AN: Hello! This story is by HornyFucker27! IT IS NOT MINE!
Hey all, extra long chapter this time. Let me know if you see any grammar mistakes or things that don't make sense since I might've been a little tipsy myself. Again, go to the end of the chapter to skip the story stuff, although if you do some of the things they say might not make sense.
Tags: doggy-style, creampie, harem, orgy, multiple-women-on-one-guy, lesbian, blowjob, cowgirl, missionary, Viennese oyster sex position (?), virginity, de-flowering, photo-taking, masturbation, lots of cum stuff.
Subaru jolted wide awake. He gasped, the pain of what had happened in his 'past life' only present in memory- his body was more than intact now, when he looked down and ran his hand across his tracksuit. Oddly enough, it seemed as if he had fallen asleep on the large open porch of some rural Japanese house in the countryside. Cicadas droned on comfortably in the background and sunlight kissed every part of Subaru's body at a perfect, 'I-just-woke-up-under-the-blankets-warm' temperature. Understandably, he collapsed back down.
Something was cold on his lips. He opened his eyes and there she was: Rem, upside down, touching a cherry-flavored popsicle to his lips and he felt nostalgic. Had he done this before? He did remember in his youth, living somewhere similar with his grandparents. Yes, the ice-cream and sweets served by unconditionally-loving grandparents always made him feel fuzzy inside, the same way he was feeling now, having bit off a chunk of cold confectionary and letting it melt on his tongue.
She broke off from a short kiss. "Comfy?," Rem giggled. She sat down cross legged behind where Subaru was laying so that she could shimmy his head on her lap. And with the added softness of her thighs he could've passed out right then and there.
"Am I in heaven?," he whispered with half-lidded eyes.
"Mhm. Look, our kids are playing in the field. Right there," Rem pointed. Subaru got up slightly and there they were, two small human beings in the distance chasing one another. "That sounds like heaven to me."
"Rem.."
She ran a finger across his chin. "Ah, but no kind and merciful God would allow anyone in heaven to have this kind of stubble. Subaru-kun, you've really let yourself go, haven't you?," she mused. "Haha, those kids are a handful, aren't they..."
"What time is it? Where am I?," Subaru asked.
"It is midday and you are in Japan," she replied. "Have you lost your memory again?"
"No no I...I remember it all. It's just...I don't remember feeling this good."
His eyes had now adjusted well to the light. Everything had this heavenly orange-ish glow to it: the outline of Rem's face and waist long hair glowed slightly and her smile was more beautiful than it already was. The wood of the house was clean- not clinically so, but like it had been built in the past year and was just beginning to settle into its new home, where it would age and be decorated with flavorful moss and vines. A small breeze made handmade wind-chimes sing from the rooftop and large swaths of wheat and tall grass rustle against one another.
"Oh? I'm glad to hear it!," Rem sang. "I feel pretty good too. Want to go for a walk? The weather is perfect today!"
"Yeah I-"
A concentrated ball of energy that was one of their children rushed up and body slammed Subaru back down on the porch, and the other one did so to Rem as well. The former had blue hair and black eyes and looked very much like his father, while the latter had shoulder-length black hair and blue eyes and looked like her mother.
"Daddy daddy!," he exclaimed like he just discovered how to yell. "I want ice-cream too!"
"There's only one left idiot and it's mine!," the other yelled.
Rem ran her fingers through her daughter's hair, smoothing out any knots and loose bits of dirt that might've ended up there from playing. In the other hand was her ice-cream, far far away from any open mouths. "Now now you two. This is mommy and daddy's ice-cream, yes? You had your chance but you chose to play instead..."
"Whaaaaat?!"
"Moooom!"
"No fair!"
Rem stifled her laughter. "Sorry. I don't make the rules around here..."
"Mommy, Ikeda pushed me and now my head's bleeding."
"What?!" Now both the parent's attention was on their daughter, sheepishly looking down at Rem's lap. "Where?," Subaru exclaimed. But Ikeda got the hint. He took two steps behind them and snatched the popsicle straight from Rem's hand and they ran away laughing.
The two parents sat like an old elderly couple, too tired- no, too comfy to give chase. They could never keep up with them anyway, and they busied themselves with domestic talk.
"Subaru-kun?"
He returned to his position on his wife's lap and gave a small tone in response.
"Did you...order something online?," she asked meekly.
"Yeah that kitchen gadget we were talking about," he responded, eyes still closed. "Y'know, the thing that cuts apples into even slices-"
"-because something came in the mail today and..."
He sat up like a horrified vampire waking up from his coffin.
"My my Su-ba-ru-kuuun,~" Rem drawled. "Still such a naughty boy after all these years?~"
"...I didn't think it would come so early now," he breathed.
"Well it came alright. And it's not the only thing that's *ahem! going to come tonight."
"Rem, please. It was meant to be a surprise. And I know I'll be going away for a while so-"
"-so you bought me a vibrator?"
"...well...yeah."
Rem let out a hearty belly laugh and made her husband lie back down on her lap so that she could bend over and kiss him after whispering: "How thoughtful.~"
Subaru, upon Returning From Death, decides that maybe going to 'work' wasn't such a good idea.
"What?!," Anastasia Hoshin yelled. "Why not?! This is your first day and I have investors lined up to the street!"
"I'm sorry! I just can't!"
They were standing in one of the corridors of the Roswaal mansion and it looked like, by the way they were dressed, the purple haired fluffy girl personally rode all the way out here in order to pick Subaru up. He was still dressed in his pajamas and was getting verbally pushed closer and closer against its walls.
"Subaru. Are you trying to make me look bad?," she asked rhetorically. She was getting dizzy just imagining the field day she would have apologizing to investors, sending employees home early, cancelling meetings and making herself look like an absolute fool in the meanwhile. The name of Hoshin was not one associated with the word 'cancel'. "We had a contract, yes? A legally binding contract? I don't care if you're sick or dying. I need your cum and I'm not going to let those prostitutes I paid for go to waste!"
"...that's your main concern?!...," Subaru muttered dryly. "Look, you know that I do some weird things from time to time. And every single time that weirdness is justified! (This was the closest he could get to explaining RBD) I'm telling you, I have a really bad feeling about this."
She looked down and sighed. "While I do admit following your strangeness leads to some good things on occasion, I can't let this day go to waste because of it! Su-ba-ru! I poured so much into this! First impressions matter, don't you know?!"
But if he left for work, there is, without a shadow of a doubt, a one hundred percent chance that the Roswaal mansion would get attacked by the Witch Cult. No way he could evacuate the entire mansion's residents and even if he could, they would still find them. They would still find her. Subaru looked down as well and sunk his teeth into the side of his index finger so that the his mind could avoid seeing Emilia getting raped again.
"You want cum and I can't leave...," he mumbled.
"For some unknown reason that you still won't tell me, yes. That seems to be the situation. Gods, Subaru-san. You always find a way to make my job just a little bit more difficult, you know that?"
Hesitance stifled his words. "Why don't...we have it here?," he proposed.
"Huh?"
"I don't imagine this whole operation requires 'that' much equipment-"
A cold open palm struck his cheek. Looks like if you wanted to insult her, making fun of her businesses would be the way to go. "-I have an entire factory you idiot! I have barrels and barrels and barrels lined up against the wall, I have a hundred hands ready to turn your unrefined cum into something that I can sell and I have people watching to see if its something they can invest in!"
