It was getting all too suffocating for Ram. She wasn't unfamiliar with grand parties and large gatherings of strangers, but right now, at this moment, she just needed some time off from it all. From all of the numbing chatter to the deafening music, it was becoming overwhelming. She had told her sister she was going to head outside for some fresh air, and the blue-haired maid gave an understanding nod and soft smile in return. Rem enjoyed social gatherings much more than Ram ever did. And with Subaru by her side, she was sure she'd enjoy it even more.
Emilia and the rest of her camp had been invited to what was being referred to as a 'Royal Selection Mandatory Gathering.' In short, all five of the royal camps were to convene at the capital of Lugnica where a fabulous ball would be held. Despite the outward appearance of it being a time to have fun and mingle, it was instead an opportunity for the Council and other nobles to observe each of the camps and how they interact with others socially. They would be tested by their knowledge of proper manners and etiquette, as well as ability to conversate with others regarding politics and economics. Something Ram couldn't stand.
She had briefly met with the other camps. They all seemed like reasonable people. She already knew Anastasia and her knight Julius from their journey to the Pleiades Watchtower, so it was more comforting for Ram to see a few friendly faces in the crowd of strangers. Everyone else however she only talked with briefly. As little as was required for her. After all, the eyes of the nobles and the Council were mainly focused on each of the candidates, so Ram figured no one would notice if she were to slip away from the crowd.
Truth be told she did feel bad for Emilia. And although she wouldn't admit it out loud, Subaru too. Both of them have been through an immense amount of trouble recently. With the attack on Priestella, the Pleiades Watchtower, and Vollachia happening in such short spans of time from each other, she had hoped this party would be just that, a party. Not some secret test that would mount even more pressure on the duo. She noticed how much more distant and closed off Subaru had become since Vollachia, and figured that a party was just the right thing he needed to loosen him up. But after listening in on a few nobles, Ram learned the real reasoning behind the gathering in no time at all.
She considered informing the rest of her camp, but didn't want to ruin the moment for them. Garf was having a hell of a time, and Otto and Frederica were already drinking and chatting with others. If she were to tell everyone that this was all just a ploy to test their abilities, she would be sure their moods would sour instantly. So she decided to keep quiet for now, and leave everyone else to their own devices.
Roswaal didn't come, because of course he didn't. He had some other things to take care of. Ram understood that being the margrave meant that he would often be busy, but he really couldn't spare a moment's notice to assist Emilia and Subaru? Being a lord, Ram was sure Roswaal knew the true intent of this gathering. Hell, he might have even participated in it. The Sanctuary made his goals and ambitions all too clear to Ram. Yet despite all of his wrongdoings, Ram wouldn't leave her side. She knew he was by all means a bad person, but he was needed. He was needed for Emilia, he was needed for Subaru, and he was needed for her.
Otherwise, what would be her purpose?
To Ram, all she was worth for is to serve Roswaal and protect her sister. She lost the latter reasoning when Gluttony ate her sister's name and memories, but thankfully she's back now. However, if she were to lose both, Ram wouldn't know what to do with herself. She would be worthless. Nothing. Which is why she wanted to stay by Roswaal's side regardless of his actions. Her over-dependence on him led her to confronting him in the Sanctuary and destroying his Book of Wisdom, so that she could hopefully take him off his dark path and stay by his side forever.
But things aren't always so simple. As much as Ram wished it were. She wished she could live a tranquil life with Roswaal, Rem, and the rest. But she knew Roswaal still held his goals and wouldn't forsake them so easily, even with Subaru forcing him into a contract. It was an unfortunate fact that she had to come to terms with, no matter how disconcerting it would be to accept.
It was almost enough to make her cry.
Taking a deep breath, Ram finally had enough of the overwhelming atmosphere and left. She gave one quick glance at Rem and the rest, seeing them all with a happy smile on their faces. It lifted her heart just a little, knowing that everyone else was having a good time, even though Ram couldn't say the same.
They would probably enjoy the party more without her anyway, she thought. She replayed that thought in her head over and over, doing her best to convince herself that would be the truth. She continued walking down the halls, ignoring all of the people beside her. They barely acknowledged her presence, which Ram was grateful for. She didn't have the energy to talk with anyone right now. She would just leave the party and wait outside or something. Take her mind off of all the things that were plaguing her. Roswaal, the Royal Selection, the Witch Cult, everything. She just needed some time alone.
