"Thanks for coming on this date with me, Emilia-tan," said Subaru, taking a bite of his sandwich.

"I should be thanking you," replied Emilia, taking a bite of her own. "You're the one who introduced me to dates!"

Oh, Emilia had no idea how important this was to Subaru, what he was thanking her for. Today was Wednesday, three days until that fated day at the end of the week where he'd once more go to meet her. With every time they met, he was impacted more and more by her. And it became more difficult to hide what he was doing from everyone else. They'd seen him staring into space a couple times, looking exhausted on Sundays. Right now, they dismissed such things as regular Subaru weird, 'Subaruisms' as some insisted on referring to them.

So Subaru was grateful Emilia had some time off of her studies today to spend with him. Not only was it a way of distracting himself from what he would be doing come Saturday, it was like a way to anchor himself. Remind himself that this is where he belonged. With Emilia-tan, the one he really loved. Not her.

The two were oblivious to the presence of a white dove several meters away, glaring at the half-elf in jealousy and possessive envy. That little half-devil whore! She saw what she was trying to do. Get close to her pet, her Subaru-kun. The fucking audacity of this meatbag! And her Subaru-kun, he was forgetting his place. Taking a meatbag on a 'date'. She'd need to remind him of his place. Where he belonged. Who owned him.

Laughing at a joke he'd shared with Emilia, Subaru suddenly felt the call of nature. In the form of pressure in his bladder. He blushed as he looked at his date. "Eh, Emilia-tan?"

Emilia slowed down her laughter to mere chuckles. "Yeah, Subaru?"

"I uh, I need to go."

"Huh? Go where?"

"You know. Go. As in," Subaru made the sound of a stream with his mouth, causing realization to dawn on Emilia's face.

"Oh, go."

"Yeah. I won't be more than a few minutes, I promise," said Subaru, getting up from his spot on the picnic cloth.

Emilia gave a playful huff. "You better, dunderhead."

"Who even says dunderhead?" muttered Subaru, heading into the forest for a decent spot to let loose. Meanwhile, the white dove followed him, seeking to reestablish the pecking order.

He found a suitable tree, sighing in relief as his golden stream hit the bark. Once he finished, he set to tuck his member back in. Only to freeze as a pair of arms wrapped around him. There were a number of things that set him off to the fact it wasn't his half-elf love interest. One was the arms. The pair he saw, as well as the hands, were a bit smaller than Emilia's, and not as pale. Second was that he knew Emilia wouldn't do such a thing as follow him, and if she had, she, to be perfectly blunt, wasn't sneaky enough for him to not notice. Third was the pair of breasts against his back weren't nearly as large as hers, at least at the moment. Fourth, and the most important hint, was the scent that pervaded his nostrils. As heavenly as always.

"C-Capella," he stammered, hands still on his cock.

The response he received was a giggle right against his ear, with a threatening undertone just beneath the surface, making his hairs stand on end. And how he wished it was from only fear.

"That's right, my dear pet! Your lovely Mama has come to see you three days early! Aren't you grateful for her generosity?"

"W-What are you doing here?" demanded Subaru, demanding his body not react. Not react to her breasts pressing against his back, her scent invading his nose.

Capella hummed. "Well, this lovely lady thought to check on her pet. Make sure the meatbags he calls friends are treating him well," she informed him, Subaru hating the skip his heart gave at the thought of her watching over him.

"W-Well, they have been treating me well, thank you very much," he replied, only to seize up as a hand suddenly neared his throat.

"Your Mama wasn't finished talking," she growled, sending shivers down his spine. "Now, as I was saying, this lovely lady was checking on her pet, when she saw something very peculiar." Her tone had darkened, hand inching closer to his throat.

"She saw you with that half-devil slut," she spat. "Spending time with her, alone. Getting close to her."

"E-Emilia-tan's not a s-slut. A-And don't call her that!" protested Subaru, only to yelp as a palm impacted his bare ass, making the cheek jiggle as a bright red handprint appeared on it.

"I'm. Not. Finished. She saw you so close to her. Telling her jokes, praising her, saying she's beautiful, an angel. Almost like you love her."

Subaru froze up at that. He knew how the Archbishop felt about love. That she deserved all the love and adoration in the world, was the only one worthy of it. Anyone else who claimed they deserved love was a foolish, insolent meatbag. Worth nothing more than the dirt beneath her feet. No, less than the dirt. Anyone who loved someone other than her was foolish scum. And she was saying he was the latter.

His self-preservation instincts kicked in, overriding the love he felt for Emilia. He hadn't Returned by Death in so long, and if this was enough to make Capella kill him, he had no idea as to when he'd go back to. This morning? Yesterday? The beginning of the week? All the way back to fucking Sanctuary? He didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

"C-Capella-sama, I-I can explai-!" Subaru was silenced by a hand covering his mouth, and shushing in his ear.

"Don't worry, Subaru-kun. Mama understands. You must be so confused. Going days without her lovely touch, spending those days around meatbags who are actually half-decent," she whispered, licking his neck afterwards, leaving a trail of her wet saliva as he shivered.