"Okay okay. Sorry. But it can be done, can't it?," Subaru asked. "This is the Hoshin Anastasia we're talking about here. She can move mountains with a single sentence after all!"
Another colder open palm struck his other cheek. "I am running on two hours of sleep you ass!," she screamed with pinpoint pupils. She reared her arm again, ready to strike like a pissed off cobra. But the flattery got to the better of her and she calmed down after a minute of thinking. "But..the aforementioned handicap does make it even more impressive if I..."
"So when can you get everyone here?"
Her glare said it all. She was furious, annoyed, tired and horny all at the same time. "Wipe that disgusting smile off your face Subaru-san," she growled. "I'm going to kick the shit out of you tonight."
"Fair."
As much as he would've liked to help his business partner with her excessively large workload, he had to stay behind. He didn't know exactly when the Witch Cult would arrive at their mansion and take revenge for the hundred cultists Subaru blew up. Maybe that was a bad idea, but the victory sex afterwards made it all worth it in his mind. He paced back and forth wondering what the game plan was. From his past death, there were around twenty cultists who had broken in and gangraped everyone, but they seemed to be of a higher rank- Petelgeuse especially.
There was no way he could try the same trick as before: Petelgeuse would see it coming a mile away.
"What are you muttering about over there?," Beatrice said in an irritated tone. Subaru bonked his head on the nearest bookshelf sending two books tumbling down to the floor.
"Beatrice, how hard is it to kill a Witch Cultist?," he groaned, his eyes closed and his forehead resting on the bookshelf.
She raised her eyebrow. "A Witch Cultist? Difficult, I suppose. They have been around for a long time and thus can counter a lot of common magic. Except for an explosion spell, it seems."
He groaned even louder. Beatrice sighed: she just wanted to spend her day as it usually went, reading books and drinking tea. She bookmarked her textbook with a homemade feathery bookmark that Puck had made for her on her birthday and set it aside so that all of her attention was now on the man in front of her. "The quicker I entertain him the quicker he'll go away," she thought.
"Why do you ask?"
"Because they're going to attack. Today. But I don't know when or exactly how many will show up!"
"And how do you know-" Beatrice stopped herself, remembering the events of two days ago. Well, she was reading, but she remembered what Emilia had told her about the night. "-ah. Just a hunch I suppose?"
He looked at her and nodded. "Sure, just a hunch."
She narrowed her eyes. The man in the weird outfit got her eyes when they first met, but the more they talked the more he got her attention. Because he didn't understand the language too well, was completely and utterly hopeless in anything magic related, and was a complete baboon as a butler. She wondered how someone like him could even survive to the age he did? Was he a Witch Cultist sympathizer? No no, then why would he be telling Beatrice about the attack? Was he born with some kind of prophetic magic or something?
"Well that's quite the predicament," she began. "Let's suppose some number of Cultists will attack the mansion at some time. We could evacuate immediately although that doesn't seem to solve the problem: we would have to come back eventually and they would show up eventually again."
"We have to fight them Beatrice!," Subaru exclaimed. "That's why I ask!"
"Risky. You don't even know how many might show up. And if there are more, we would surely lose. The Witch Cult's magic is notorious for its mana efficiency, unlike the magic we use."
"Wait what?"
She nodded. "The longer a fight goes on, the more mana we lose during our spellcasts and-"
His eyes widened. Subaru nearly tripped himself by how quickly he slid down his pants and underwear, to Beatrice's horror. Later on, he would regret exposing himself like that, but he was too excited at the slightest hint that they could win the fight. She screamed, covered her eyes with one hand and began throwing books at the pervert. Including the same bookmarked book.
"AAAAAAAHHHH!," she shrieked while pulling books off the shelf to throw. "WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS HOLIEST ARE YOU DOING?!"
"So if we had more mana we would win?!," he exclaimed over her screaming.
"YES! YES SUBARU, NOW PLEASE COVER YOURSELF! YOU DISGUSTING PERVERT!"
"Beatrice, listen to me!," Subaru began. But she had her back turned so that he couldn't see Beatrice's maddening blush. She had never imagined his flaccid cock to be that big. "Apparently my ejaculate is chock-full of mana! Like, I know it sounds stupid and I'm not trying to come onto you or anything but I even made a deal with Anastasia where she would milk me and sell the-"
His head cocked back and he collapsed on his back with a red square mark on his forehead. Beatrice had thrown a small bible-looking book (maybe it was Lugnica's holy book, it was symbolic too because Subaru just revealed himself) so that she could stop hearing crazy talk, and start hearing crazy talk from square one.
"SHUT UP!," she yelled. "Now, I have to ask. What is it that you are talking about?! Have you gone mad?!"
He sat up and locked eyes with the loli. She was sitting on the stool with a leg crossed over the other, and her arms were folded as well. Subaru was getting mad dominatrix vibes from where he was sitting, but he had more pressing concerns at hand.
"My cum has mana," was all he said. Beatrice rolled her eyes in dismissal.
"I'm flattered. But there are better ways of satisfying your sexual urges, you know. Now get out of my library before I annihilate you."
The situation felt like a scene in a Bethesda game where he didn't have enough points put into Charisma. And with the only way to load a prior save being to commit suicide, he found no other option than to get up and begin walking out. No way Beatrice would allow Subaru to jerk off right then and there to prove himself so he would have to come back a later time having done the deed...
But just as he was reaching for the doorknob, he, in all his lower-half nakedness, jumped back when the door opened first. Rem dropped the feather duster she was holding and yelped in surprise: not at Subaru's nakedness (we all know she was very used to that) but simply because she wasn't expecting to see him in Beatrice's library.
"Subaru!," she chirped. "Why aren't you wearing your pants?" She put two and two together. "Oh my. Beatrice, you are okay, aren't you?"
"Disgusting!," Beatrice immediately called. "We did nothing of the sort! The animal barged in, said a few words and took off his pants!"
Rem did notice that the typical musky smell that lingers after sex- whether it be sweat or cum or pheromones was missing. She shrugged it off and took his hand. "Didn't you have to work with Hoshin-san today?," she asked.
"Never mind that for now." Subaru shut the door and walked Rem up to Beatrice who was more than fed up at this point. "Tell her about my cum Rem!," he pleaded. "About the mana!"
"Oh! Uhm...yes, it is very...sticky...and *ahem! full of mana, as he says," she stammered. She couldn't help but side-eye his crotch. "Hoshin-san plans on using the ejaculate as a consumable mana potion."
"He's a Precursor?," Beatrice asked.
"He says he's from a land called Ja-pan."
"Could you use my cum to power your spellcasts?," Subaru babbled quickly.
"I suppose. But from what I read, mana potions are highly refined from a certain plant located near the Empire of Vollachia. And I suspect your ejaculate would be subject to the same kind of refinement."
Now he understood what all that equipment he saw in Anastasia's factory was for. He was under the impression that all they needed to do was milk him, mix it with some water, bottle up and it's good to go. And when Rem left the library with a book under her arm having vouched for Subaru's claim, he was immediately asked to provide a 'sample'. He was lucky Beatrice was so curious about this topic. She had only heard of people with such powers in story books, not actual accounts of Lugnica's history. And if they did exist, who could've known that one of them was jerking off in the corner a few feet from her?
