Massive disclaimer, this is a book of IF's for my story "the strongest evil and the weakest knight" please ensure that you have read that first.
The IF's in this book will be alternate endings for chapters, the first half of this IF is the exact same as chapter 15, the only difference coming from the bath scene with envy.
Second off, smut ahead, it isn't too explicit as it would take away from what im trying to accomplish with this IF buy do keep that in mind.
Subaru was led by the hand through the long, winding halls of Roswaal's mansion, the one leading him being unseeable to the other residents of the mansion, not that he was worried.
He knew where most of the mansion's inhabitants were located at this hour anyway. Beatrice would likely either wait for him to return or seek out Petra. Frederica and Ram were busy doing housework, the latter having the task of cleaning the comatose maid of the mansion, she would likely take some time to finish. Roswaal had left the mansion the day prior to attend to some political matter on Emilia's behalf. Otto was continuing with his task of dealing with the paperwork. Garfiel was likely outside training or teasing Otto.
And finally, Emilia was likely studying.
Subaru's assumptions were mostly correct, for Beatrice, Petra, Frederica, Otto, Garfiel, and Roswaal were all doing as he thought, and Emilia was certainly studying, just not to become ruler.
Emilia sat at the foot of her bed, a distant look in her eye as she stared blankly out the window, completely ignoring the mountain of books and paperwork on her desk, not because she was being lazy, but because she was faced with a much more pressing matter.
A matter of the heart.
Her cheeks were tinted a slight red as she pondered alone, her form unmoving save for the rise and fall of her chest as well as the occasional blink.
With one more slowly blink, her long eyelashes covering her beautiful lavender eyes just before her eyelids had time to cover them, and then as they did every time, her eyelids rose revealing wide and panicked eyes. She flung her bodyweight back, landing comfortably on her large bed, the sheets and mattress combining to make her fall pleasant and comfortable, the frame only lightly shaking, banging the wall slightly.
The half elf princess released a loud groan before rolling onto her stomach, planting her pristine face to her sheets as her hands clutched them, scrunching the freshly ironed cloth up carelessly.
"Idiot. Dunderhead. Moron. Dummy. Dimwit." She groaned lowly; her voice hoarse as she listed synonyms. The thought of a black haired, nasty eyed knight sending her cheeks into a frenzy of pink and red.
Her heartrate increased; her cheeks were dyed a deep shade of red as her toes curled.
This was not at all an unfamiliar feeling, for some time now the thought of her knight sent her heartrate into unhealthy panics almost every time she thought of him. It began with a steady heartbeat that would skip every now and then, then evolved into an all-around quicker heartbeat. But recently, with the lack of time spent with him, and feeling of him drifting away, the familiar feeling blossomed into something bigger, something more, something… romantic.
It began proper roughly two months ago, at least, that was when she first noticed it. She had stared at him as he ate his dinner, he had come late to the table as he had been for some time, and ate peacefully, sharing some light banter with Ram and Otto, making the odd comment about how Garfiel ate like a pig or how cute she looked. But unlike any other time he had sat next to her, she felt the strong urge to reach out and touch him, perhaps hold his hand, rub his arm, maybe even sit in his lap and hug him.
She was ashamed of herself, but felt her cheeks heat up as she gulped audibly. Subaru had given her an odd look before asking if she was okay, of course she answered yes, her cheeks heating up more at his genuine concern for her, a weird feeling of wanting to be protected creeped into her mind, only making her more flustered.
Needless to say, she didn't look to him for the rest of the night.
And more recently she looked at his lips, remembering when they were pressed so bravely to hers, proving his devotion to her, as well as his love. She imagined the feeling of the young man's lips pressed to hers once more, although in a different setting and for different reasons. She had held back last time, scared and blissfully unaware of the action and what it meant, and to this day it was one of her biggest regrets.
