**Chapter 1: Island of Bliss**

I lay on the soft, white sand of Hange's private island, surrounded by crystal-clear waters and lush greenery. My husband, Hange, the Dragon Emperor and Yakuza King, sat beside me, his shirtless physique glistening in the warm sunlight. His toned, muscular body and big back, covered in thick fur, made me feel safe and protected. As his little prince, I was grateful to have him by my side. As a person with severe autism spectrum disorder, I was extremely hypersensitive to everything, but Hange's presence calmed me. My blindness in both eyes made me rely on my other senses, and Hange's scent, a mix of masculinity and dragon musk, was reassuring. However, my severe age regression made me feel like a newborn baby, and I often relied on Hange to care for me. As a gay man, I only loved boys, and Hange was the only one for me. We had been married for a while now, and I was still getting used to the idea of being in a loving relationship. Our romantic honeymoon on this private island was a dream come true. I snuggled closer to Hange, feeling his warmth and comfort. Hange wrapped his muscular arm around me, pulling me into a tight hug. "You're so adorable, Nick," he whispered, his voice rumbling deep within his chest. "I'm glad we're here together, just the two of us." I smiled, feeling happy and content. But as the days passed, I began to feel a change within me. It was a subtle shift, but I could sense it. My body was preparing for something, and I wasn't sure what. A few weeks went by, and I started to feel restless. My dick was throbbing, twitching, and pulsing, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of wanting to create a nest. I looked around, searching for the perfect spot, and Hange helped me gather soft pillows and blankets. Together, we built a big, cozy nest. As I worked on the nest, Hange watched me with a curious expression. He knew that I was in my heat cycle, and he could smell my pheromones. I knew that this meant I was ready to mate, but I only wanted Hange to be with me. Suddenly, Hange's expression changed. His eyes narrowed, and his fur stood on end. He flexed his big muscles, and his dragon musk filled the air. A powerful roar echoed through the island, warning other dragons to stay away. I looked up, seeing a group of dragons approaching from a distance. Hange positioned himself between me and the dragons, his massive, thick, fat dick throbbing and pulsing. "You will not get past me," he growled, his voice deep and menacing. "Nick is mine to claim." I weakly said, "Keep the other dragons away from me... You're the only dragon I want to mate with." Hange's eyes dilated, and he let off another powerful roar, driving the other dragons away from my nest. As the dragons retreated, Hange turned to me, his expression filled with adoration. "Don't worry, Nick. I'll take care of you. We must stay in the nest, just in case if you are pregnant." I nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. What would happen next? Would I be able to handle the changes in my body? And what did the future hold for us? As I looked up at Hange, I knew that I was in good hands. He would protect me and care for me, and I was grateful to have him as my husband. The island, our nest, and our love would be the safe haven I needed to navigate this new chapter in my life.