After passing all of the guests and servants and exiting a door, Ram found herself outside of the lavish castle overlooking a balcony. The castle that held the gathering was one of the largest in the capital. With many floors and rooms crafted to provide the most elegant lifestyle imaginable. Ram was currently on the third floor where a balcony was to allow people to enjoy the calm breeze and perhaps even share meals. She did spot many tables and chairs to support that theory. But instead of sitting down at one of the many chairs strewn about, Ram instead walked up to the railing and leaned against it, looking off into the distance.
It was exactly what she needed. Being able to just take her mind off everything and enjoy the subtle breeze blowing through her hair. It was quite late, so the stars were out. They lit up the night sky beautifully. It was a gorgeous sight, she just wished everyone else was here to see it.
Now she felt bad about leaving everyone. She should have taken everyone with her. Except then everyone would notice and Emilia and Subaru would lose points, dammit. Ram rubbed the bridge of her nose, annoyed at herself. She was supposed to take this time off to relax and she only ended up stressing herself out even more.
When she opened her eyes, she looked down at something rather peculiar. She saw someone with a wooden sword, practicing swinging techniques and training with it. That alone wouldn't be too odd, but the person doing said training had fiery red hair and sky blue eyes. It was none other than the Sword Saint himself, Reinhard van Astrea.
Questions began to flood Ram's mind. He's Felt's knight, correct? Shouldn't he be with her inside the castle supporting her? She was being tested too, right? What on earth was Reinhard doing out here all by himself? She had briefly introduced herself to him earlier, so she thought he was still at the gathering. He must have snuck out without her realizing.
Deciding to test the waters a little, Ram opened her mouth and let the words automatically roll out. "That's a nice technique you have there."
Her words made Reinhard cease his actions. He instantly turned his head to meet her gaze, a sort of blank look on his face. This however quickly shifted into a polite smile. "Oh! Good evening. Sorry, I was doing some late-night training. You are a part of Emilia-sama's camp, correct? One of the maids of Roswaal-sama's mansion? Ram-san, am I right?"
Ram nodded. "Yeah, that's correct." She eyed him up curiously. "What are you doing out here, Reinhard-sama? Shouldn't you be inside with the others?"
"I could ask you the same thing," Reinhard smiled. Ram clicked her tongue. Of course he would try and invade her privacy like that.
"Is there something so wrong with a maid taking a break from time to time? You however do not share that same luxury. Shouldn't you be by your lady's side, Reinhard-sama?"
Reinhard's polite smile went to an apologetic one. "Ah, you're right. I'm sorry. It's true that right now I should be with Felt-sama, but Rom-san and Larkins-san are with her. So I trust she's safe."
"You still haven't asked Ram's question," Ram squinted. "What are you doing out here, abandoning your duties for?"
"Ahh, well…" Reinhard hesitated for a moment. His eyes lowered their gaze as he chose his words. "In truth, I was asked to leave."
"Eh?" Ram blinked. "But… why? Why would they—"
"The nobles believed myself to be a… hazard of sorts. They didn't want any incidents involving myself, so they asked me to leave Felt-sama in the rest of her camp's care," Reinhard explained.
Now Ram felt guilty for pressuring him about telling her why he was out here. "Apologies, Reinhard-sama," Ram bowed. "Ram had no idea. I hope you can forgive Ram for her disrespect and ignorance."
Reinhard actually gave a cheerful laugh, which surprised Ram. "It's quite all right. You have no reason to apologize, you wouldn't have known. Truly, I apologize for not being straightforward with you at the beginning."
Ram couldn't suppress the chuckle she gave. "Always so chivalrous. Barusu could learn a thing or two from you," she quipped.
"Hmm? Barusu?" Reinhard tilted his head. "Whom are you referring to?"
Ram caught herself and waved her hand. "Ah, it's just a nickname I've given to Subaru. Rolls off the tongue easier," she smirked.
"Ah, Subaru." Reinhard gave a fond smile as if he was remembering a childhood friend. "How is he doing, by the way? I tried to talk with him earlier, but he was strangely less vocal than when I last met him."
