breath.

  Roma brought her hands up and began to feel up Draco’s compact and sturdy body, her abdomen feeling light as she touched his muscles. Her l.u.s.t rose even higher and she felt the heat grow in between her legs.

  Draco remained silent all this while, allowing Roma to take advantage of him. He felt kind of bad that apart from the time he took her v.i.r.g.i.nity, he hadn’t had time to sate Roma’s s.e.x.u.a.l desires, leading to her current frustration.

  He did plan to seed her, but that was sometime soon. With the Guild War incoming, his time was booked. He had to replenish the number of Angel’s Kiss potions available, manufacture new Epic potions and forge Epic Equipment with Mjolnir.

  All of this had some difficulty, yet the main cost was time, a rare commodity Draco began to value more and more as his plate began to fill with tasks and things to do.

  Roma increased her tempo as her breathing became rougher and rougher, a light mist of desire escaping with every pant she made.

  She began to stroke Draco’s member while her other hand sn.a.k.e.d down to her v.a.g.i.n.a, rubbing it slowly. She trembled slightly as she did so, and her grip on Draco’s d.i.c.k tightened slightly.

  Roma began to rub her vulva gently at first, but the force and momentum picked up as the pleasure began to grow. Despite stroking Draco’s c.o.c.k - or rather because of it - she was able to intensify her own pleasure when she stuck one finger into her canal.

  Roma m.o.a.ned lightly as she began to finger herself while jerking Draco off, her fingers rubbing her G-spot which Draco discovered when he took her v.i.r.g.i.nity.

  Rubbing that spot was like sending electricity coursing from her v.a.g.i.n.a to her brain, prompting her to wiggle her round butt about as she really began to feel it.

  Roma brought another finger to rub her c.l.i.t.o.r.i.s, displaying the strength of her usually useless Flexibility passive skill, as she was able to keep rubbing her G-spot and her clit at the same time to produce a powerful sensation.

  Draco felt her b.r.e.a.s.ts rub his back, and her hard n.i.p.p.l.es tickled him slightly. Since Roma had rounder and fuller b.r.e.a.s.ts, as opposed to the long and perky type, it felt firm and plentiful.

  Draco wasn’t much of a b.r.e.a.s.t lover, but he had to admit that it felt great to feel a pair of tits rub his back, bizarre as it was. Roma’s handjob became a bit less skilled as she lost control of herself.

  Her orgasm was building up and about to reach a point of no return, so rubbing Draco’s c.o.c.k became less of an act to please him, and more one to fuel her own orgasm.

  Roma’s fingers became quicker as she felt her own climax incoming, and her body shivered strongly for a split second.

  Then she cried out as she released her golden shower, her grip on Draco’s d.i.c.k tightening then loosening as she squirted out her built-up s.e.x.u.a.l frustration for the past week.

  Draco awkwardly sat still while she came down from her climax. He wanted to pretend he was still out cold so as to avoid the embarrassing situation that would happen next, but doing that would just make things difficult in the future.

  So, when Roma saw that Draco was aware and had a bitter smile on his face, she froze for a second. Her heart fell to her stomach as she felt terrible with her cheeks taking on a beet red color.

  Roma opened her mouth multiple times to explain, but she couldn’t say anything. Really, what was she supposed to say to justify what she did?

  Draco saw her dilemma and decided to give her a means of escape. "Do you feel better now, Roma?"

  Roma lowered her head and replied almost under her breath. "Yes……"

  Draco nodded and stood up, bringing Roma to her feet as well. She looked at him with a bit of surprise, and he smiled at her.

  "Let’s wipe ourselves down."

  Roma nodded and allowed Draco to wipe down her n.a.k.e.d body while she did the same to his, her face reddening even more when she noticed that his member was still rock hard.

  Roma wasn’t averse to taking the initiative, but she had just taken advantage of Draco, so she wasn’t sure if it would be alright to take things down a s.e.x.u.a.l angle just yet.

  Draco though, noticed Roma’s train of thought and felt amused. Maria had taught him the one thing most women never told men.

  She had busted the myth that women did not feel l.u.s.t once and for all.

  According to her, women felt l.u.s.t just as much - if not stronger - than most men did, they had just learned from a young age to hide it better and use obscure signals to hint it.

  What separated successful f.u.c.kboys from nice guys who finished last was not just their personality and tenacity, but their differing abilities to comprehend these obscure hints.

  Draco carried Roma into his arms and brought her into the super mini small world room. He gently placed her on a bed in the room and spread her legs apart.

  For that matter, Roma bit her lip as her face’s color became a lighter shade due to her excitement and anxiety. She was finally going to be i.m.p.r.e.g.n.a.t.ed!

  Roma was looking forward to this for three reasons. The first was due to her own love for Draco. Roma felt that having a child with him would be proof of their connection in the truest sense and she wouldn’t just be a servant for Draco to vent his l.u.s.t onto.

  The second reason was due to her loyalty to him. Since he wanted to bear a child with her, it was her duty to fulfill his wishes and make it come to reality. This was a mixture of the system’s interference since she was a Mystic Servant and the Soul Bond.

  The final and most important reason was to have a family again. After losing her brother, her mother and then every single gypsy of the Four Point Valley, Roma had become the last of her kind.

  She definitely wasn’t the last Gypsy in the whole Boundless world, but she felt like she was since her tribe was distinctly unique. Only her tribe had the custom of having a Queenmother line who were adept in the mystic arts.

  If Draco were to i.m.p.r.e.g.n.a.t.e her, she would be able to slowly continue and revive her line of gypsies, but this was for the future. She was just looking forward to having a family.

