SGT CH53: Extra II

53 X Transmigrates to After Marrying the Prince and Having Children
◎He was routed in the male Zerg’s kisses.◎

Aix, who had not lost his memories, could barely distinguish the truth from the lies in the Prince’s words.

X, who was missing 20 years of memory, was even less able to distinguish them.

The difference was that Aix believed in the Prince’s love for him, while X knew nothing.

He could see the affection for him in the male Zerg’s eyes.

But when he spoke of inviting the little male Zerg for a female Zerg exchange event and letting the little male Zerg fuck him, the male Zerg’s expression was also very serious, and even a little expectant.

X thought, perhaps this was how a male Zerg liked a female Zerg.

Like a rather good-looking ornament, a rather durable toy. Although he liked it, he didn’t mind sharing it with other male Zerg in exchange for a more novel toy.

X had never held any expectations for male Zerg, so naturally, there was no disappointment to speak of.

What’s more, in his speculation, it was he who had proactively seduced and latched onto the lord of White Night Star, using the lord’s power to search for the little male Zerg.

Since the little male Zerg had been found and was safe and happy, it was worth sacrificing his entire life.

X was willing to dedicate his entire life to the lord, his male lord.

However, he could not destroy the little male Zerg’s current happiness.

He could not let the lord humiliate the little male Zerg’s female consort, nor could he let the little male Zerg see his miserable state.

X gritted his teeth, not letting himself make any sound.

Even though it was almost impossible to do so under the male Zerg’s passionate assault.

“Aix, Aix.”

Mousse lay by the female Zerg’s ear, calling his name over and over, his voice sweet and enchanting.

“You’re really so delicious, I like you so much.”

X turned his head away in embarrassment.

No, don’t call him that, don’t praise him, and especially don’t say you like him. He wouldn’t be able to hold back.

In the end, X still failed.

He was routed in the male Zerg’s repeated words of affection and his kisses.

Aix, who had been silently enduring and trying his best for the sake of the little male Zerg, was too delicious.

Mousse, enjoying both physical and psychological pleasure, couldn’t hold back and ate from morning till afternoon.

The female Zerg beside him had already fallen into a deep sleep under the nourishment of the pheromones. Mousse wrapped him in a blanket and carried him back to the master bedroom.

As he was being tucked into the warm, soft bed, Aix woke up, his eyes empty and dazed.

Mousse waved a hand in front of his eyes. Only when Aix’s gaze blankly focused on his hand did he speak:

“Want to take a shower? You can also wash after you wake up. Anyway, you smell really good right now.”

His whole body was fragrant with the sweet scent of flowers and fruits, as if soaked in his pheromones. Just smelling it gave a Zerg a special sense of satisfaction.

X moved his dry lips, his voice low and hoarse:

“Can you not invite Sisi to exchange female Zerg?”

“About that…”

If Aix hadn’t mentioned it, Mousse would have really just let it go at that.

But with Aix looking at him with such desperate and helpless eyes, Mousse couldn’t help but want to hug him, and also to bully him.

Mousse pulled Aix into his arms, raised a hand to tidy his messy bangs, and said in a troubled tone:

“I gave you a chance, but you made a sound. If you fail the game, you have to accept the corresponding punishment. That’s the rule.”

Obeying the rules was a habit ingrained in a military female’s bones.

“But, no Zerg found out. You said if another Zerg found out, you would invite the little male Zerg…”

X clung to the last sliver of hope, struggling.

In fact, even at the very end, Aix had only let out suppressed groans and short, low moans.

But Mousse didn’t care about that. He just needed an excuse to bully Aix.

Mousse gave him a compassionate smile, his eyes still firm and unyielding.

X understood his meaning from the male Zerg’s gaze.

The hand gripping the male Zerg’s arm fell limply. He closed his eyes in despair.

From the very beginning, the power to make and interpret the rules was in the male Zerg’s hands. He had no chance of winning.

From the moment the male Zerg had the idea of swapping female consorts with the little male Zerg, he was doomed to fail.

“Don’t be sad.”

Mousse couldn’t bear to see Aix in pure pain.

He wanted Aix to feel both pain and pleasure, with pain as the seasoning and extreme pleasure as the main course.

But he wasn’t ready yet, the main course couldn’t be served. He could only try his best to comfort Aix first.

“Don’t you want to see your little male Zerg? I’ll invite him over, then you can see him. The longer you two do it, the longer you can be with him. Isn’t that great?”

X refused to listen, shutting his eyes and turning his head away, even more desperate.

Mousse: “…”

What to do? It seems the comfort is having the opposite effect.

Mousse wanted to continue playing the game, but he didn’t want Aix to be too miserable before it began.

Nothing he did now could make Aix feel better.

At a time like this, he had to bring out the cub.

Wasn’t that what cubs were for?