"He's…" Ram trailed off. She knew that Subaru was dealing with a lot right now. But she didn't want to talk about all of his personal issues at the moment. Even with Reinhard. It felt like it would be an invasion of privacy. "Pah! Barusu is fine. He is still the same foolish idiot as always!" she shrugged.
"I see…" Reinhard nodded. His face went back to a blank, neutral expression. "And what about you, Ram-san?"
"H-Huh?" Ram was caught off guard. She wouldn't have expected him to ask how she was doing.
"How are you feeling? I take it the party is a bit overwhelming for you?"
Ram began to get annoyed at how easily Reinhard saw through her. "What's it matter to you? Why do you care?"
Reinhard was taken aback by Ram snapping at him. "F-Forgive me. I did not mean to offend you, Ram-san. I was merely wondering if you were feeling all right."
"Tch! Ram does not need your sympathy. I can do just fine on my own." She turned her back to the knight, still leaning on the railing. "Besides, even if Ram were to spill out everything that was bothering her, would you even be of assistance? It's not like you've ever struggled in life. It's not like you'd ever understand."
Reinhard lowered his head down. In an act that surprised even himself, he clenched his fists tightly. "I do…" he muttered. "I do understand."
Ram gave a nasty scoff. "What? That sounds incredibly arrogant and foolish of you to say. You're sounding just like Barusu. What does the most perfect man in the world struggle with? What could possibly trouble the most gifted person to ever live?" She turned back to face him, face scrunched in anger.
Reinhard only steeled his gaze. "I'm not perfect…" he murmured.
"Yes you are," Ram said coldly. "You have everything. Ultimate power, wealth, and fame. You were given everything on a silver platter. You have no reason to complain. And just because you were born with such power doesn't mean you have earned it! You deserved to lose that horn!"
"Horn?" Ram's eyes widened. She noticed her slip-up. All of the bottled up self-hatred had piled up and began to spill out of her.
Ram spun around and crossed her arms, looking down at the floor. "Forget it," she mumbled. "The point still stands. You wouldn't relate." Taking a few steps forward, Ram was ready to end this heated conversation. But she was stopped in her tracks when Reinhard suddenly appeared right in front of her on the balcony.
He stayed silent for a few moments, choosing his words carefully. "I know I'm a monster. I know I don't deserve this power. I am not a hero. But trust me when I say this, I know what it's like to feel lost. To wonder about your true purpose. To struggle and suffer. Having the power I have does not mean that every problem is just wished away. Although I wish it were the case…"
Ram narrowed his eyes. "Oh? Then tell me," she demanded. "What sort of problems does the great Sword Saint have to deal with?"
Reinhard sucked in a breath. "My…" He hesitated in answering. He wasn't sure if he wanted to be completely honest with her just yet. Especially regarding her. "My family."
"What do you mean?" Ram asked, perplexed. "Your family probably idolizes you. They should adore you. You're practically a god after all."
Reinhard pursed his lips. "My grandfather doesn't think that. And especially not my father."
Ram's eyes widened. "Oh." She stayed silent a few moments, shame starting to settle in. "By that you mean…?"
"To put it simply, I am not seen as family to them," Reinhard explained. "Things used to be great. Father would teach me sword lessons and Grandfather would take me to exciting places. But once I inherited the Sword Saint's power, everything began to change."
With a rare solemn look from the prestiged knight, he looked up to the night sky as if he was begging any higher being for forgiveness. "I… I killed my grandmother."
Ram stayed silent, before filling in the blanks. "When the previous Sword Saint died fighting against the White Whale; that was when you obtained the Divine Protection of the Sword Saint?" She looked down in understanding. "I see. But, that is not your—"
"It is my fault," Reinhard interrupted. "If I hadn't so selfishly stolen my grandmother's ability, she would probably still be alive today. I am to blame. I am to blame. I—"
The words wouldn't come out. Reinhard choked out a gasp and steadied himself. "I'm no hero. I'm a monster. Everyone thinks so. It's why I was asked to leave the party after all. Everyone thinks of me as some explosive that could go off any second. I notice the fear in their eyes. How they don't trust me. I can't save anyone. I can't even save my own mother."