A breeze of intoxicating pheromones made its way to where Beatrice was sitting, despite the fact that all windows and doors were shut. She was getting redder and dizzier by the moment, although her frown never faltered. Her pride wouldn't allow her to be horny- at least not until after she discovers what consists of Subaru's cum. He ambled over fully clothed now with a large cylindrical glass tube that was wide enough so that Subaru could C-clamp it with his hand. White liquid filled it halfway and it sloshed as he walked, with the consistency of a thick salad dressing.
She moved her face away from other glass tube. "S-Subaru," Beatrice coughed with it in her hands. "I said I only needed a drop."
"You're making no sense," he replied. "What am I supposed to do- cum a little bit and shut off the hose? It doesn't work like that."
"Whatever." From the container she poured it onto the same opaque crystal Anastasia used to test her theory. And surprise surprise, the crystal glowed like a miniature ball of burning hydrogen and helium. It was so bright in fact, that she recoiled backwards with her eyes closed and when she did, the liquid sloshed backwards and sent droplets of cum on Beatrice's sleeve. The smell overpowered her nose and her small pussy was getting wetter by the second. The longer she talked, the more her juices would stain her pants and dribble down the side of the stool she was sat on.
"Yeah," she panted. "Okay..."
"You're looking a little flustered there Beatrice," Subaru purred. His cock noticed and slowly grew in size.
"It's so...musky...I didn't expect that," she breathed. "I suppose any fighter would be able to drink this and absorb some of its mana. No no, they would probably gag at how slimy it is."
"So dilute it and that's that?"
"Then you'd be losing it's potency." She wobbled side to side like she was drunk, so she had to steady herself with a hand on her table. "The trick is to keep it mana-rich while making it easy to drink and quick to absorb by the body."
"Can you do it?"
Her mouth was drooling when she locked eyes with Subaru.
Beatrice moaned so loud the entire Kingdom of Lugnica could hear it. "OH MY GOD!~ AH! SUBARU! SLOW DOWN! PLEASE!" Her moans were accompanied by the sounds of lewd wet smacking of Subaru's thighs against Beatrice's soft and small ass. With a forceful hand on her back she was bent over on the dark wooden table- the glass containers and metal tools clinked and clanked as Subaru fucked her like a dog in heat. A beaker of some blue liquid fell and shattered on the ground.
"OOOH...!~ SU-BA-RU! PLEASE...MY...CHEMICALS!~," she moaned. She was desperately trying to keep her sanity but her entire body felt too good. How long had it been since she had sex? It's been years. All this time, she chose to get her romantic (and horny) escapades between the pages of a book. And it was incomparable to the pleasure of the real thing. She didn't have to move a toy back and forth. Everything was so natural and so real; the smacking, the sweat, the pheromones, the warm meat inside her and the grunts and groans behind her.
"Oh shit," Subaru panted, looking at the mess on the ground. "Was that important?"
"No I can...mmmm!~...get some more...!"
"You sound like a real whore, you know that?," Subaru growled, bent even further. His warm breath tickling her earlobe sent more shivers down her spine.
"Subaru...I'm gonna...CUM...AGAIN!" As she moaned that, she felt her hair getting pulled under his fist. Her back was arched completely as she had her 'tongue-flopped-out-eyes-rolled-back' orgasm for the fifth time today. Subaru's balls felt lighter and lighter as semen was poured into the loli's womb and when it was full, it leaked down her legs.
Her face was planted on the desk. "We don't...have any more tissues...," she panted. "Oh...I could get pregnant..."
"I'll take responsibility then~," Subaru laughed. They both simultaneously looked to the right, where there was a glass jug, like the one they store moonshine in, filled completely with Subaru's cum. Cum that had been from when Subaru pulled out the other four times. "So...what now?"
Beatrice sobered up. "Now...we wait for Anastasia I suppose. If what she said was true, then she should have more chemicals to turn this into something we could actually use."
"And then we can have enough mana to fight them..."
"And enough mana to cast some of our more expensive and powerful spells. We might stand a chance against the Witch Cult."
Our main protagonist couldn't believe what was happening outside the mansion entrance.
"Hi Subaru-kyun!~"
"Good evening, Subaru-san."
"We meet again commoner~!"
Their guards were setting up a perimeter around the mansion and dragon-carriages were being tied down to the posts. Anastasia walked up to the servants of the mansion while Ferris, Crusch, Priscilla, Elsa and the well dressed investors stood back. They hadn't been formally allowed to enter, after all, while Anastasia had been coming and going throughout the day, getting everything ready for the business. Just as she planned, and just as Subaru planned.
"A-Anastasia?," Subaru stammered nervously. "Why are these people here?"
Crusch spoke for her. "For business," she said with a small smile. "We would like to see what we're investing in, after all."
"You're the investors?!"
"Can we go inside already?," Priscilla snorted. "It's getting cold!"
Ram opened the double doors and Rem gently pushed Subaru out of the way. "Yes, of course," Rem said while bowing. "Please come in, make yourselves at home."
It's getting dark...he did double takes constantly, seeing purple mist where there is none. As Rem, Ram and the other maids served tea and snacks for the investors who were sat at the dinner table, Subaru was constantly side-eyeing the windows for any signs of the Witch Cult. Not that anyone noticed- they were busy listening to Anastasia's business jargon and technical stuff. Except for Crusch, that is.
The equipment consisted of large industrial sized drums suspended a foot off the ground so that gravity would allow liquid to be drained from a tap at the bottom, conveyor belts, wooden crates and copper machines powered by mana captured in hollow glass balls. Logically enough, they were enormous: Subaru wondered what sort of black magic Anastasia had to use to get it to fit through the double doors. It seemed like Beatrice had informed Anastasia about the jug of semen they had collected beforehand, because there were vials of refined mana potions being produced already. It was a steady pace, not too quick but not too slow either. They were being produced one by one, coming off the conveyor belt and dropping into a wooden crate filled with hay. Although upon further inspection, when Subaru picked one up and felt the material it was made out of, the hay wasn't really necessary. The cylinder had the same dimensions as a finger and was made out of some faux-glass. Subaru could drop one of these vials off the Empire State building and it would still be in one piece.
He straightened up. Anastasia led the group of immaculately well dressed investors to the machines and began explaining how it all worked. On the edge of the group stood Crusch, a tall elegant but dangerous woman in a dark green and black dress, who met eyes with Subaru and gave him a wink that said: "I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight." That is, if they could survive this attack that no one except Beatrice and Subaru knew about.
"My my, your inventions seems to be well-liked!," Rem mused as each investor picked up their respective vials and downed it in one go. They didn't have a glow of energy around them, but they did recoil back like they were shoved in the chest.
"Urghh..." Subaru shouldn't have felt sick to his stomach, watching them drink his sperm as refined as it was. "Yup. They look pretty happy about it. Do you think Anastasia told them what it is?"
The liquid itself was a far departure from its source. It was a bright blue liquid and it looked, smelt and tasted exactly like Gatorade. Rem, Subaru and the other maids stood from afar. And they watched as they all simultaneously turned around and looked at Subaru.
"Now they know!," Rem giggled.
"She could've just told them I was her business partner or something, right?"
Despite the indecipherable looks Subaru got from the group of women, he was happy. He was happy because no one was dead or getting tortured or getting raped. "Maybe the investor's guards outside scared Petelgeuse away?," he wondered. But not a minute later, everyone in the mansion heard it: the sounds of warriors and mercenaries screaming for their lives. Earth dragon's roared their final breaths and wooden carriages snapped as if they were made out of toothpicks.
