My Scumbag System Chapter 676: The Five-Minute Rule

She laughed softly.

"I just told you to get me pregnant."

"You did."

"And you actually did it."

"Was that not the plan?"

"It was absolutely the plan. I’m just surprised it worked."

"Surprised?"

"You’re usually more careful. More controlled. I expected you to argue more. To list all the logical reasons why we should wait."

"I did list them."

"For about thirty seconds."

"You were very persuasive."

She turned her head to look at me.

Her violet eyes were soft. Satisfied. Happy in a way I’d never seen before.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For trusting me. For believing that I know what I want. For not treating me like a child who needs to be protected from her own decisions."

"You’re many things, Natalia. A child is not one of them."

"Flatterer."

"Realist."

I shifted my weight.

My cock slipped out of her.

We both watched as cum leaked from her entrance. Thick and white against her pink folds.

"That’s a lot," she observed.

"The integration might have increased more than just size."

"Lucky me."

She reached between her legs. Gathered some of the escaping fluid on her fingers. Pushed it back inside.

"What are you doing?"

"Giving it the best chance. I read that gravity helps."

"You researched this?"

"I’ve been thinking about it for weeks. Ever since the integration was announced. I knew that if you survived, if you came back to me as yourself, I was going to ask for this."

"You could have mentioned it earlier."

"And given you time to think of counterarguments? No thank you."

"Sneaky."

"I learned from the best."

She rolled onto her back.

Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing. Her stomach was flat for now. That would change if her plan worked.

The thought did something strange to my chest.

A warmth that had nothing to do with the integration.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"About you. Pregnant."

"Good thoughts or bad thoughts?"

"Terrifying thoughts."

"That’s not really an answer."

"I know."

I lay down beside her.

She curled against my side. Her head on my chest. Her hand over my heart.

"I might not actually get pregnant from this," she said. "The timing might not be right. My body might not cooperate."

"Do you want to try again?"

"Give me ten minutes."

"Make it five."

She laughed.

The sound was beautiful.

Everything about this moment was beautiful.

Even knowing what waited outside this room. The enemies. The conspiracies. The cosmic forces that had engineered my existence for purposes I still didn’t fully understand.

None of it mattered right now.

Right now there was only Natalia.

Her warmth against my side.

Her heartbeat against my ribs.

Her love wrapping around me like a shield.

"I should be terrified," I said.

"But?"

"But I’m not. I’m actually happy. Genuinely happy in a way I haven’t felt since before Kaelen died in that other world."

"Is that strange?"

"For me? Yes."

"Maybe the integration fixed something that was broken."

"Or maybe you did."

She looked up at me.

Her violet eyes were wet.

"Don’t make me cry."

"Too late."

"Jerk."

"Your jerk."

"Forever."

She kissed me softly.

Not with the desperate hunger from before. With something deeper. Something permanent.

"Five minutes," she reminded me.

"I’m counting."

"Your mother is going to be insufferably happy when we tell her."

"She’s going to start knitting baby clothes within the hour."

"Luka will probably build a crib by hand."

"He does like woodworking."

"And my real mother will. Actually I don’t know how she’ll react."

"She’ll probably sue for custody."

Natalia snorted.

"She can try."

"Our kid will have the most complicated family tree in human history."

"Our kid will be loved. That’s all that matters."

Our kid.

The words hung in the air between us.

Heavy with possibility.

I’d spent so long thinking about survival. About power. About climbing the hierarchy and crushing my enemies and building something that could withstand the forces arrayed against me.

I hadn’t thought much about what came after.

About legacy.

About creating something that would outlast me.

"Four minutes," Natalia said.

"Already?"

"Time flies when you’re contemplating fatherhood."

"I’m contemplating round two."

"Why not both?"

"Multitasking."

"Your best skill."

My hand slid down her side.

Over the curve of her hip.

Between her thighs.

She was still wet. Still swollen from before. My cum leaked out of her in a slow trickle that made something primal in my brain very happy.

"You’re insatiable."

"You just promised me a baby. The least I can do is give you the best odds."

"How romantic."

"I’m a romantic guy."

"You’re a scumbag."

"Your scumbag."

"Forever."

I rolled on top of her.

She spread her legs without hesitation.

My cock was already hard again. The integration had done something to my recovery time. Another side effect that I was definitely not going to complain about.

"Ready?"

"Always."

I slid inside her.

She gasped.

Still sensitive from before. Still stretched from my increased size. But welcoming me back like her body was designed specifically for this purpose.

"Slow this time," she said. "I want to feel everything."

"Whatever you want."

I moved my hips in a gentle rhythm.

Long slow strokes that let her feel every inch of me. That let me feel every ripple of her internal muscles. That built pleasure gradually instead of rushing toward climax.

Her legs wrapped around my waist.

Her arms circled my neck.

Her eyes never left mine.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too."

"No matter what happens next."

"No matter what."

"Even if the entity comes for you. Even if Seraphina tries to use you. Even if that woman from the other timeline has a hidden agenda. I’ll be there."

"I know."

"Our child will have parents who fight for each other."

"The best example we can set."

"Unless you die."

"I’m not going to die."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

She kissed me again.

Deeper this time.

Hungrier.

Her hips started moving to meet my thrusts. Subtle at first. Then more urgent. Building toward another peak that we both knew was coming.

"Don’t hold back," she said.

"I thought you wanted slow."

"I changed my mind. Give me everything."