"Your mother…" Ram thought back to her own parents. Her parents that got butchered before her very eyes. "Did she…?"
"She's still alive, but unconscious," Reinhard said. "I can't do anything to help her. No one can, not even Felix. I've tried everything, but nothing has worked." Reinhard grit his teeth. "What's all this power even for if I can't use it to save those closest to me?"
Sighing, Reinhard continued. "As of now, the only thing that I can do properly is protect Felt-sama, and insure that she becomes ruler of Lugnica. If I fail her, I don't know what I'd do with myself. I have to protect her at all costs. Felt-sama needs to become ruler, she has to. Then I can at least know I did one thing right."
Ram could tell Reinhard hadn't been this honest with anyone before, considering how serious and troubled he appeared to be. It made Ram want to reveal more about herself too.
"Ram once had extraordinary power. In fact, Ram was highly revered in her village," Ram interjected.
Reinhard nodded. "You're an Oni, correct? Subaru has told me about you before. He says you're snarky, but also caring underneath."
Ram gave a dry chuckle. "It feels wrong to hear Barusu sing such praises for Ram. I might have to take a cold bath later," she joked. "But yes, Ram is one of the last of her kind. Along with Rem."
"Because of the Witch Cult…" Reinhard muttered. Ram felt a spark of malice flow through her upon hearing the name of that dreaded organization.
"Yes. Ram was considered a prodigy. I was excellent at everything, particularly wind magic. Ram's horn helped her achieve unbelievable feats. But despite the constant praise Ram received, I felt as though—"
"You didn't earn it," Reinhard interrupted. "Like you were the wrong person blessed with such talent and power."
"Heh, it looks like you do understand, Reinhard-sama." A sad smile adorned Ram's pale face. "When the Witch Cult attacked my village, they killed everyone. Everyone but Ram and Rem. And it was there that I lost my horn." Ram raised her hand up to tap her forehead. "Now Ram is weak. Now Ram fits what she's like inside. And I'm glad. I'm glad it's gone."
Reinhard was taken aback by the vitriol Ram spat regarding her previous power, so she continued.
"That damn horn. It caused my sister so much grief. While Ram was showered with praise, my sister was often neglected due to being less talented." Ram grit her teeth in fury. "Even though Rem is so much better than her sister, she began to look down on herself. Until that idiot Barusu came into her life." Despite the harsh term used to describe Subaru, Ram said his name with a tone of gratitude.
Reinhard gave a soft smile. "Subaru has done so much, hasn't he?" he said in admiration. "He saved Emilia-sama, organized the defeat of the White Whale and Sloth, led the charge on fending off the Witch Cult in Priestella, climbed the Pleiades Watchtower, and survived a war in Vollachia." Reinhard bowed his head in respect. "His feats excel those of my own. Without him and Emilia-sama, I don't think I would have defeated Greed."
Ram gave a snort. "Hah! Ram assumes Barusu does deserve some praise." She looked off to the side. "Even if he can be rather perverted sometimes."
"Yes. Subaru has done some incredible things," Reinhard agreed. "If it were possible, I'd have no problem transferring my power to one such as himself."
"Woah woah woah. Let's not get ahead of ourself," Ram said dryly. "If Barusu were to obtain such power, he would most likely abuse it."
Reinhard frowned. "I disagree. Subaru is a good person. And he has achieved so much more than I. I can see him accomplishing great things," Reinhard smiled. "Besides, he deserves it more than me."
Ram pulled her lips into a thin line. "Yes. You're right. Barusu is a good person," she admitted. "A foolish and moronic person, but a good person at heart." She then felt her cheeks grow red. "If you tell Barusu Ram said this, she will lop off your head."
Reinhard chuckled at her half-hearted threat. "Really now? Well I can see where Subaru was coming from when he said you had a sardonic personality. He said it's one of your more charming traits."
"Damn Barusu…" Ram said embarrassed. She made a mental note to chew out Subaru later for gossiping about her later.
"Anyways, I should probably get going," Reinhard said. "It was nice meeting you, Ram-san. I enjoyed talking with you. Subaru was right. You are rather kind."