The Witch Cultists were walking towards the mansion, shrouded by their signature purple mist.
Subaru passes the 100 speech check...
"Anastasia!"
"Subaru?!"
"What's going on?!"
"Witch Cultists!"
While everyone was getting ready to fight, staring at the bad guys from the windows, Anastasia marched towards the somewhat nervous Subaru and kissed him deeply on the lips right in front of Rem. Subaru stammered a confused: "Why?"
"(Somehow...you planned this, didn't you?)," she beamed in a hushed voice. "(You're a genius! I love you!)"
Before he could even blink, Anastasia was diligently handing out vial after vial from the box tucked under her arm, all while walking as if she just won the lottery. And then she ran outside, risking getting destroyed by the Unseen Hand, handing out vial after vial to the remaining guards still alive. It seemed to turn the tide, because the purple mist stopped progressing towards them. They stopped and Subaru could now see the shadow figures more clearly. In the middle of the mist was undoubtedly Petelgeuse. From his back protruded his Unseen Hands like he was Doctor Octopus, and they began circling his Cultists defensively. The guards lined up and cast spells but the Unseen Hands blocked them all, not that anyone except Subaru could see.
"Rem...I love you."
"NO SUBARU-KUN!," Rem screeched, just barely missing his hand.
Subaru ran past the line of bewildered guards with nothing but the clothes on his back. And once he was in No Man's Land, he began casually walking towards the enemy until he was face to face with the personification of Evil itself.
"Petelgeuse," he said loud enough so that he could hear. The was still a good space between them.
"Oh? You know of my name, but I know not of yours...? HOW ADMIRABLE!," he screamed.
"My name is Natsuki Subaru."
"N-a-t-s-u-k-i S-u-b-a-r-u...," he said enunciated very slowly. "Yesyesyesyesyesyes, such a name cannot be from a city of such cowards!" Subaru saw a hand circle around him like a snake toying with it's food, but he did his best not to show any signs of fear. He would solve this diplomatically.
"Why have you stopped?," he asked.
"...have you felt it too?," Petelgeuse shivered. He ripped chunks of his skin off. "From sloth to fear to absolutely NOT SLOTH?! How can this be?! They pretend to be powerful and they believe it!"
Subaru took a step closer. "Pretend? If they are pretending, why don't you come and tear them apart?"
Petelgeuse stepped closer as well. "...do you know something Nat-suki Subaru? YES! I SEE THE LOOK IN YOUR EYES! YOU TRULY TRULY TRUUUUUUUUUUUULY KNOW SOMETHING!"
"Yeah, I do. We have more mana than you can imagine. We can dismember every single last one of you in the blink of an eye, and still have mana left over."
Petelgeuse stared, let Subaru's words sink in, and laughed. It was a true, rolling-on-the ground, can't breathe laugh. He didn't notice when Subaru turned around and looked at a certain spot in the distance: one of the balconies of the Roswaal mansion. Subaru pointed at a spot where Petelgeuse's Unseen Hands didn't fully cover his followers, and Beatrice readied herself. She plopped off the corks of three vials and downed them all simultaneously, giving her a blue glow in her eyes. The effect happened almost instantly thanks to all that refinement. She felt power in her veins. She felt like she could run multiple marathons back to back. While the Nazi's used Meth in WW2, these magic-users will use Subaru's cum to give them that fighting edge.
Beatrice felt mana from every inch of her body condense into her open palms. They were raised to the Heavens. Her clothes and hair were dancing violently in the wind- she was calling upon the strength of the universe to kill these bastards. The concrete balcony she was standing on began to crack and her vision shook. She closed her palms and the clouds in the sky parted. The guards saw the blade from a sword, transparent but shining with an exquisite rainbow aura form from dancing particles in the air. Beatrice was about to send a planet-sized sword crashing onto them. The ground beneath them rumbled and air rushed past them towards the sword. It was about as big as a skyscraper.
"What the Hell is going on?!," the guards screamed.
Beatrice still had her arms high up in the air with one fist on top of the other like there was an invisible sword she was holding. "ENULCI!" She swung her invisible sword, and a shockwave rumbled from her fists. Everything went quiet. The sword used to kill God was brought down on top of the Witch Cultists at an impossibly fast speed, directly where Petelgeuse's Unseen Hand wasn't covering. And it was like a nuke had gone off. White light blinded everyone as they were flung backwards off the ground from the shockwave. But when that subsided, they still couldn't see because plumes of brown dust covered the battlefield.
One of the guards got up and cast a wind spell, blowing away all the dust.
Petelgeuse was still alive with one knee on the ground. The cultists were still alive too. The only cultists that were eviscerated were the ones that Subaru pointed to. While the ground beneath them was now a crater, the Unseen Hands protecting them made it seem as if they were invincible. But Petelgeuse did look a little worse for wear.
"That was just a taste of what we can do!," Subaru yelled. "Wanna try the real thing?!"
"REEEEEEEEETREAT!," he yelled. Everyone except Petelgeuse dematerialized. "Guards? Potions? Spells?! Spells I haven't seen in decades HAHAHA?! Natsuki Subaru...how did you know we were coming? THERE IS A TRAITOR IN OUR RANKS! I THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME KNOW! But...we'll be coming for the half-witch. Soon..."
He too dematerialized. Subaru won.
It would be a lie to say that the investors weren't just a little suspicious of what had just happened. A group of well-armed, mentally-ready Witch Cultists forced to retreat with the aid of one man, one spell-caster and Anastasia's product? How convenient. But it was cleared up at the long dinner table by the CEO herself that, she had not planned a single second of it and was just as surprised as they were to see the Witch Cult. As a result of the fiasco, the atmosphere in the dinning area was tremendous. People didn't know whether to eat or chat (both were equally good), glasses clinked in celebration and laughter occurred pretty much every second.
This really did feel like a proper celebration. Subaru hadn't seen this in a long time. The only ones he saw were the ones you were supposed to have like birthdays, Christmases or weddings, the ones where half were excited to be there and the other half just wanted to die. No, everyone around the table were stoked for their future of guaranteed profits from their investment.
"Barusu-" Ram tugged lightly at his shirt to get his attention, and Ram subtly pointed at Roswaal's glass. It was empty, for the tenth goddamn time.
"You got it!," Subaru nodded. Diligently, he fast-walked towards the underground wine cellar that was hidden under the kitchen, picked out the most expensive looking bottle and returned to the table to pour it not only for Roswaal, but everyone at the table. The other maids even brought out fresh glasses as to not spoil the taste of the expensive wine.
"Ah, Subaru!," Roswaal called. "I forgot we had that in stock! Thaaaaaaaaaank you, this is the perfect time for a taste!"
The maids and butlers were doing a phenomenal job also. After bringing out fresh glasses to the table whilst also clearing empty plates, they came back with even more food. But somehow the table always managed to have space available, thanks to clever positioning tricks the Roswaal maids and butlers had learned from their years of service. There was golden ducks with vegetables around it, a large roasted pig, pastas, salads, bowls of colourful sauces and cutlery everywhere. It was a carefully chaotic dance of a scene. At no point did the maids ever feel as if things had gone wrong. The only thing wrong was that Roswaal managed to get drunk before dessert was served.
"When I'm sober Subaru...," he slurred. "...we need to talk about giving you a raise..."
