A Dog Father Cannot Beget a Dragon Son

World 2: Part 2

Well, it had to be said that it would be rare for a man from the upper echelons of society to be bad at sex. Whether this was because they had so much of it, or because anyone who said otherwise would find their heads rolling, Fei Chuan didn't like dabbling in the details. It was the case here, at any rate. As in, Fei Chuan's head didn't have to roll for being too honest. 

So....so yeah. 

And in addition, Fei Chuan, being a modern man, had his fair share of hookups. With women, predominantly, but there were two or three men thrown in the mix. 

Fei Chuan felt a little uncomfortable admitting it, but this....sexperience...would in fact number in his top ten. If Fei Chuan didn't take the woman's role and wasn't actually a woman, it might have solidly landed in the top five. All that was keep it from taking the number one spot was... 

A hand lightly caressed his leg, and the person behind him nuzzled his neck, his breath puffing against Fei Chaun's neck. "What are you thinking about, darling?" 

....you nearly broke my back, what the fuck else could I possibly be thinking about?!This fucking savage! Why the fuck do you need to go four times in one night?! Do people of this world not have refractory periods?! If your wife actually a log?? 

During the moments when he was too wrung out to do anything else, Fei Chuan browsed through the World Description provided to him. There was suspiciously little information about the [Villain], but from what Fei Chuan could glean, the [Villain]'s father was also the Fourth Prince (and later Emperor) of the Auspicious Cloud Kingdom. As emperors were wont to do, the [Villain]'s slag dad decided to have another twenty kids, finally one by his legitimate wife, upon entering the throne. This would be when the [Villain] was already 20, and his position as heir would doubtlessly be contested. 

....even without the complete description, Fei Chuan knew how this was going to play out.

Having been given the cold shoulder for the rest of that night, the Fourth Prince beat a hasty retreat before the dawn broke the next morning. Yeah, you better leave, Fei Chuan thought bitterly, after he woke up practically paralyzed in bed. 

The door to his room creaked open, and a oily head poked itself in. The visitor appeared to to be the brothel's equivalent of a chambermaid, and a sneer appeared on that thin face after seeing Fei Chuan studiously sprawled out on the bed. 

"How was the gold-digging, milady?" the maid said caustically. "Are you ready to leave this establishment and move on to greener pastures?" 

Holy crap, Fei Chuan almost hated this woman more than brother Sun, and he'd only met her for two seconds. "I'm ready to go anywhere you aren't." Fei Chuan snapped back, following his gut. Whatever attitude he was trying to maintain must have fallen flat by his unseemly posture, as the maid just snorted. 

"The only thing that's good about your is your pretty looks," the maid revealed as she went about tidying the room. "How long can you keep them when your dear lover's wife comes looking for you? You need to watch out, because your brain isn't good enough to handle all the subterfuge." 

"Poor you, to not have even that," Fei Chuan smiled in fake pity. "I guess you're doomed to cleaning after me forever." 

The maid made a noise of extreme disgust and threw a clean bedsheet onto Fei Chuan's lower half. After a moment's consideration, Fei Chuan also decided that he shouldn't be wasting his time with a lowly chamber maid--he was almost done with this world anyway. 

"Incorrect," buzzed the earring. "Subtask incomplete." 

...subtask? Fei Chuan frowned a little, then paled.

"What the fuck. That was four times in one night. Four times!" 

A flash out of the corner of his eye. "Congratulations, white rabbit." 

"It's not fucking congratulations!" Fei Chuan snapped. "I'm going to die!" 

The earring went silent, before buzzing again. "Reduce charm factor?" 

Fei Chuan sat up, wincing at the dull ache in his nether regions. "What now?" 

[Charm Factor: Intensity of target affections. 

Side Effects: aphrodisiac and stamina enhancement. 

Target: Fourth PrinceLevel: 50 (MAX)] 

"...Who set this to max." 

"Yes," said the earring. "Faster completion." 

Fei Chuan grabbed a pillow and ferociously strangled it. It'd be better if it was a real neck, but the hard, shitty, sacs of feathers and wood that this world considered 'pillows' was almost as good. "Set. It. Back." 

"Charm will go down." 

Fei Chuan rolled his eyes, and limped his way out of bed. "Well duh." 

"Charm will go down," the earring insisted. "Host becomes unattractive. Fourth Prince will reject." 

....ouch, his pride. 

On a equally depressing note, it took Fei Chuan another fifteen meetings before he finally got the first subtask down. 

[Subtask 02: Complete] 

...and only subtask, it seemed.

That's when Fei Chuan realized there was a greater issue at hand. As in, he was pregnant. Emphasis on 'he, Fei Chuan.' 

He brought the issue up with the cleaning lady. "Well, it'd be about time," sniffed the chambermaid, casting a discerning eye at Fei Chuan's flat abdomen. "Every time the Fourth Prince visits, it's like an earthquake hits." 

Fei Chuan pretty much had all the shame fucked out of him. So, they were vigorous and the Fourth Prince was a screamer. Whatever. "Now if only there were someone willing to take that stick out of your ass." 

The maid made a guttural noise and slammed the door closed, only for a physician to sheepishly open the door less than an incense stick's time later. 

After confirming that Fei Chuan was, in fact, pregnant, the physician offered profuse congratulations and quickly departed. A delighted scream, sounding like the bordello's madam, pierced through the door. That night, the Fourth Prince came and proposed concubinage.