(BL) Rejected by daughter's second male lead-Chapter 68

"Wait—ah, nghh...!"

Gillen had just received the rarest of compliments from Yuan—being called fairly good-looking, even attractive.

But before he could even savour the words, another finger slid inside. Three thick fingers spread him, gently scissoring as if to widen the space. Yuan clearly knew Gillen wasn’t as naturally supple as an omega, nor able to produce slick like one, even if he teased about "traits."

"Ahh, nghh... huuuh... haaa..."

Rather than pressing against his prostate, Yuan focused on loosening the passage. Gillen’s breathing slowed, deeper now, as if he were trying to exhale and relax. Yet despite having already climaxed three times, his arousal was stirring again, his shaft twitching upward. Yuan glanced at him and smirked.

"Your stamina’s impressive, but hold on. I’ll be inside you soon enough."

Gillen could hardly believe that what was moving inside him was only fingers.

They say you can snap a single twig easily, but a bundle of twigs is hard to break. The problem was—Yuan’s fingers weren’t thin twigs to begin with. Each one was thick and long, and now three of them were moving inside him at once. It felt less like fingers and more like someone thrusting a log in and out.

And yet, faint memories of rut-time still lingered—memories of taking Yuan’s member. Compared to that, these "logs" of fingers were nothing. Back then it had felt like a saw, cleaving his body into two.

’Unless I lose all reason in rut, there’s no way I can have sex with this guy.’

It took being completely out of his mind before Gillen could even attempt it.

’Maybe it’s actually better that I take this on instead of some fragile omega or a small-framed woman. Anyone else would die. Seriously, they’d die.’

Even as Yuan’s fingers played him to the point of panting and rolling his eyes back, those thoughts crossed Gillen’s mind. Then Yuan withdrew his fingers and shifted position. As he lifted his torso on his knees, Gillen saw it—Yuan’s erection, standing tall and proud.

Yes, even with only his upper body in view, Gillen could still see it. That was how massive and imposing it was—he didn’t even need to lower his gaze. At that moment, a stroke of genius flashed through Gillen’s head.

"Wait, Yuan! Do you... do you know how to use reduction magic?"

"Reduction magic? Of course I do. That’s basic. Why?"

"Then... have you ever thought about using it on... that?"

"...What?"

Yuan blinked. His face was as angelic as ever, but the length jutting up to his sternum looked like something born from a union of beast and demon. Gillen gathered his resolve and proposed again, solemnly:

"Shrink your dick."

"...Excuse me?"

"I said, cast a reduction spell on your dick."

"...What?"

Yuan asked again and again, as if he hadn’t heard. No—he’d understood the first time, but simply couldn’t believe his ears. Gillen refused to give up.

"Yuan, your manhood—"

"Wait, wait. Are you saying... you want me to cast a spell to make my dick smaller?"

"Exactly. That’s it."

A brief silence fell. Gillen realized he had never seen Yuan’s mind look so clear as it did now. His eyes gleamed with an eerie sharpness, his breathing calm. Then his pupils rolled once in thought before settling back on Gillen, his lips curved into an unusually gentle smile.

"Gillen."

"...Yes?"

"Your Grace."

"Y-yes, speak."

"Are you insane?"

Gillen wasn’t surprised. Somehow, he had expected Yuan to say exactly that. He knew perfectly well how absurd his request had been. But anyone who had seen Yuan’s manhood would have begged the same.

Steeling himself against the haze of pheromones clouding his brain, Gillen clenched his fists and shouted with all the dignity he could muster:

"But what do you expect me to do when your dick looks even bigger than last time! How is that thing even human? Are you sure you’re not half beast, half man? How can anyone’s lower body be that enormous? And have you no shame, thinking of putting something like that inside a human being? You call yourself a genius mage—shouldn’t you have developed a size-reduction spell for it by now?"

"Reduction magic only works on inanimate objects. To make my dick smaller, I’d have to use body-alteration magic. That’s a completely different, extremely advanced field!"

"You mean to tell me you don’t know body-alteration magic?"

"Of course I do! I’m a genius!"

"Then what’s the problem? Do it, right now!"

"The problem is—you really have lost your mind, old man."

It sounded almost like a comedy routine, but Gillen was deadly serious. And all the while, Yuan’s erection swayed heavily, thumping as if it were a club forged solely to punish him.