Subaru stopped pouring the wine. "A raise? No no, that's-"
"-stop being sooooooo humble! You can be proud every now and again! Who else can say that they've managed to fend off an army of Witch Cultists?"
"Sir, it was mostly all of Anas- Hoshin-san's work," Subaru clarified. With her mouth full, she perked up at the sound of her name. "She was the one who tiresomely got all the equipment here and brought us here today. Without me, it would've gone the same. With them running away with their tails between their legs."
"Ah, but that's were you're wrong!," Roswaal countered. "You saw what happened after Beatrice's 'Enulci'. They were still standing! Trust me Subaru, the Witch Cult will remaining standing no matter how much mana we have. Or how many people we have too."
"I see."
"What you did, my boy, was bluff. And oh, so expertly so! And he believed it, hook, line and sinker!"
He went off on some tipsy spiel, so Subaru left for the kitchen. But not before receiving a wink from Anastasia that would probably be illegal in 50 different countries back on Earth. And there at the sink, he began to absentmindedly wash the dishes that had piled up to the sky. Rem noticed this too and began drying the clean dishes side by side with Subaru.
"It seems to be going well!," she hummed.
"Yeah, it seems! Did'ya notice the military dude?," Subaru gushed. How could Rem not, he had a very dominating presence and his medals shone like orbs under the light of the chandelier.
"I heard he wants to own half of your company!"
"My- Rem, it's not my company. It's Anastasia's."
"Ho? I didn't know. But you do serve a very vital part in its functioning, do you not?"
"Pretty much."
"Then from where I stand, you own all of the company."
Subaru did a little tip-toe dance. "I have a good feeling about this Rem," he cheered. "We'll make a lot of money, defeat the White Whale, defeat Petelgeuse and his cronies and save Lugnica once and for all!"
"Barusu! Rem!" The two turned around to see Ram standing against the kitchen doorway. "I need your help!"
The 'after-party' commences...
When the drunk Roswaal had to be carried to his room with each arm around Rem and Subaru's shoulders, that was when some investors took it as a sign to leave. They had finished their dessert, drank half their weight in alcohol and left on good terms with Anastasia, who was staying behind with a small group of women. Ferris, Crusch, Priscilla, Anastasia, Elsa. And the maids / residents of the Roswaal mansion, Emilia, Ram, Beatrice and Petra had also let their hair down. The after party was held in the living room, rather on impromptu, on the red carpet next to the cobblestone fireplace. There were couches and pillows strewn as needed, and you could tell that Ram was drunk because she didn't give a single shit that some women also brought desserts and wine, risking spilling it over the carpet. Petra and Ram were telling stories to one another on the couch, while Emilia, Puck and Beatrice were talking over the elections.
After tucking Roswaal into bed, Rem and Subaru came downstairs to the wholesome scene. They may as well have been looking in the modern Garden of Eden: beautiful women dressed in pretty dresses, sipping wine, letting the soft music be background noise as they chatted away. Subaru's eyes made their way over to Anastasia. He never knew she could smile like that. A weary smile, albeit, but with the same energy as a mother staying up late to provide for her children. Out of context, he would've thought that who he was seeing, tinted orange by the fireplace, was just a regular, wholesome (yet beautiful) woman.
"Subaru! Rem!" Anastasia noticed them standing at the foot of the stairway and waved them over. "Come and try this cake!"
Elsa and Crusch shuffled over to make room. He felt every single pair of eyes linger on Subaru as the duo sat down with the group and it felt like they were sat around a campfire: except the light was coming from behind Anastasia and the campfire in the middle was replaced by a modest white and pink cake.
Food? In the living room? Subaru glanced at Ram. "Are we allowed to have food in the living room...?," he asked in a low voice.
"Subaru-kun, you haven't eaten anything all night!," Rem said. Crusch plated two portions of cake and gave it to the duo. "I think nee-sama can overlook it just this one time."
The group of investors exchanged quick glances at each other and nodded, but Subaru was too distracted by his food to notice.
"We...were just discussing the product," Elsa coyly began. Subaru turned his attention to his left. Her hair was now in a ponytail and she was wearing an expensive midnight black dress that showed too much cleavage and had shimmering details on it to make it resemble the night sky. Her face was bright red, second to Priscilla. They had been drinking the most out of the group, although they were more in control than Subaru could ever be after one glass. "About sustainability and such?"
Crusch, sat to the right of Rem, spoke up. "Yes, details on these new 'mana plants'. If they can be easily grown and harvested, produce reliable yields, and so forth."
"Mana-" Anastasia winked at him. She hadn't told them that the product they were investing in was made of cum. "Yeah, they're pretty much the perfect plant to make mana out of," Subaru easily explained. "Easy to plant, quick to grow and resistant to most diseases we know."
Priscilla snorted. She was lying on her side with her head propped up with an elbow. "Really? That's convenient. And how is it that no one else has discovered it until now?"
Bullshit mode 100 activated. He dug deep from his days of high school biology. "Through the process of 'selective-breeding', a new technique of creating plants I invented."
"Hooo?," Priscilla moaned. "Breeding? Selective? Tell me more.~"
"You breed a plant that has some qualities you want and you breed it with a similar plant. Their offspring will be more likely to have that quality. Do this enough times, and a plant that originally had low yields of mana will have higher yields," Subaru lied through his teeth. He sounded very confident- nonchalant even, as if it was common knowledge. Technically, where he was from, it was. Their lips curled into a grin, and their grins turned into full blown laughter. Everyone except Crusch was laughing, who was just fixated with a blank expression on Subaru.
"Hahahaha! Oh wow!," Anastasia crowed. "You are such a good liar!"
"Huh?! What's going on?"
"I told them about the cum Subaru, they knew already! Goodness, you lie as naturally as you breathe, don't you?"
"That's...quite impressive," Crusch purred.
They talked about everything under the sun: politics, the White Whale, Hoshin's Trading Company, the future, for a half-hour. And in that time the pressure had been building. Crusch felt her lower area get wetter every time Subaru opened his mouth. There was this intense sense of mystery that she couldn't wrap her head around and she desperately wanted to know more. She imagined finding out some mystery while Subaru was inside her and she involuntarily bit her lip. Her and every other woman there got a little pensive and shy when Anastasia brought up the topic of Subaru's balls.
"It's massive," she said with her hands. "This big. I don't expect we'll run out of semen any time soon."
"How can they talk about my jizz so casually?!," Subaru thought.
"Really?," Elsa huffed. It just occurred to Subaru that she was the only woman he hadn't fucked despite being arguably the hottest, especially in the way that she acted. She was dangerous, impulsive and hot. Ram, Beatrice, Emilia and Petra was now sat in with the group. "Prove it."
"What do I get?," Subaru chuckled, taking a sip of red wine.
"Subaru, you have to know your priorities here!," Anastasia said. "Elsa...is your investor! If she doesn't have faith in our products and its production 'facilities', then how can we expect our business to grow?"
"Plus she'll see it no matter what you say, so make it easy on yourself," Priscilla commented casually.
All eyes were on him. It was like he was a monkey in a zoo exhibit. "Fine. Suit yourself." He stood up. He made sure every single one of his actions were slow and deliberate in order to tease Elsa. He unzipped his zipper and the girls covered their mouths and giggled.
"He's really gonna do it?"
"How embarrassing...~"
He took off his pants and threw it to the side. The sight of Subaru's monster cock bulging from his underwear would be enough to make some of them climax prematurely. They had never seen something that big and girthy and veiny, especially Emilia.