She wished she had melted into the kiss further, letting herself enjoy the intimate moment, as oppose to her stand off-ish approach to it, letting him do the work.
Once again she felt ashamed of herself, quickly shaking her head every which way to remove the feelings bubbling within her.
That thought was a recurring one, the feeling of his lips to hers, or hers to his, she wasn't sure which she wanted. It started slowly, a fleeting moment of need and want, a desire she knew would blossom given enough time.
But as the feeling of him drifting away from her became more and more prevalent within her, as did her feelings. Every time she saw him, she wished to speak for hours. Every time she touched him, she yearned for more. Every time he looked to her, she wanted to smile, to only show him the best version of her. Every time they sat together, she wished to cuddle up to him. Every time they walked side by side, she wished to take his hand.
And every time they were close, she wanted nothing more then to attach her own lips to his, to feel a sensation she missed, a sensation she yearned for, something she desired with her entire heart.
It was an odd feeling, but it didn't take long to find out what it was.
No, she didn't need to confide in the other women of the mansion, nor did she need to read a book, and she certainly didn't seek the help of the men of the house.
Emilia was naïve, yes, but she wasn't stupid.
She was socially inept, but not dumb.
Air headed, but not oblivious.
Emilia knew for a fact what her heart desired. No, who her heart desired.
Natsuki Subaru.
It was always him, ever since he saved her life, ever since he saved the village, and then once again when he saved her again, only telling her he loved her, not even expecting an answer, promising her that he would wait for an answer, and she was greedy, she didn't give him an answer, but he was deterred, instead once again he saved her in the sanctuary, multiple times.
The maiden in love looked to the door of her bedroom with pink cheeks, the thought of her knight making her heart beat almost out of her chest.
The memory of his loud and clear admission of love from earlier, and her subsequent acceptance of her own feelings, replaying time and time again in her head.
She regrated not being more assertive, not holding his hand between her palms and kissing him full on the lips, not pushing him against the wall and letting herself fully enjoy the moment, not finally coming to terms with the fact that she, Emilia, just Emilia, loved her devoted knight, Natsuki Subaru.
It wasn't a guess, it wasn't a spur of the moment choice, it wasn't a fling, no, it was love.
True love.
She had spent her entire life thinking that she would never have any friends, and then the strange man appeared, popping into her life almost as if he came into existence through thin air, and told her he loved her. She couldn't describe how happy she was when he treated her normally, as if she wasn't the second coming of Satella, the witch of envy, but rather Emilia.
He treated her as her own person, a person he loved and cherished every day and with his every action, saving her life, time and time again.
and when she felt him drifting away, she felt something within her slowly drift away with him. She would do everything in her power to keep that thing close, she just hoped she hadn't waited too long.
She continued to think, and then think some more, and for added fun she thought even more, her thoughts completely monopolised by one man. Her knight, Natsuki Subaru, but most importantly; the man she loved.
She was done being indecisive, she was done taking her sweet time, and she was most certainly done with her knight drifting away from her.
She stared at the door with a renewed resolve.
"I will become queen, with you by my side, my beloved knight." She whispered dreamily, the image of her knight being the one to stand by her as she takes the throne making her more excited than she had ever been in her entire life.
She didn't care for being queen, but after seeing Subaru and all the effort he went through to reach his goals, and to help her reach her own goals, she knew she couldn't disappoint him. After all, she couldn't show her incredible knight her worst sides, she had to show him her best, and so she will give it her all to become queen.
And he will be her king.
Her knight.
Her husband.
Emilia fell asleep with a smile on her face, and the bright rase of the afternoon sun shining across her beautiful frame, the thought of her knight carrying her into a blissful sleep as she was blissfully unaware of the dangers that surrounded her knight as he was dragged to the bathroom.
Subaru's hand was trapped in a death grip as a beautiful half elf in black clothing near dragged him to the bathroom. He couldn't say he was particularly displeased with the idea of bathing with her, it was just awkward.