So, Mousse said, “The cub will be back soon. Do you want to go see him?”

In X’s mind, “cub” was still equivalent to the “little male Zerg.”

It took him half a beat to realize that the “cub” the Prince was talking about was definitely not the little male Zerg, but…

X’s eyes suddenly snapped open, filled with astonishment.

Seeing that this move had worked, Mousse revealed a brilliant smile.

“That’s right, we have a cub.”

X was stunned.

His memory was still stuck 20 years in the past.

At that time, he himself had just come of age. He had never thought about any male Zerg, let alone getting pregnant and laying an egg.

His only thought was to take good care of his little male Zerg, raise him, and give him a better life.

But now, the male Zerg in front of him, his male lord, was telling him that they had a cub.

One that he had given birth to.

Mousse introduced him: “He’s a cute little golden-haired female Zerg, five years old now, hasn’t gone through his second awakening yet, and is at the cutest stage of a cub.

“Although he looks cute, he’s very serious and outstanding. He goes to the primary academy for female Zerg and will be back before dinner.”

Cubs were indeed the ultimate weapon against female Zerg.

After Mousse finished speaking, Aix forced his body, which was over-nourished with pheromones, to get up and head to the bathroom to wash and tidy up.

After showering, X fumbled to open his spatial bracelet, skipped over a pile of military uniforms and overly gorgeous formal wear, and found a decent set of casual clothes to change into.

Mousse was explaining the situation to the cub through his terminal. He looked up and saw Aix coming out, showered and changed.

A black tight-fitting base shirt, paired with a black long trench coat and black slim-fit trousers.

Although Aix’s handsome face and figure were very striking, but…

“Are you dressed like that to assassinate someone?” Mousse asked.

X paused, looked down at his own attire, and didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

Mousse facepalmed in resignation.

Thinking about it carefully, this was indeed the dressing style of the hunter X from the Dark Star Field.

However, that one would also hang a row of cold, sharp weapons at a convenient spot on his waist.

For X, not having his weapons on him was already a very casual and relaxed look.

“Let me think…” how to save this evil organization boss’s outfit.

Mousse walked in front of Aix, thought for a moment, then took out a long silver necklace from his spatial bracelet and put it on him.

Mousse took half a step back, held Aix’s arm, and looked him up and down, satisfied.

A simple silver necklace had turned the killer into a cool guy.

X couldn’t understand the male Zerg’s makeover of him.

Looking at the silver chain in front of him, he only thought that this male lord of his really liked shiny accessories.

And liked to adorn female Zerg with accessories.

This silver chain was like that, and so were the pair of star-stone ornaments on his chest.

X hadn’t originally planned to wear a jacket.

But he found that his inner shirt was stretched taut by his full muscles, revealing the shape of the ornaments inside.

So he found a jacket to cover it up.

In front of the male Zerg who possessed him, it didn’t matter how he looked.

But at least he couldn’t let the cub see these things.

Mousse led Aix to the dining room.

The cub hadn’t returned yet. Mousse first asked Aix, “What do you want to eat?”

“Anything is fine,” Aix replied reservedly, his gaze falling on the dining table.

The dining room was large, but the table in front of them was only the size of a normal family’s.

It looked like it could only seat two to four Zerg.

Where would the male Zerg’s other female attendants and cubs dine?

Aix was perplexed.

“What are you thinking about?” Mousse asked.

X realized he couldn’t hide his thoughts from this male Zerg at all and could only say it out loud:

“Will your other female Zerg and cubs… be coming to dine?”

“No.”

Mousse said, “Because there are only three Zerg in my family: me, my female consort, and our only son.”

The doctors, butlers, personal guards, servants… were all just Zerg who worked in the Prince’s mansion, not family.

In the first year after their marriage, Mousse had played the “most favored female attendant” game with Aix for a while.

After the cub hatched, he had the aristocratic-style extra-long dining table removed.

It was replaced with a smaller dining table more suitable for a small family.

X was stunned.

Their cub was already five years old. Including the time for pregnancy and incubation, he and the Prince had been married for at least six years.

Six years, a small family of only three Zerg.

It sounded very happy.

Even so, the male Zerg would still use him for a female Zerg exchange game.

For a moment, X found it hard to judge whether he was happy or not.

But at least, he had the position of female consort, a cub of his own bloodline, and had found the little male Zerg. This was already better than the best future he could have imagined.

Mousse ordered a meal for Aix according to his usual taste.

X kept looking at the door, anticipating the cub’s appearance.

In fact, right after waking up and discovering that he had been used by the male Zerg beside him, his reproductive cavity full of the male Zerg’s pheromones, X had a fleeting thought: what if he got pregnant?

X had discovered then that he wasn’t against the idea of having this male Zerg’s egg.