"Look look! Emilia's drooling!," Petra called.
"W-What?! Am not!," the half elf stuttered.
But when she turned around, her mouth was agape and drool did indeed leak from the sides of her mouth. Subaru's lower half was fully naked, his cock and balls swinging with every little moment he made. It was truly hypnotic, for Emilia at least. But even the women who had seen it before crowed and cheered like they just discovered gold. This must be what it feels like when men stare at boobs, Subaru thought, rolling his eyes.
"Wow...yeah Emilia hadn't ever seen Subaru's cock before, had she?," Priscilla said with a mouthful of biscuit. "How cute! D'ya think she's a virgin too?"
"C-C-Can we c-change the subject?" Emilia was red as a tomato and covering her face with splayed hands, but she could still see Subaru's genitalia through her fingers. It was mostly to hide her virgin embarrassment, although everyone could tell by now when they looked at where she was sitting. Her legs were hugged tight to her chest, making it so that Subaru could see dampness that had probably been there before he whipped his cock out. Subaru was blushing too.
"They look so delicious...," Elsa growled like a hungry lion while licking her lips. "I want to bite one off and keep it inside me forever."
Anastasia motioned Subaru to sit. "Okaaay, we can't allow you to do that," she said. "But what we can do is give you a demonstration of how much cum Subaru can produce!"
The women made noises of surprise, excitement and arousal all in one as Anastasia knelt down to the man, sitting with his palms flat on the carpet behind his back, and began to give him a handjob. She held it with both hands, feeling how heavy the limp rod of meat was, and clamped her hands around it.
"Ah..!" He held hands with her before, but they felt even softer when they were coiled around his dick.
"Aww...poor Subaru," Priscilla said with mock-pity. "Are you not used to having people watch?"
"Gah...fuck you Priscilla," he said, rocking his head back and groaning.
"How long will this take Hoshin-san?," Crusch asked. "It'll be profitable if we can extract more in the shortest period of time, no?"
He was now completely erect in her stroking hands. "It depends," she replied. "The more aroused he is, the faster he'll cum. Isn't that right Subaru? What would make you aroused?"
They looked at him with red, nervous faces. With one hand around Anastasia's wrist, he answered with all seriousness. "Take off your dresses."
They looked at each other and nodded. As slowly as he did, they took off their garb but their lacy bras and panties were still on, almost as if to say: "If you want to see more, you'll have to take it off yourself." to Subaru. They all were coloured with the owner's favorite colors. Ferris wore blue and white, Crusch wore a dark green and so on. He scanned every single one of their half-naked bodies, scorching the sight into his memory, but his dick was diamond-hard when he saw Emilia. She was the last to take off her white wedding-style dress because of how embarrassed she was. Her fingers were shaking. She needed a little bit of help from Rem and Ram but eventually she got it all off. All of it, no underwear or bra. Her nipples and genitals were covered by her arms.
"Emilia-san?," Rem asked. "Do you not..."
"Y-Yeah," she mumbled. "I...don't like underwear."
Elsa couldn't give two shits about the lack of some half-elf's underwear situation. She pushed Anastasia off to the side and got on all fours in front of Subaru's twitching rod. Like she was some kind of animal acting on instinct, she took her sweet ass time exploring it thoroughly. She smelled every part of it- head to balls, she looked up at Subaru with the underside of his penis resting on her face and so many more little tricks that Subaru had never had a woman do to his penis. The novelty was killing him, especially since Elsa was teasing the crap out of him.
She ignored what they were telling her to do- play with his balls a little more, do this and that, whatever. "They don't have experience like I do," she thought. "I know what makes a man go crazy."
Subaru ran his fingers across Elsa's hair which had been let down for the occasion, something she never does since it makes it hard to see during a fight. She looked him straight in the eyes and slid at least six inches of meat down her throat, even though she wanted to take the other six fully. It was just too big. She would have to dislocate her jaw to get it all down. Still, the other horny women clapped as they should and watched Elsa expertly give Subaru a blowjob. No longer were their thoughts on business or profit or anything like that. Because the musky scent of Subaru's cock and precum turned them all into horny animals.
"You...you see, when Subaru grabs his lovers head with both hands...and starts face fucking them like that..." Anastasia explained with a hand stimulating her clit and the other her nipple. "...it means that he's about to cum..."
But Elsa was a sadist. She took the dick out of her mouth and grabbed Subaru's shaft with an iron grip. He yelped in pain. "If you cum, Natsuki Subaru," she growled. "This night will not go easy for you."
Elsa stood up and placed her hands on her hips.
"Now!," she enthusiastically exclaimed. "Who wants a taste of him?"
The experience was both incredible and agonizingly painful. The things he had to think about in order to stop himself from cumming when his dick was in the mouths of Ferris, Crusch, Priscilla, Anastasia, Elsa, Ram, Beatrice and Petra. And he had met eyes with all of them while they were blowing him, their fertile fuckable bodies were sweating with desire. Some of them even climaxed on the carpet while they were waiting for their turn. Or after their turn. Petra turned out to be more sexually deviant than Rem, Ram and Emilia had thought.
"We...have...to do...this more often," Subaru panted with Ram's tongue coiled around his shaft.
"Let's not get too greedy Subaru-kun~," Rem giggled. "Think of this as your reward. For the business and for driving away those Witch Cultists."
"I guess I should be thanking them..."
"Hmph!" Anastasia crossed her arms. "I'm still waiting for my thank you."
"Hey wait wait wait, before that, Emilia still hasn't tasted Subaru!," Priscilla remarked. "Actually, we should let Subaru finish inside her mouth, seeing she's a virgin and all! She doesn't know what it feels like!"
"What?! N-No, I'm perfectly fine with watching thank you!," she gulped.
Beatrice tugged at her arm. "Emilia-san," she whispered. "You're completely wet 'under there'. I suppose you should service Subaru?"
The two locked eyes. She bashfully crawled on all fours towards Subaru, who was laid down flat on his back with his dick standing at attention in the air. She brushed a length of long, silky hair behind her ear and leaned in closer to the lewd organ.
"It...smells...," she panted.
Anastasia and Crusch crawled on opposite sides of her so that they could teach her how to properly suck a cock. "That's how it's supposed to smell like," Crusch said, braiding the ends of Emilia's hair. "Do you like it?"
"I do..."
"Enough lollygagging Emilia-san," said Anastasia. "Put his dick inside your mouth."
She nodded and tried to mimic what everyone else had done, but she quickly gagged on out of there.
"Easy girl. Take it slow now. Start with the head, and work your way closer into the shaft."
Subaru felt more pleasure than he ever had in his life. "I can't believe Emilia's giving me a fellatio!," he thought.
"Congrats Emilia!," Priscilla laughed. "Your mouth lost its virginity! Wow, look at how innocent she looks!"
Both Crusch and Anastasia looked at each and took of their bras, showing off their goods like they were advertising a product. Crusch's tits were bigger than Anastasia, but tits were tits and they felt equally good when Subaru cupped one in each hand. They looked at him with desire. Their eyes said 'I want to be fucked hard' and their sopping wet vaginas confirmed it. This had got to be a dream. There was no way someone like him, a man Subaru himself hated back in his NEET days, was fucking eight beautiful women (some even royalty) at once.
Emilia felt Subaru's thighs and calves tense. "Emilia-tan! If you keep going I'm gonna...!"