Gillen braced himself on the bed, trying to rise. His hips already throbbed with a buzzing ache, but he forced himself to ignore both the pain and the pleasure.

"I—I can’t do it. Maybe it’s because I’m not in rut, but even if the pheromones have me half out of my mind, I can’t let that thing in."

"Rut or not, your body’s burning right now, isn’t it? Then what’s the difference?"

It was true—rut stirred irresistible urges, but once caught in pheromones, it was all the same: lust and breeding instincts taking over. That was Yuan’s point.

"Then it means my fear outweighs my desire!"

Gillen burst out, flinching back. Last time, he hadn’t known, and being in rut had pushed him past the point of caring. But now he knew how massive, thick, and long Yuan’s member was. And that knowledge alone filled him with primal dread.

Realizing Gillen was genuinely terrified, Yuan’s expression fell a little.

"Even if we go slowly, it won’t work?"

"Going slowly won’t make something that big any smaller."

"Then how about just halfway in?"

"Halfway still reaches up to here!"

Gillen pointed above his navel.

Yuan grit his teeth. Did that old man even realize how indecent that gesture looked? But... he couldn’t force someone who was truly afraid. With a sigh, Yuan dropped to his knees.

"Fine. Then no penetration today."

"Really...? You mean it?"

"You said not to. But... can I at least use your thighs?"

Before Gillen could react, Yuan’s large hands gripped his hips and pulled him down effortlessly, despite Gillen being a grown man with a solid build.

"Ah!"

Their bodies brushed together. The contact made Gillen’s muscles tighten and a shiver shoot through his core.

"Not even your thighs?"

Yuan traced a line along the inside of Gillen’s leg with his fingertips. The light, teasing touch sent goosebumps up Gillen’s skin.

"Mm... It’s fine. As long as it’s not inside..."

"Do you actually like it this way?"

"Haa... yeah..."

Gillen’s eyes glazed, his breathing uneven. Yuan, fascinated, ran his hands over the firm legs before firmly squeezing his hips.

"Ah—!"

Then, guiding Gillen’s thighs together, he pressed them into a tight cross. His size and warmth were trapped between them, while Gillen could feel the heat of Yuan’s body far too close.

"Wait, no—turn around, I’ll face the other way!"

"No. I like this angle."

"There’s no space! What if—what if you slip?"

"You always talk too much, Gillen. You did back in the garden too."

Yuan braced himself on the bed with one knee, gripping Gillen’s legs firmly. His other hand slid between the tense muscles, positioning himself carefully.

"Ahh—!"

The pressure between his thighs made Gillen arch back, overwhelmed, caught between panic and heat. From above, what Yuan was pressing forward with looked far too large, too daunting—impossible to ignore.

"Y-you’re insane... That thing, that thing is...!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Gillen gasped again in sheer panic, nearly choking on his own breath. Last time, he really hadn’t known what he was asking for when he told Yuan to put it in. If they’d tried again today, his insides would’ve torn apart.

He didn’t remember that he actually had torn before, and that Yuan had healed him instantly with magic. Either way, his fear wasn’t unfounded—the previous experience already proved it.

"It’s not the kind of size you can handle in just one or two tries. You’d have to be broken in a few times before it can go in properly."

Yuan said this as he pushed his erection in further, grinding the heavy, hot flesh against Gillen’s.

"Ugh, nnngh..."

Gillen’s vision went white. For all his complaints a moment ago, his body betrayed him, arousal rising fast.

Yuan’s member pressed tightly between Gillen’s thighs, sliding in slowly, all the way. Gillen twisted and moaned, shuddering helplessly, but Yuan didn’t seem to take much pleasure from it himself. He only watched calmly, as if he were gauging how far he could go.

And when he finally pushed in to the hilt, the tip reached Gillen’s solar plexus. Seeing the sheer length with his own eyes nearly made Gillen faint. Of course, if it were actually going in from behind, anatomy meant it couldn’t literally reach that far—but even so, it clearly surpassed what a human body should be able to take.

"It really would be difficult, no doubt."

Yuan spoke in a low voice, rougher than before. His legendary patience was beginning to fray.

"I’ll think about it. How to make it easier to fit inside you."

"W-what...?"

"But for now, let’s just do what we can."

The moment the words left his lips, Yuan’s length slid back out through the narrow gap between Gillen’s thighs.

"Khhh—!"

The space was far too tight; Yuan grimaced in discomfort. But only for a moment—then he thrust his hips forward again.