Perhaps it was because the male Zerg was just too beautiful.

Just looking at him, he couldn’t help but imagine his cub.

Even if it only inherited one-tenth of the male Zerg’s beauty, it would be an extremely beautiful and cute Zerg cub.

If Aix didn’t only have his memories of the Dark Star Field, he would know that this situation was called “wanting to have a Zerg cub with him at first sight” and “chosen male lord” in the Zerg Empire.

And in other races, it was called “love at first sight” and “you’ve fallen in love.”

However, at that time, X thought he had been captured by an enemy force and was a plaything offered to a male Zerg for torture.

Even if he was mesmerized by the male Zerg’s beauty and for a moment wanted to have a cub with this male Zerg.

X would also be afraid that if he really got pregnant, he would be unable to protect the cub, unable to raise the cub.

But now, he learned that he and the male Zerg in front of him really did have a cub.

They had been married for many years, and the cub was already five years old.

X was extremely eager to see his cub.

It was his only comfort in the suffering he was about to be sent into by the male Zerg, his motivation to strive to live on.

Mousse propped up his chin, bored.

He wanted the cub to distract Aix’s attention.

But it seemed to have been distracted a little too much.

And he was playing the villain role right now and couldn’t act too nice.

Otherwise, the upcoming exchange play wouldn’t work.

Light footsteps came from outside, gradually becoming steady as they approached the dining room.

A little female with light golden hair appeared at the door.

The little female had a stern face, pretending to be serious, but when he saw his parents sitting at the dining table, his eyes couldn’t help but light up.

“Miracle, your female father has been waiting for you for a long time,” Mousse said.

Miracle strode forward and performed a stiff salute.

“Your Highness the Prince, Female Father.”

Aix was surprised.

He only knew his male lord was the lord of White Night Star; he didn’t expect him to also be a noble male Zerg Prince.

Looking at the cub who was seriously calling him “Your Highness the Prince.”

Mousse was silent.

He had told the cub that his female father had temporarily lost part of his memory.

And he had coaxed the cub not to mention how loving they used to be in front of his female father, so as not to cause him too much psychological pressure, not to scare him, and to act more normal.

But the cub was acting overly formal, as if their family was particularly feudal, old-fashioned, and devoid of warmth.

Looking at Aix again, he didn’t seem to notice this at all. His eyes were full of joy and affection as he looked at the cub.

Perhaps in the eyes of a female Zerg, the normal interaction between a father and son in a family is just that rigid and formal.

Mousse had no choice but to play along.

He gave a serious and noble “Mmm” and said coolly, “Sit. Order whatever you want to eat.”

“Yes, thank you, Your Highness.”

Miracle sat down next to his female father, smiled at him, and after receiving a faint smile in return, he happily ordered his meal through his terminal.

Mousse looked at the two quiet and formal Zerg across from him, who were only communicating silently with their eyes and expressions as if performing a pantomime, and felt a little helpless.

Aix was one thing; he really had amnesia.

But what was wrong with Miracle?

He told him not to scare his female father and to act normal, and this was how he acted?

But since the cub’s appearance had eased Aix’s mood, the goal was achieved.

After the meal, Mousse let the cub go back to rest on his own and then led Aix away, towards the underground room.

As soon as he was separated from the cub, X’s expression was no longer as relaxed as before.

After entering the basement, his face changed slightly.

He knew that in the homes of married male Zerg, many rooms for torturing female Zerg were located underground.

He could endure any severe punishment, but the exchange the male Zerg had mentioned earlier…

Mousse brought Aix to the room, handcuffed him, and put a blindfold on him.

“Do you really want to… exchange with the little male Zerg?”

X asked, clinging to the last sliver of hope.

“Of course.”

Mousse said, “Your little male Zerg promised me. Now, he’s on his way to the Prince’s mansion with his female consort.”

Aix’s breath hitched, and his handcuffed hands struggled for a moment.

“Don’t struggle, and don’t leave this room.”

Mousse held him down and threatened in a low voice, “Otherwise, your cub, your little male Zerg, will…”

Will what?

Mousse hadn’t thought that far ahead.

Anyway, leaving it as a cliffhanger would be more intimidating for Aix to imagine.

Aix’s hands fell limply, his face full of despair.

So pitiful.

Mousse patted his head with pity.

But he wouldn’t soften his heart because of this and give up a delicious big meal.

He could only wrong Aix a little longer.

Anyway, when the “little male Zerg” came, he would be able to find happiness.

Mousse pretended to look at his terminal and said:

“Oh, they’ve arrived. I’ll go greet them. You just wait here for your little male Zerg. You must serve him well, lest it gets out that my Prince’s mansion is not hospitable.”

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Author’s Note:

The next two chapters have a [Prince self-NTRs himself] warning. Dears who don’t like this, please skip!!!
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