She was acting weird too, the Satella he knew was soft spoken and considerate, always honest with him, taking any chance she had to look at him and show him her smile, fishing for compliments. She was bashful and lacked confidence, and yet she seemed confident in herself, and giddy.
The way she carried herself, it was unlike how she usually acted, which would be fine normally, but Satella wouldn't be excited for a bath, hell she wouldn't even suggest it, at most she would give hints to it and wait for him to suggest it, then proceeding to swoon over it and praise him while bashfully accepting.
He smiled slightly, the idea of the woman grasping his hand being more confident brightening his smile as he happily walked behind her.
That was probably what he found the most strange, Satella wouldn't walk in front of him, he would walk with him, keeping perfect pace with him as she walked as close as possible, but instead she walked a few steps in front of him. Yes she was holding his hand for physical contact, but he still found it strange.
The man's paranoia continued, fuelled by the anxiety at the idea of bathing with her.
Satella wore a wide smile as she quickly led her beloved to her desired destination, giggling crazily as they neared the door she wished to open and close, never for it to be opened again.
This was her reward for being so good. They loved each other, and this was a normal act for a couple romantically involved with one another.
She felt his sweaty palm tighten its grip on her hand, her smile only widening, he was so cute when he was being sheepish and embarrassed.
She looked back to give him a comforting smile, her eyes gleaming with anticipation and joy as she walked flawlessly down the final corridor.
Their footsteps were light, hers being audible only to the man behind her, and his being light naturally. His training was extensive and gruelling, but an important part of his life, he had it beat into him that his every step must be taken with practiced grace and a certain lightness, as if he were a feather dancing with the wind, but completely in control with its every movement.
It was a skill Subaru had picked up surprisingly quickly. He was light on his feet and quick thinking naturally anyway, so learning how to take such care in his actions wasn't all too difficult. He no longer needed to think about it, his every step was now calculated subconsciously, light enough for him to do whatever necessary in the case of an emergency.
The carpet beneath his feet made this incredibly easy, especially considering the fact that he learnt how to do this with bare feet and in the woods.
Clind was a fantastic teacher, a man who worked Subaru to the bone to ensure he got the best possible results from him, so while Subaru may not like him as a person and finds some of his antics to be confusing and concerning, he was grateful to the butler for teaching him as well as he had.
All of this, and yet Subaru would still be considered a small fry, an easy target in battle that would cause any issues if his petty tricks were seen through. He posed absolutely no threat to the likes of Garfiel, or even any of the other knights.
It was moments like these that reminded Subaru how far behind everyone he was, even after spending an entire year working himself half to death… death, return by death… he could have abused it, used it to have all the time in the world to become stronger.
He had thought this many times, but Satella had denied him every time, telling him that his life still mattered as she wept in his arms, the memory of his deaths leaving her broken.
It was then that he realised that in his attempts to be selfless, he was only being selfish and hurting the one person who would stand by him no matter what, even if he burned the entire country to the ground.
His hand subconsciously tightened its grip on hers. He owed her this much for all he had done, whatever lies beyond this door -When they had come to a stop in front of it was a question he didn't ask himself, he spaced out often enough to know not to- he would tackle with the utmost confidence.
He looked to the side to see Satella bouncing up and down with a grin looking up at him excitedly, he rolled his eyes and reached his hand out to turn the smooth wooden knob of the bathroom door.
Pushing the large door open with an air of acceptance he spread his arm in front of him.
"Ta-Da!" he said proudly, presenting the large bath to the half-elf.
Satella hadn't moved her head whatsoever, keeping her eyes glued to his as the shone with desire.
Concerning.
Subaru's eyebrows furrowed slightly, struggling to maintain eye contact.
"Satella?" he called out nervously, snapping her from whatever fantasies she was having.
"Huh? What? Oh, bath. Yes yes a bath, very large!" she stuttered out with haste, wasting no time in taking him by the hand.