Ram stood blankly for a few moments. "Ram… Ram is not—"
"You are," Reinhard interrupted. "Subaru is lucky to have a friend like you."
Ram smiled at that. "And Barusu is lucky to have a friend like you. One that can save his sorry hide whenever he gets into trouble."
"Unfortunately, I have horrendous timing," Reinhard noted. "Despite my wide array of Divine Protections, I have none to sense when anyone is in danger, which can lead to havok." He gave another empty look. "It is another flaw of mine."
Hearing about his Divine Protections piqued Ram's curiosity. So to make him forget about what he couldn't do, she decided to remind him of what he could. "What can you do then? With the Divine Protections you have?"
Reinhard scratched the back of his head. "Well, it is a rather long list. Do you have the time?"
Ram sat down at one of the chairs. "Yes. Tell Ram everything."
Sighing, Reinhard took a seat across from her. "Very well then. Hmm… for starters, I can evade any attack directed my way. I can also master any weapon I take hold of. I can also deflect any attacks, outrun, and block them. I can move faster than sound, cut through stone with my bare hands, and get stronger when it's sunny, cloudy, or raining. Walk on water, leap over buildings, and revive."
Ram blinked once. Then twice. She was stunned into silence. She knew he was powerful, but she didn't think he was that powerful. "That is certainly… an arsenal."
"I know. It's too much," Reinhard sighed. "And yet despite all that I can do, I still fail at so much. I couldn't wipe out the Witch Cult. I couldn't take out the three Great Mabeasts. In fact, Subaru managed to do such things, even without these powers." Reinhard shifted in his seat. "If Subaru were to gain such power, he could probably correct all that is wrong with Lugnica."
"Please don't put yourself down, Reinhard-sama," Ram said. "Barusu talks very highly of you. He respects you a great amount."
Reinhard didn't have a response to that. He just sat still and stayed in silence. Ram took the opportunity to learn more about him.
"Well, anyway. What about Divine Protections that aren't combat oriented?" she questioned. "Any interesting ones?"
"Hmm…" Pulled out of his momentary slump, Reinhard thought about what other blessings he had under his sleeve. "Well, I can choose the correct outfit for anyone, no matter what. I also can differentiate between salt and sugar—"
"Something Barusu desperately needs," Ram laughed. She cleared her throat and let Reinhard continue.
"I can not get burned by hot foods and drink. Nor feel cold. I cannot get sick. And I cannot get drunk."
"Hold on a moment," Ram interrupted. "You can't get drunk, you say?"
Reinhard nodded. "Yes. That's correct. Oftentimes I have to carry Felix and Julius home when they drink too much," he chuckled.
"Finally." Ram stood up from her seat and hurriedly walked away. Reinhard was confused, but she came back a moment later with two glasses and a bottle of alcohol.
"Ram had the highest alcohol tolerance in her camp. No one else can best her," she said proudly. "I've been waiting for the day I can have a drinking competition with someone."
Reinhard hesitantly took his cup. "But Ram-san, I told you that I simply cannot get drunk."
"We'll see about that," Ram smirked. "You must have a limit. Everyone does. Ram is just going to see what it is."
Heaving a sigh, Reinhard smiled and accepted her challenge. "Very well then. I'll be sure to carry you to your friends after we are done."
Ram poured them both a shot of liquor. It wasn't too strong. Something people would casually drink after work with friends. Ram easily gulped the contents down, as did Reinhard. Ram smirked. Emilia or Otto would have been slurring and hiccuping by now. And Subaru was too much of a wuss to handle alcohol. Roswaal and Rem did fine, but Ram always bested them quickly. Now however, she could truly test her body's limits.
She poured another shot. It went down as easily as the last. The burning hot liquid scorched her throat deliciously. Reinhard again seemed to have no effect. So Ram poured another.
"Getting a little tipsy, Reinhard-sama?" Ram teased. "You can quit, you know."
"I'm not quitting," Reinhard assured. "But if you are nearing your limit, we can stop any—"
Ram threw down the liquor in one gulp. "We're not stopping until one of us drops," she said confidently. "And it's not going to be Ram."
Reinhard had to admit that this confidence from Ram was admirable. Despite her previous self-worth issues from earlier, she also seems to hold a great deal of pride. Not enough to be a Sin Archbishop, but still a healthy amount.
