Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 305: Breaking the Chains

Apparently, after days of interrogations, Laxus had accumulated quite a bit of exhaustion...

Truth be told, Rocco had selfishly insisted on having Laxus by his side because he was afraid of being alone.

So when Laxus had given in to his plea, refusing him wasn’t an option.

And so, Rocco obediently accepted the sleepover invitation.

B-but it wasn’t like he had been secretly hoping to stay over with Laxus or anything!

Nope! He was simply fulfilling a request—nothing more, nothing less!

That was all! Yep!

And just like that, they arrived at the Del Fiore estate.

Although Rocco visited nearly every day, it had been a long time since he had come for a sleepover.

He had already secured permission from his fathers, so all was well. Everything was settled—perfect, perfect.

Hand in hand with Laxus, he happily made his way to the room.

"Rocco! First, it’s nap time! I’ll watch over you, so go ahead and get some rest!"

As soon as they entered the bedroom, Laxus tugged Rocco’s hand and led him straight to the bed.

Practically pushing him down onto the mattress, he plopped down beside him and gently patted his stomach.

"I’m fine, really. You should be the one resting, Laxus..."

"Nope! You’re the one who needs to sleep! You must be exhausted from guarding me all the time, so hurry up and rest!"

Something felt... off.

Come to think of it, ever since they had arrived at the estate, Laxus had been oddly insistent on getting him to nap.

He had kept suggesting it.

"Why don’t we take a nap once we get back?"

"Aren’t you tired, Rocco? You should sleep a little."

He had been pushing naps way too much.

Did he really want him to sleep that badly?

Well then, Rocco would just have to turn the tables!

If Laxus wanted him to nap so much, then he’d just have to make Laxus fall asleep first!

"Hear that, Rocco? It’s time for a lullaby."

He patted Rocco’s stomach while gently covered his eyes with small hands, and did everything he could to coax him into sleep.

After a while, Rocco, seeming to accept defeat, let out a small sigh and closed his eyes.

Just before drifting off, he mumbled, "Let’s sleep together tonight."

Laxus looked down at him and nodded.

Of course.

And then... nighttime arrived!

Wrapped snugly in a fluffy robe, Rocco made his way to Laxus’s bedroom.

Now that he had finished his pre-bedtime bathroom trip, he was fully prepared for a long, restful sleep.

Heh! Time for some quality snoozing!

Rocco opened the door with a click and stepped into the bedroom.

He wondered if Laxus had already finished getting ready for bed.

But the moment he entered the room, a sweet scent tickled his nose, making him stop in his tracks.

"Hmm... Wh-what is this smell...?"

Was it some kind of fragrance to help with sleep?

Even if that were the case, it was overwhelmingly sweet, to the point of making his head feel light.

As he frowned in confusion, a figure emerged from the depths of the room.

It was Laxus, his robe left scandalously open, his bangs swept back in an almost seductive manner.

"La-Laxus... This smell... isn’t it a bit too strong?"

Laxus blinked in surprise before flashing a bright, cheerful smile.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he scooped Rocco up and strode further into the room.

The further they went, the stronger the scent became, making Rocco let out a small groan. "Ugh..."

But Laxus didn’t seem to care. He carried Rocco all the way to the very back of the room before casually tossing him onto the bed and pinning him down.

"A-ah, Laxus...?"

"Hey, Rocco."

His voice cut through Rocco’s confused mumbling, making him squeak in response. "Hya!?"

Something was... off.

Now that he thought about it, Laxus had been acting strangely ever since they got back.

It was undeniably Laxus—his face, his mannerisms—but something felt slightly different.

His tone, his choice of words... Even his voice sounded a little lower than usual.

His speech was rougher, his presence somehow unfamiliar.

Maybe he wasn’t feeling well.

Maybe that’s why he had burned incense—something to help with recovery or relaxation.

As Rocco mulled over the thought, Laxus suddenly gave a deep, almost unnerving smile and whispered, "Let’s have sex."

"...Huh?"

Rocco blinked.

It was so sudden, so out of nowhere, that his brain took a moment to catch up.

Normally, his face would turn beet red, and he’d start flailing, smacking Laxus while yelling, "What are you even saying, you idiot!?"

But for some reason, that didn’t happen.

His face wasn’t heating up at all.

Instead, he felt something... strange.

Something eerie.

The first time had been different—Laxus had been a little forceful because of the aphrosidiac, but every time after that, he had been gentle.

He had always taken things slowly, never rushing.

Laxus had never pushed him down so suddenly or spoken in such a direct, almost crude way.

"A-ah... um, uh..."

"It’s fine. You don’t have to do anything, Rocco. I’ll take care of everything."

"W-wait, Laxus, Laxus—!"

But before he could protest, Laxus had already stripped off his robe.

In mere seconds, Rocco was completely exposed, lying helplessly beneath him.

He looked up at Laxus in utter confusion.

His voice... it was lower than usual.

Was he angry?

No—his expression didn’t match the tone of his voice.

Instead, he was smiling.

A wide, unsettling smile.

As Rocco lay there, trying to process what was happening, Laxus shed his own robe as well.

Normally, he would stroke Rocco’s cheek or pat his head to reassure him.

But this time, his hands moved with an almost desperate urgency, heading straight for his most vulnerable place.

Without the usual kisses or affectionate embraces, Laxus pressed his fingers against the tight ring of muscle and—

"Ah—!! I-it hurts, Laxus, w-wait, it hurts...!"

This couldn’t be real.

Was he really just... starting like this?

No soft touches, no forehead kisses, no tight, affectionate hugs—just diving straight in?