Subaru was once again led by the hand as they entered the bathroom side by side. Satella let go of his hand for a mere moment to close and lock the door, an act she did swiftly and with no problem. Once the proper preparations were made, she twirled around with her hands behind her back and a wide smile to once again face her beloved, her lush silver hair swaying perfectly as she completed the twirl.
Subaru gulped and looked away with red cheeks.
"get the bath ready my beloved, I shall undress as I wait." She said simply, her voice holding a sense of urgency as she titled her head to the side, already moving to remover her clothing.
Subaru nodded; his face still angled away from the girl's form. He quickly made his way to complete his task of filling the bath, grabbing some towels on the way so they could cover themselves.
Satella smacked the side of her head aggressively three times.
"Shut it!" she yelled, her eyes looking to the other side of her head as her hand continued smacking the other side.
Her other hand shot to her head, clasping it between her palms, the urge to pull her hair out being nigh unbearable.
"We can't do this! This isn't how it's supposed to go!" the woman reasoned, shaking her head aggressively.
"The imposter is taking what we worked so hard to get! You foolish girl are you okay with our beloved being unjustly stolen?!" tears bordered at the edge of the half-elf's eyes as she argued with herself, her nails digging roughly into her scalp.
"That isn't important right now." She said through panicked gasps for air, her knees shaking as she leaned against the door, snot leaking out of her nose. "What the fuck are you doing? Please stop. He'll never forgive you. Never forgive me. Never forgive us." She cried out; her other half unresponsive as her tears dripped to the floor.
"How stupid can you be?" the personality taunted as they battled for control. A crazed smile crept along her lips as her eyes and nose leaked, she looked truly insane.
"Please don't." She cried, her control over her own body slipping until there was nothing less.
The tears stopped as the body of the half-elf woman slid up the door, her back straightening out as she stood with a smile. She rubbed the snot and tears off and swiftly removed her clothing, the sound of the water entering the bath exciting her greatly.
Subaru made his way back to where he had left his beloved, towels in hand, only to see her naked and crouching, watching the bath with an odd aura. He wasn't entirely unfamiliar with Satella acting strange from time to time, but this felt different.
Her naked form was oddly entrancing, something about her being in her natural state being enticing to him. Her hair covered the places that should be covered, only making her visage seem more magical to him.
The silver hair of a beautiful maiden swung freely as her head snapped to look at her beloved, her crouched form quickly being straightened out as she stood, wasting no energy in her movements as she gave him a bright smile, her hair no longer covering her.
Subaru blushed and looked away, only to hear the joyous pitter patter of bare feet on the wet floor as she ran to him.
As she neared him, she slipped, a deliberate action of course as she wished to be caught by the man she loved.
Subaru did not disappoint, catching her with ease as his head shot away from its bashful antics to properly catch her falling body. She was light, and her skin was soft, a beautiful white with the only colour being the redness of her cheeks that slowly crept up to her pointed ears.
The only word he could possibly use to describe her was beautiful.
Her stunning body left him breathless as she clung to him, feigning shock as she looked up at him with the innocent eyes of a schoolgirl looking at their crush, a scene he knew well as it was a major cliché.
Her round amethyst eyes looked up at him in wonder, her full lips parted ever so slightly as air went into her mouth, only to be released seconds later. The rise and fall of her ample chest rubbed against Subaru's own chest.
He was far too stimulated, and yet his mind held a certain singlemindedness as he looked down at her.
Everything within him screamed to do one of two things, but it was a perfect spilt.
Kiss her.
Get the fuck away from her.
He was torn between two decisions and ultimately froze up, unable to do anything.
What snapped him from making potentially the worst decision of his life, was none other than the thought of Emilia kissing his cheek earlier.
He looked to the side once more, unaware of the aggressive pout 'Satella' had on her face as she glared at him. He slowly helped her stand upright.