He found that trait of hers to be marvelous.
When the bottle was gone, both Reinhard and Ram were standing. A tiny hiccup escaped Ram's mouth, but she hid it quickly. She then stood up to get another bottle. Something stronger this time.
The alcohol level increased with each bottle. And both threw down shots like it was no big deal. Reinhard was genuinely beginning to think that he might lose this match, until he heard Ram hiccup. He knew that the competition would be over soon after that.
But Ram wouldn't give up so easily. Although her vision blurred and her motions swayed, she still continued pouring and drinking shots. If she couldn't beat the Sword Saint in combat, she'd do it in drinking. She bested everyone else after all, even Roswaal.
Roswaal.
Ram's smile morphed into that of a frown. Her feelings for Roswaal were complicated to say the least. They would range from contempt and hatred to loyal devotion and love. She cared deeply for Roswaal, despite all that he's done. It was something she couldn't deny. Yet the alcohol in her system made her resentment towards the margrave all the more stronger. But it also increased her feelings of love. It made her confused and frustrated. She didn't know whether to love him or hate him. He had let her clan be killed, but also saved her. He had shown he does care, so she knew he wasn't a heartless monster. She just wanted him to love her too, but his sights were set on other things. It made her want to lash out and scream. Do anything to rid herself of all this bottled up emotion.
Meanwhile, Reinhard caught on instantly and checked to see if she was okay. He could sense her inner turmoil and wanted to do his best to support her.
"Ram-san?" he called out. "Is everything all right? You seem distressed."
Ram waved off his concerns. "Ram is fine. Ram is just… thinking about someone."
"Someone?" Reinhard took the liberty to pour his own glass. "That is rather vague."
"I-It's none of your business. Ram just… Ram is…" Trembling slightly, Ram felt the need to punch something. Or someone. It didn't really matter to her at the moment.
Reinhard could sense something was wrong with Ram, even if she said otherwise. Standing up from his seat, he hurriedly walked over to Ram and propped her up on his shoulder.
"Come on now, let's get you to Subaru and the rest," Reinhard suggested. "You've had enough to drink. I think you should refrain from drinking anymore for now."
"N-No… Ram can… Ram can drink more…" she slurred. She rubbed at her temples. "Ram can…"
Ram looked up at Reinhard. His deep blue eyes showing concern for her well-being. A swarm of emotions began to swirl in the oni's mind. Ranging from sadness, to anger, to happiness. All of it clouded her mind. But one feeling in particular she wasn't that accustomed to.
Lust.
"Come on, Ram-san. You probably need to lie down as wel—"
Ram cut him off as she roughly grabbed his collar. Her bangs covered her eyes as she looked down with a fierce expression.
"R-Ram-san? What is th—"
The knight was cut off as the oni suddenly brought him down to her level and smashed her lips against his in a ferocious kiss. Reinhard's eyes widened in surprise. As this was the last thing he expected to happen. Despite the pleasant feeling of Ram's lips against his, Reinhard managed to pull himself back as he looked at Ram in disbelief.
"R-R-Ram-san!?" Reinhard was completely and utterly bewildered for probably the first time in his life. "W-What are you doing?!"
Instead of answering him, Ram motioned to kiss him again. "Shut up…" she growled. "Ram knows you want this, pervert."
"I'm not a—Hold on!" Ram pulled him down and kissed him again. A low mewl rumbled in her throat as she let her desires consume her. She needed something to distract herself from all of her pent-up emotions and feelings. She needed to let loose and just let her body do what it wanted without her brain being a guide. Right now, she just really needed to kiss somebody.
She really needed to kiss Reinhard.
Ram made sure to deepen the kiss, roughly kissing the knight for all he was worth. Even though she had never kissed before, she let her instincts take over which seemed to do the trick. Reinhard was frozen. He had no idea how to react. When Ram's tongue prodded against his lips however, that seemed to wake him up and he put his hands on her shoulders before pushing away gently.
"Ram-san. You're not well," Reinhard looked at her with worry. "We-We can't—"
"We can. You and I both need this," Ram interrupted. "Ram… Ram needs this. You're… You're the only one who understands Ram."