Crusch got a fistful of Emilia's scalp and pushed her mouth down eight inches of Subaru's shaft. He groaned in ecstasy while pumping gallons of cum into Emila's innocent throat and everyone clapped when they saw white overflowing and spilling on his thighs and the carpet. Galloons of high-pressure, built-up cum were finally allowed to squirt out fast from his cock and into the air. Because on the first pass Emilia's mouth was already full. She couldn't handle any more cum and had to recoil back. While he was still riding the high of his orgasm, Crusch and Anastasia took turns slurping up whatever they can. If there was room, the five other women would've pounced on Subaru to get just a taste of that sweet, sweet, mana-rich ejaculate.
"Emilia-tan...," Subaru moaned. "Thank you...for letting me cum..."
"That was...interesting...," she coughed.
"Shall we move onto the main course?," Crusch suggested.
Crusch was more flexible than she looked. She laid there on her back with her slender legs brought over her head. Her ankles were held in place by Rem who was 'overseeing' the whole scene. Subaru was inside of her in an instant. All twelve inches of his meat slid into her warm, moist pussy, making them both moan noises of satisfaction- a euphoria they haven't felt in too many nights. But it wasn't just his crotch that sending pulses of pleasure throughout his body. No, there were soft and very feminine hands touching every part of him. Like if Petelgeuse used his powers for good instead of lifting people in the air and snapping them in two. Elsa was behind him with her voluptuous breasts against his back, drawing circles over both his nipples. Anastasia and Ferris were on either sides of him, ready to make out with Subaru whenever he felt that one had gotten more attention than another...
God, he was very busy. But in a good way. The other women had thrown away any sense of delicacy or royal poshness they might've shielded their personalities with, because they too were making love with one another beside Subaru. It wasn't like they could just sit on the couch and wait their turn after all. In fact, the lesbian sex they were having (clearly their first time) was more like a tasting for the real prize waiting for them later in the night.
Subaru stopped making out with Ferris to concentrate. With the 'Goddess of War's' legs still over her head, Subaru increased the speed at which he fucked her. With every thrust his thighs slapped against hers. She felt the end of his monster cock go so deep inside of her that she could blame her breathlessness on it. Her lungs probably didn't even have room to expand fully.
Her face was Subaru's favourite part. "Yeah...you like that?," he groaned. "Sticking your tongue out like some common whore?"
She was too out of breath (or too staggered by the pleasure) to quip back. But what little air she managed to inhale she, with her back and neck arched, let out one long moan of intense pleasure. Louder than what any of the lesbians fucking on the carpet could make.
"God, I do like making you moan. 'Goddess of Warrrrr'," he drawled. "Hey, do you let your soldiers fuck you or is it just me?"
"F-FUCK!...AH! DAMMIT SUBARU! AAHHH!"
"You're cumming already?! Holy shit, you're really pent up aren't you?"
She only moaned and panted in response. But Subaru knew when she was about to cum; her vaginal walls get painfully tight around his dick because of her muscles tensing up.
"Rem?" With a wink and a nod, she ran upstairs to get something. But in the meanwhile, Subaru fucked her even harder. Now, without Rem to hold Crusch's legs over her head it was up to Subaru to do it for her. And the position made his entire body lay pretty much on top of Crusch's 'fuck-doll' state, giving him even more leverage to smash her cunt. His hands gripped tighter around Crusch's ankles and he let drool escape his mouth and flavor her stomach and breasts.
"This is a good look for you. Sweat and pre-cum and drool all over your dangerously sexy body...," Subaru whispered in her ear. "The only thing that's missing now is..."
Rem came back with a leather bag that clanked and rattled. "I got it Subaru-kun!~," she exclaimed excitedly.
Subaru opened the phone with one hand. "Rem, why'd you bring a bag for?" He pointed his 'metia' at Crusch's ahegao face and Rem's blushing face. "Ah, say cheese!"
"Cheese!~," Rem cheered while making the peace symbol.
CLICK!
"N-No...S-Su...ba...ru...!," Crusch managed to get out between thrusts.
"Huh? No? What do you mean? Don't you want to look back on the fun memories you made?"
As Crusch started to talk, Subaru shut her up by rabbit-fucking her for a good ten seconds. "I...A-AHHHH! SLOW DOWN! SUBARU! I'M GONNA CUM!" Subaru felt her vagina tighten and finally, she had her first climax of the night. One which Subaru didn't hesitate to take so, so, so many pictures of, of course. Her 'O-face' with Rem, with Elsa, Anastasia, Ferris. Hell, the other women took notice and stopped fucking so that they can get a group picture together. And when they finished their photos, Crusch's thirty seconds of ascending to the Heavens on the stairway of dopamine was over. Her soul had officially returned back into her body and she couldn't move or speak afterwards.
For kicks, Rem put back Crusch's little hat on her head for the photo of her naked body after an orgasm. CLICK! Subaru showed Crusch's half-lidded eyes the pictures he took of her. "That's what you look like Miss Karsten. In case you ever get too high on your horse, just remember that you're a total slut who does nothing but take my dick all the way inside you."
"Y-Yes...master...," she moaned quietly.
In an interesting turn of events, Rem pounced on Subaru and pinned his wrists to the floor. He struggled but he was no match against her horny strength, yet alone Elsa, Ferris, Ram and Priscilla's.
"Crusch-san?!," Anastasia called, also pinning Subaru down by his forehead.
"It's no use!," Priscilla replied. "She's passed out!"
"See what's in that bag! Some rope or chains or something!"
"Chains?!," Subaru bleated.
Rem gave him a loving kiss. "It'll make it easier for us to do things to you Subaru-kun!," she whispered. "Sometimes you get a little handsy, and we can't have you running your fingers over 'everyone' now, can we?"
"What are you saying?" His wrists and ankles were thoroughly bound with rope, and Elsa sat on his crotch. His slimy, red, forearm-sized cock was hotdogging Elsa's buttocks.
"She's saying you can't touch...this..." Elsa gestured to her body, starting from the nape of her neck, to her fully bare G cups and then her navel. "...until you make me cum. Until you make us all cum."
Subaru gulped. One second he had all the power and the next he was getting ridden like he was a horse under a cowgirl.
The night was still young, and climaxes were still to be had in the impromptu Roswaal Mansion orgy. Subaru had taken a break after making, in order, Crusch, Elsa, Anastasia and Ferris cum. Seeing as they were the guests, Rem, Ram, Beatrice and Petra saw it only appropriate to let them have Subaru at maximum charge, but they were still kinda bitter that that cum wasn't deposited inside of them instead. After a lengthy negotiation period, Subaru had been let out of his restraints to take a break on the couch with Anastasia. Rem walked over half-dressed in a mix-match of Crusch, Elsa and Anastasia's clothes (but her breasts and vagina were still bare), and served the two a well-needed cold glass of tea. Even in such an environment, Rem was still a maid at heart, placing other people's comfort before hers.
They watched the orgy in full swing. Subaru was watching how the way Ferris fucked Ram was completely different to how someone like Elsa or Priscilla would. Either they were completely touchy and loving, as evident by Ferris using the dildo to fuck Ram slowly to stimulate everything, or...
...animalistic. Elsa was currently on top of Ram with her teeth almost cutting her nipple off, and she was ferociously thrusting the dildo back and forth inside Ram.
"It's so...," Anastasia said.
"Amazing?," Subaru guessed.