"H-Here." He mumbled, holding up the towel for her, she scoffed and rolled her eyes, but took the towel anyway.
Swiftly wrapping it around her body in a way that made it easy to remove, she turned around and walked toward the bath.
How do you get him to kiss you? She spat at her other half, bitter at the fact that he hadn't kissed her despite so clearly wanting to. The witch of envy was met only by light sobs coming from the desperate girl as she did all she could to regain control.
Her feet touched the warm water that filled the once empty tub.
"I can't imagine a wet towel will feel nice." She muttered, looking back slightly to see Subaru staring at her questioningly.
Unlike what she thought, he wasn't at all thinking about her actions, instead he couldn't stop thinking about what her towel covered form looked like to an outsider. He shook his head free from the ridiculous thought and urged her to look away.
"It's embarrassing if you stare at me like that." He said sheepishly, only receiving a smirk in response as she turned to face him fully.
"I wouldn't miss this for the world, my love." She said, her tone completely lovesick as she spoke unashamedly.
Subaru gulped and stood there for a moment, making no moves to undress. He watched as her face slowly darkened, 'tears' bordering at the edge of her eyes as she looked at him.
"Y-You promised." She whimpered, selling the act of a heart broken woman, enraging the true woman inside of her.
Stop using my body for such things! Satella screamed, trying desperately to regain control, the most she could muster was a slight twitch.
Envy had to supress the urge to smirk at her weaker half's attempt. We could have had him months ago if you weren't so foolish. She spat out, her hate for the half elf clear as day.
That wouldn't of been right! I-I don't want to take advantage of him. I want him to love me, not because I forced him to, but because I truly earned his love. Our love should be confirmed once im free. Free of you, you wretched bitch. Satella's voice was monotone until her last statement, a statement so filled with hatred that she wouldn't direct it at anyone but Envy and one other witch.
Envy clenched her fists at her annoying other half, but didn't reply as she saw something that caught her interest.
She wasn't sure what he had said, as she was too busy arguing with Satella, but she watched as he undressed before her, covering as much of himself as he could.
She looked at him hungrily as he dropped his undershirt to the ground, saliva building up in her mouth as she stopped herself from breathing, a lustful smile on her face.
Subaru… Satella's mutter was weak, pleading, for she wanted him to stop so badly, and yet her initial reaction was the exact same as the witch that currently controlled her.
"Can you, uh, stop staring at me like that?" he asked nervously. Envy shook her head, not saying a word as her eyes remained glued to his exposed body.
His chest was toned and muscular, his stomach was firm with his impressive muscles being clear to see, his toned arms looked utterly perfect to her as she imagined them wrapped around her as he-
Her thoughts came to a rushing halt as he removed his pants, swiftly covering his lower half with the towel before removing his underwear.
Envy became enraged, not that she let it show, Satella's sigh of relief only adding fuel to the fire.
"You look perfect." She choked out, hiding her dissatisfaction as she ate up the sight of him.
While she may have been slightly upset, she would not complain about the current view he so graciously bestowed upon her.
He walked up to her, walking past her and into the bath. Her head shot up, her hair bouncing along with her hair as her mouth formed an O.
"Right. Bath." She reminded herself, turning to sit with him in the bath, sitting so close that she could sit in his lap if she so desired.
The air around them was awkward and thin, the steam rising from the bath doing nothing to cover either of their body's, they were too close for their vision to be impaired in any way.
"I love you." Envy said mindlessly, not knowing what else to say. Subaru's ear perked up as he hummed in recognition.
Silence once again overtook them.
Envy snuggled further into his side, not happy with the lack of anything happening, the towel wrapped around her body being uncomfortable.
Whatever you're thinking of doing, I beg you, please stop.
Im getting tired of your incessant begging. You have done nothing to further our relationship with our beloved, so I see no reason for you to complain. Shut up. She barked; her response laced in venom.