  As such, when Draco pressed his rod to the entrance of her canal, Roma’s face was glowing with love and happiness as she gazed back at Draco. She cupped his face gently and stared right into his eyes while his c.o.c.k pushed into her folds once again in what had been a week or more.

  This time, there was no pain, only pleasure.

  Roma m.o.a.ned as Draco pushed it all the way into her canal, stopping before he hit her cervix. She couldn’t help but squeeze his d.i.c.k that was inside her tightly as she felt full to the brim.

  Roma rubbed her stomach and commented lightly: "I can feel you all the way here."

  Draco chuckled and pulled back slowly. "I can certainly go deeper if you want, but are sure you can handle it?"

  Roma laughed lightly. "I can’t. Please go easy on me, Draco."

  Draco smiled and thrust back into Roma slowly, nodding his head as he remembered the particular feeling of having s.e.x with Roma. Her canal was extremely flexible and was able to bend and move in ways that perfectly aligned with his thrusts, as well as any position he put her into.

  Draco recalled that both he and Roma shared the Flexibility passive skill, and he was eager to abuse this fact.

  He rose to his feet and brought Roma’s ass up into the air, having her whole body twist in a weird angle that would seem hard to accomplish. He then weirdly bent himself, like he was riding a motorbike while lying flat on his stomach.

  He then pushed back into her and began thrusting once again, but he noticed that it felt extremely different this time. The pleasure he felt from penetrating Roma in such a manner was stronger than usual.

  Roma was the type of girl who was extremely sensitive and prone to c.u.m easily. She had already been like this during her first time and this characteristic had been strengthened by her love for Draco, the Soul Bond, and her own pent up desire.

  As Draco’s d.i.c.k hit a slew of different spots from what she normally felt in the traditional positions, her eyes were wide open and bulging as she came to terms with the wild sensations coursing through her body.

  Draco also couldn’t understand how doing it in a different style could feel so different. His thrusts became faster and faster as he felt his abdomen heat up.

  Despite the fact that he had some s.e.x.u.a.l stamina that was respectable, he found himself panting like a dog as she pierced deeper and deeper into Roma’s tight v.a.g.i.n.a.

  Roma couldn’t help but squeeze on Draco’s d.i.c.k as he continued to plough her roughly, her m.o.a.ning rising in volume and tempo.

  She tried to slow down his rapid insertion as she was slowly being overwhelmed, but it made things worse as she could feel his hard c.o.c.k rub her canal even stronger than before.

  Roma shuddered as a whitish substance escaped from her canal in heavy quantities as Draco continued to pound her powerfully. She cried out as the white substance continued to coat Draco’s d.i.c.k with its thick creaminess.

  Roma had orgasmed differently from the typical squirting out her pee, which was the most commonly known - and usually thought to be the only - way to orgasm for a female.

  Draco felt the lubrication of her canal suddenly increase, which made his penetration smoother and the friction more pleasurable.

  Not even three minutes after Roma came, Draco found himself hitting his limit as he felt his orgasm begin to build. Draco willed his black mass to converge in his testicles as the s.e.m.e.n began to climb up his shaft.

  He used 10% of his bloodline source to empower his s.e.m.e.n. As such, the color changed from a pale grey - as his s.e.m.e.n also had a high quantity of Ultima Sunt genes - to thin black.

  This liquid was shot into Roma’s w.o.m.b as Draco pushed his d.i.c.k right up to her cervix when he ejaculated. He shot out all his c.u.m while in that bizarre position, allowing it all to enter her w.o.m.b directly.

  Roma froze and trembled as she felt that tyrannical s.e.m.e.n enter her uterus, with its endless vitality and arrogant bearing.

  Draco pulled out of her with a light ’pop’, but no s.e.m.e.n came out of Roma’s canal this time, since the bloodline source ensured it was kept inside. The black mass would stay alive for three days - which was the lifespan of a s.p.e.r.m - and handle the early stages of pregnancy when building the body of the child.

  Roma continued to shiver on the bed as Draco’s s.p.e.r.m continued to ravage her insides and eventually, she couldn’t hold back as she screamed and clutched the pillows beneath her head.

  A tried and true golden shower shot out from her as she orgasmed a second time, falling to the bed weakly, her eyes drooping.

  The last thing she saw before she fell asleep was Draco’s gentle smile. Roma felt comforted by that and her dreams were extremely pleasant as she rested……

  Draco covered Roma with a blanket and collected all the equipment in the super mini small world room, not into his inventory, but into the Guild Warehouse.

  He sent Sublime Notion a message to distribute it to the rightful owners while he went to Eva’s room.

  There he saw Rila playing with some toys made of Worldly Energy. When the little munchkin saw him, her eyes sparkled and she ran over with pure joy in her voice.

  "Daddy!!"

  Draco laughed and picked Rila up into his arms before swirling her around, much to the young girl’s amus.e.m.e.nt. He receded the metal part of his armor into his body, leaving the cloth sections there. He kissed Rila’s chubby cheeks gently and spoke to her with a babyish voice.

  "How’s my wittle girl huh? Huh?"

  Rila though, was unimpressed by his playing around. She might have been a toddler, but she was also an Origin Goddess and was slightly more mature than her peers due to it.

  Draco could only laugh with embarrassment when he saw Rila’s skeptical expression.

  Being a dad wasn’t easy!

  Author’s Note: There is love in the air and Val’s Day has hit us again. For my brothers in the crowd with no one to love, Pamela (your palm) will always be there for you. I have provided the sauce, now you must do the work.