"But it's okay. Mama's here now. And she'll help you. Remind you just who you belong to~"

Her hand went down to his still free cock, which was, to her satisfaction, already showing signs of arousal, wrapping around the shaft. She gently worked him, soft palm traveling up and down the sensitive organ, a few last drops of piss being wrung out. Subaru could only moan like a submissive bitch in response, whimpering into her hand as he was worked.

His head leaned back, allowing him to inhale more of her scent, which only made her job easier, cock erecting faster as blood began to pump through the veins. Her hand left his mouth, only to make way to his cheek, turning his head so her lips could meet his own. Contrasting the shockingly gentle pace of her stroking, Capella's mouth was ravenous, tongue swiftly invading his orifice, shoving itself halfway down his throat, shoveling the blonde's drool into his mouth.

Subaru could only moan into her lips, cock finally becoming fully hard in her grasp. All the while, her teeth bit and gnawed at his lips, making the already pouty pair become swell up, looking more plump. As his air dwindled, she finally pulled away, but kept his bottom lip between her teeth. She shook it from side to side, before letting it snap back, making him whine, teeth marks visible on it.

"Mine."

Nothing but a blur to Subaru, a hand struck his ass once more, enticing another yelp. And, to his shame, a small groan.

"C-Capella-sama… n-not too loud," he whimpered. "S-She'll hear us."

The Archbishop chuckled, sending a shiver up his spine. "Oh, I have a solution for that."

Subaru didn't know the solution until a few seconds later, as something soft filled his mouth. Soft, like c-cotton, and wet…

His cock practically jumped in her hand as Subaru's brain processed what was filling his mouth. Her panties. Capella had removed her panties, and stuck them into his mouth as a gag.

"There we go," she said, hand back to stroking him. "Now we don't have to worry about that fucking whore intruding on our fun time!"

He barely heard her, inhaling the scent of her undergarments, tongue flicking at them for any drop of her juices it could find. Every time he tasted a stain on them, his dick pulsated in her grasp, to her delight.

Wanting to mark him, Capella's now free hand repeatedly struck his ass, sending the cheeks jiggling and clapping away, becoming red from her abuse. With each spank, Subaru groaned into her panties, until his rear end was numb from her relentless assault. He could barely notice anything through the haze on his mind. What he could notice, however, was two of her digits suddenly pressing against his sphincter.

Capella grinned as his eyes widened, a muffled noise of shock coming through her panties. Then, without warning, she drove her fingers into his anus, completely dry. He all but screamed into his gag, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain of the intrusion.

"Shh, don't cry~" she whispered, tongue flicking out to lick away stray tears. "It'll feel real good in just a few~"

Her fingers searched around his puckered hole, pushing against his inner walls. Until, with a jump of his cock and a loud moan, she knew she'd found it. His prostate. She wasted no time, digits ruthlessly getting to work, mercilessly pressing against and stimulating the bundle of nerves.

"HMPH, AHGH~" he uselessly moaned into his gag, precum leaking from his tip as his cumbutton was rubbed so forcefully, making her stroking even faster, lewd squish sounds echoing in the forest. He was bucking his hips into her hand, chasing the pleasure she was bringing to him.

Capella bit his earlobe, licking it afterwards. "You're making such cute faces, Subaru-kun. And Mama's the only one who can ever get to see them, isn't she?"

Subaru's only response was needy moans, almost sucking the panties into his mouth. In fact, Capella wouldn't be surprised at all if he could stuff a pair in there. He was greedy like that.

His legs trembled, shaking as his vision began to whiten. "Are you close?" she asked, stroking him even faster at the signs. "Are you going to cum? For the lovely lady who makes you feel so fucking good?"

She received a choked sob, as his eyes started to roll back into his head, cock twitching in her hand. "Do it. Cum for Mama!" With these final words, Capella rammed her fingers against his prostate, making Subaru scream against his gag, rope after rope of cum erupting from his member, hitting the tree and floor. Even as he came, Capella didn't relent, still pressing against his prostate, still stroking his shaft, wanting to milk him of every last drop.

Finally, the last ropes shooting out, Subaru's orgasm died down, vision slowly returning. His legs still shook, and tears were still in his eyes. Capella slowly, almost agonizingly dragged her fingers out of his anus, then using the same hand to remove his makeshift gag. The moment his mouth was free, Subaru took deep, trembling gasps, strings of spit between the bottom and roof of his maw. Even now, his tongue licked and reached at empty air, desiring the taste of her undergarments.

The Archbishop removed her hand from his shaft, taking the brief moment to get his lips back to normal. She didn't do the same with his ass. It would be a reminder of this, everytime he sat down.

"Now, who do you belong to?" she whispered.

Subaru took a deep breath, before answering.

"Y-You, Capella-sama."

"Good answer. Now, you can run along back to your 'date'. Just don't forget that."

She changed back into a dove, flying off. Leaving Subaru to try and remember how long it'd been since he left for 'just a few minutes', and which direction his and Emilia's picnic was in.

Notes:

Well, this was a bit more heated than the last ones, huh?

Credit for the omake idea goes to Phantomlord77 on reddit, another diligent Capella cultist. If he has an Ao3 of FFN account, I don't know what they're called. Hope you enjoyed!