He is not 'our beloved' he is my beloved. I am willing to let him go only if it guarantees his happiness, and he will never be happy with you. Fuck off. Satella's reply was cruel but not at all untrue. Had Subaru heard her he would have been shocked, she rarely, if ever, swore, but she would make an exception with Envy.
Satella's endless fight to regain dominance continued, Envy noticed this and decided now was her time to act.
Removing her head from its perch on his shoulder, she lifted it to match his. Her face neared his as she commanded her shadows to remove her towel from her body.
She knew what she wanted, she knew who she wanted, and she would do all she could do to get it.
Her lips found his without warning, she was pleasantly surprised to feel him return the slow kiss. She began slow to not scare him away, she knew she must keep her imitation of Satella up, for if he knew she was Envy, he would freak out and likely kill himself again. She would not let her façade fade until she knew he was drunk with lust.
She leaned away from his lips, looking up at his eyes in a sultry way as she panted, her hot breathing intermingling with his gentle breaths.
"I love you." She breathed, her voice suggestive and needy as she declared her love breathlessly.
Subaru didn't respond, instead cupping her cheek with his hand and looking at her eyes lovingly. Satella tilted her head to the left slightly and latched her lips to his once again, her tongue slowly reaching for his.
Subaru made no move to stop the half-elf, letting her tongue slowly enter his mouth as she slowly moved her body to sit in his lap. The water slowly took away her towel, letting her naked form touch his exposed chest.
A smile crept onto her face as she made out with her beloved, she once again leaned away from his, her tongue only returning to her mouth after she had already disconnected from him, leaving a small trail of saliva between their lips as she looked down at him with a mix of overwhelming love, and overbearing lust.
His expression wasn't too dissimilar to hers; he didn't seem to notice her now naked form as she leaned more and more on him, her breasts pressing against his muscular chest.
Envy's eyes glazed over as she once again took his lips hostage, her kisses slowly but surely titling over the edge of love and lust.
Satella watched on through Envy's eyes in horror.
Stop! Now plea! He wont ever forgive you! You're taking advantage of him! Stop stopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstop! She screamed at the absolute top of her lungs, tears welling up in the eyes she didn't have, the body she should have shaking.
No. was the only response Envy gave, leaning away to catch her breath, only to return to his lips more aggressively, more possessively, rubbing it in.
Satella had made out with Subaru many times, but this was wrong, all wrong, he did that of his own will, and if she ever thought he was too unstable to do such things she would simply say no. It was always him kissing her, she refused to kiss him for this very reason.
Subaru's hand left her cheek, instead wrapping around her bare back, Envy pressed her chest further into his.
Wasting absolutely no time he captured her lips again, giving into his lust as he pulled her closer to him, her bare breasts pressing further into his own chest as he hugged her closely, his mouth attached to hers as they kissed.
Satella watched in horror, doing absolutely all she could to regain control of her body as it was being used by a fake. This is not what she wanted; this isn't how it should go.
Envy chose to completely ignore her other half as she pressed herself as close to Subaru as possible, taking full advantage of him as she used her magic to remove his own towel. Had she not been busy molesting his mouth with her tongue, she would have smirked at the feeling of his own private are poking her backside, happy that her hard work has resulted in his arousal.
She leaned away for a second, an excited gleam in her eyes as she looked at him hungrily, she didn't give the flustered and confused man any time before she pinned him against the side of the bath with a smirk. Her arms restricting him from moving his head away from her as she smiles evilly.
"Mine." She whispered possessively, making Subaru's eyes widen and his grip on her loosened. He had no time to react before her lips latched to his.
"I love you." She cooed before kissing her once more. "love me love me love me love me." She whispered, moistening her lips with his saliva.
"Mine."
Subaru's heartrate increased tenfold, not due to arousal, but fear. Tears bordered at the edge of his eyes as his face turned a ghostly white. He tried to push himself away, push her away, but she was significantly stronger than him.