"...natural. And amazing. I mean, this is what we are. We fight wars, do business, have orgies. It just works."
"It sure does."
Anastasia turned to look at Subaru. "Where did you say you were from again?," she asked, propping her head with an elbow on the top of the couch.
"Japan."
"Yeah yeah, but where are you really from? Why lie?"
"I'm not lying. I'm...oi! Elsa!," Subaru reprimanded. "No knives!"
"Whaaaaat?! Why not?," she whined.
"It's okay Barusu. I can handle her," Ram growled. She fought against Elsa until she was the one on top, and it looked like everything was under control.
"Yes, you are," Anastasia said. "I've never heard of Japan. You didn't even tell me which region of the world its in."
"I told you. Earth. Different dimension, remember?"
She sighed. "Gah...I don't understand you sometimes. But no matter. As long as we keep making our product, maybe...just maybe...we can have a shot at saving Lugnica."
"You mean as long as we keep making product-s?"
"Subaru, is everyone from Japan a Precursor? Does everyone have mana-rich cum like you? And does everyone have these insane ideas that actually work and turn a profit?"
"No. I know that if you came to Japan, everyone would be asking the same thing about you."
Beatrice and Petra appeared from the dark corner behind the couch. They had a hand on one of Emilia's shoulders and it looked like they were making her do something. They were all naked now; nakedness had ceased to be embarrassing three hours ago, but while Beatrice and Petra had their shoulders back, Emilia was slightly slumped over. She crossed her legs and covered her breasts when she felt Subaru's eyes still admire her beautiful, porcelain-white naked figure.
"Do it Emilia-san...!," Petra whispered just loud enough for Subaru to hear. Anastasia grinned. "Just like we practiced!"
"Okay...fufufu!...S-Subaru-kun...?," Emilia quavered as if she were a baby fawn that could talk.
"Yes?," Subaru responded.
"Can you...f...e..."
"I'm sorry? I couldn't hear you."
"...louder Emilia-san! You can do it!"
"I said can you f-f-fuck me? Please? I'm really...horny. I want it. I want your dick inside me..."
A couple of cheers and laughter can be heard in the background, and next to Subaru. They were like parents watching their daughter take charge for the first time.
"Now get on all fours. And stick your ass high in the air."
The mess of bodies in the middle of the living room had gotten up and cleared way so that the couple can fuck in a wide open area. It was so strange. This much attention hadn't been given to Subaru as he was fucking Crusch or was fucked by pretty much everyone. Maybe it was because Emilia was a virgin. Her innocence and inexperience was a sight for sore eyes. Like watching a baby discover how to walk for the first time. Maybe it reminded everyone of their first time and the things they did or didn't like about it. Regardless, they sat / lay in a circle around the two. They were gonna start fucking doggy-style.
"That's what this position is called," Subaru explained as he used his fingers to gently pleasure Emilia's sex. She stifled a moan and tried not to shake too much in fear of getting laughed at. "Doggy-style. It's...the easiest and most natural positions to start with."
"Will it hurt...?," Emilia asked.
"Just for a second. But then you'll feel really good. Trust me."
"O-Okay. Subaru-kun...I'm ready."
He grabbed both of Emilia's round, firm, juicy ass cheeks and positioned his member behind her rear. "Here I go..."
The 'audience' was dead silent as they watched a quarter of Subaru's cock enter inside her and bottom out. If he pushed any further, there would be even more blood and Emila's soft moans at the unique experience would turn into cries of pain. But he did wonder if he could get all the way inside of her- if not now, then maybe one day.
"...ah...Subaru...it's beginning to feel good," she sighed. "Yes...ah! Y-You're moving...!"
Because his penis wasn't completely straight but was slightly curved upwards, he figured it would be easier to get more of himself inside her if her vagina was angled upwards slightly. He made the half elf get off her elbows by grabbing hold of her wrists and pulling her torso towards him and it did the trick. Eventually, with repeated, slow penetration, now half of his shaft was engulfed by Emilia's surprisingly well-endowed ass.
She broke off from their reversed kiss. "Mwah~! Mmmm...Subaru-kun...," she moaned. "...mmm...mmph! Oh! W-What are you doing?"
"Did that feel good? Are you hurt?"
Emilia panicked. "Yeah- why'd you stop? Can we keep going?!," she whimpered, enjoying the feeling of having a dick inside her.
"We're going to switch positions now," he breathed while running his tongue down her backside. He laid down and Emilia was sitting on his thighs. "There. Now this way, you get to control how fast it goes in and out. And how deep you want it inside of you..."
She scoffed and positioned herself. "Pft. I'm not a baby you know. Mmmh...I think...if all my friends can do it...I can handle all of...you!"
Her mind went utterly blank. Every single little movement she made rubbed her G-spot against the head of Subaru's bell-end. There was nothing to compare it against- not the best foods, not socializing or even winning the election, could send waves of electricity pulsing throughout her body. Pretty soon, she had gone from nervous wreck, to moaning cowgirl, bouncing up and down Subaru like it was a carnival ride.
"OH! FUCK! FUCK! ME! OH GOD!," she screamed. "God...ahahaha! Oh...Subaru...are you feeling what I'm feeling?"
"Emilia-tan...! Slow...down...please!," Subaru panted. She giggled and went from vertical to horizontal.
"Aw...am I too much for you? Little man can't handle this half-elf?"
A switch flipped in Subaru. No-one insults his sexual prowess and lives to tell the tale. He grabbed her hourglass waist and slammed her down on the carpet. He forcefully spread Emilia's legs open and with her sopping wet vagina exposed to the entire world, she was no longer 'on-top'. Physically, and power-wise.
"I was taking it easy on you, E-mi-li-a tan," Subaru growled, whilst licking his lips. "But by how cocky you are, you're clearly ready for all of me!"
"No! W-Wait Subaru, let's not make any rash decisions-"
He fought the resistance her pussy made against all twelve inches of his meat sword. He was pleasantly surprised but didn't expect nothing less. Emilia was extremely tight: only the stiffest of cocks would be able to navigate it, but luckily he had been told by Rem that that tea he drank would make his erections stiffer than Theresia's Dragon Sword. Thrust after thrust after thrust and Emilia moaned louder than before. It was the kind of moan that wavered in pitch and warbled, and it eventually turned into full on screaming when Subaru began increasing the tempo.
She was gripping the carpet so hard that chunks of it were torn from the floor. Crusch and Anastasia quickly rushed to her side to give the poor half-elf something to ground herself against the religiously fervent experience that was sex with Subaru. She thought sucking his cock while masturbating was good enough. Hell, she thought regular masturbation was enough but she was wrong.
"GR! FUCK!," Subaru panted. "YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT!"
"OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD SUBARU I'M COMING!," she screamed.
"ME TOO EMILIA-TAN!"
Emilia felt her body lurch forward by the well-deserved climax. She let out slight hiccups of pleasure every time her pussy twitched and sent shockwaves across her body. Her muscles had tensed up so much that her thighs were cramping, but she was too high to notice. She rolled her eyes back and let her jaw lock open with a flopped tongue- Subaru made the same expression as well, something that they would both be seeing in saved as permanent pictures... CLICK! ...thanks to Rem. They had always imagined having sex with each other, and it so so so much better than they expected. Sweaty, sticky, pheromone-filled sex.
But the first thing Emilia said when he rolled off her sweaty, sticky body and she got her vision back was: "...can we do it again?"
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