He thought she was Satella, but the second the word 'mine' escaped her full lips, he knew that the one he loved was not the one he was kissing.
He wanted to deny her, reject her, kill her, but there was no chance that the weakest knight in the world could beat the strongest evil to have ever existed, and so, for his, as well as everyone in the mansion's (including Satella) health and safety, he let her do what she wanted.
Envy smiled wickedly, kissing Subaru's neck and chest, not caring whatsoever for his lack of reaction.
A girlish giggle escaped her lips as she leaned away, poking and prodding his manhood with her backside.
"I love you. You love me. Love me. Mine. My love, our love, nobody else. All mine all mine all mine." Subaru watched in horror, thinking of ways to kill himself subtly.
His tongue slowly slipped between his teeth. As he was preparing to end his life, her lips latched onto his once more, sucking his tongue out of his mouth and into hers.
She caressed her lover's chest lovingly, the insane air surrounding them sending Subaru into a state of pure shock, his heart beating and tears leaking as his form trembled beneath her.
She leaned away once more, the horrified and pleading expression on his face unregistered to her.
"Satella…" he cried softly, moving his hand to cup the woman's delicate cheek carefully, using what little resolve he had left to try and pull his beloved back from the depths of Envy. "please…" his words ceased as Envy kissed him again, a giddy smile spread across her wet lips.
Satella cried, wept, bawled, screamed and shouted. The thought of her beloved being violated so viciously sending her into a self hate filled frenzy. Her body, her very own body, was being used to rape the man she loved more than the world.
She cried unseeable tears, unable to live with what was happening. She tried closing her eyes, ignoring everything, but she couldn't.
The acts her body was committing against her will brought with it unimaginable pain.
Subaru would hate her, never forgive her, her one chance completely ruined.
Subaru was panicked, not even return by death could save him, he could only hope and pray that Satella regained control, but she never did.
"minemineminemineminemineminemine" the insane mutterings of a witch sent chills up his spine, the body of the one he loved above almost everything else being used by a fake.
He hated his attraction to this body, this voice, this woman.
It all betrayed him, made the things the witch was doing easier, making his life a living hell no matter what he did, his one ability being completely useless against the entity that possessed his beloved.
He hated the effect her voice whispered in his ear gave, her rear end against his manhood, her lips on his, her eyes staring into his with such lust. All of it, he hated it, hated that it aroused him.
The events that occurred were a blur, all he knew was that it shouldn't have felt as good as it did.
With every drop of her hips, to the feeling of her pleasure filled shudders as she moaned and groaned, to the ultimate feeling of climax, only for her to keep going despite the white colouring dripping into the bath water.
Hours went by, he wasn't sure how long, but he was trapped, broken.
His brain couldn't register anything as she broke him, used him like her own personal toy, a feeling of twisted love sparking between them, the darkening room around him not registering, nor was the fact that the mansion's inhabitants were all already dead, his mind to broken to feel anything but her hips meeting his every few seconds.
The water splashed and sloshed around their hips as her body bounced on his, light bruises littering his hips and hickeys covering his entire neck almost, his eyes hollow, not red in the slightest as his tears had ceased hours ago.
The bath water was no longer just water, a sizeable amount of love fluid, from both of them, swimming around the water with them.
Satella's cries hadn't stopped for a second, but Envy had long since faded them out.
The only thing that made this all worse was the fact that Satella felt everything.
Slowly but surely, a broken half smile appeared on the black haired mans face, literal days after they had entered the bath, and he muttered the three words that he should of said days ago.
"I love you." He told the witch of Envy as he made his first contribution to their session, kissing her neck and thrusting firmly within her, once again leading them both to climax as he gripped her back an spun her around, pinning her to the wall as he began thrusting with all he had.
Satella spent the rest of eternity crying as her beloved's mind shattered to the point of no return.
The witch of envy had gotten her happy ending.