Gulping, Reinhard looked off to the side. "I'm… I'm not so sure that's the case…" he said quietly.
"And Ram understands you," she continued. "You felt comfortable talking to me, correct? You felt like we had something in common?"
Reinhard licked his lips. "I-I suppose that may be true—"
"And you find Ram attractive, yes?" Fluttering her eyelashes up at the handsome knight, she admired his features.
"W-What?" Reinhard sputtered. He had never expected to deal with a situation like this. No Divine Protection could have accounted for this. He looked down at Ram, seeing her face flushed and eyes sparkling. He had to admit, she looked cute.
"I mean… You are attractive, yes. But that—"
"Then there's no problem," Ram interrupted. "You're hot. I'm hot. Let's fuck."
Reinhard's jaw gaped open, a strangled squawk coming out. "Ram-san, you're drunk. And… we are both not in the best mental condition—"
"Exactly why we need this." Ram pushed herself closer to Reinhard, practically grinding against him. "Both you and Ram are feeling low. We're both stressed. Both pent-up. Both emotional. Both feeling like shit. So…" She leaned up so that her lips brushed against Reinhard's ear. "Why not do something to make us feel better?"
Reinhard gulped. "I-I-I am still… cautious. As a royal knight, I have to remain professional at all times. To do something like that at an esteemed party would be—"
"Who gives a shit?" Ram snorted. "Besides, aren't you tired of following the rules all the time?"
Biting his lip, conflicting thoughts crashed together in Reinhard's head. "Y-Yes."
"Then why don't we find a bed somewhere, and break some rules?" Ram purred. Her fingers played with the collar of his uniform, before teasingly running up the crook of his neck.
Reinhard gently grasped her hand in his own, before his other rested against the small of her back.
He supposed a knight could have some time off once in a while.
Leaning down, he collided his lips against Ram's in a passionate, searing kiss. Ram's arms threw themselves around his neck, her head tilting to get a better angle. She was already moaning in his mouth, finding the sensation of kissing Reinhard all too pleasant. Flicking her tongue, Ram explored Reinhard's mouth. Tasting the sweet sting of alcohol that only fired her up even more.
Just as Ram was starting to get into a good rhythm, Reinhard pulled back and separated the kiss. Ram gave a low whine, tugging on his collar to return.
"I just want to make sure," Reinhard said clearly. "Do you want to do this? Because we can stop right now."
"Hah! Relax," Ram smirked. "If you are curious as to whether Ram is too drunk or not to make sensible decisions, don't worry. Ram isn't that drunk. Only a little tipsy. Trust me, Ram wants this." She ran her palms along Reinhard's chest, giving a soft smile in assurance. Truthfully, Ram was already starting to sober up. The alcohol in her blood barely affected her, and only gave her hiccups.
After sensing with his Divine Protection of Alcohol Consumption, Reinhard knew that Ram was still cognitive enough to make complicated and reasonable decisions, and as such trusted her word.
"Very well then." Turning his head from side to side, he then looked down at Ram. "It seems like no one is around. We can probably find a hotel somewhere close by—"
Cutting him off for the umpteenth time that night, Ram took hold of his hand and dragged him inside.
"Ram-san? Where are we going?" he asked, perplexed. After all, there were still people here. Dozens, in fact.
"To a bedroom of course. Ram isn't going to have sex with you out on a balcony." Giving a mischievous grin, she continued to tug the redhead along until they reached an open door. Ram peeked inside, seeing exactly what she was looking for, and pulled Reinhard inside. Shutting the door closed.
Taking a brief look around, Reinhard took in his surroundings. It was a dimly lit room with a large bed. Blood red sheets and pillows adorning it. And along with the yellowish glow of the lantern, it gave it a rather erotic feel. Feeling his cheeks flush, Reinhard now fully realized the situation, and found it to be rather daunting.
Despite having faced countless enemies and overcoming hundreds of hurdles and obstacles, nothing made him more nervous than the prospect of actually sleeping with someone.
"Nervous, Reinhard-sama?" Ram said in a teasing manner. "Haven't you ever bedded a woman before?"
Reinhard chewed on his lip, his arms laying stiffly at his sides. "I… have not."
"Wait, you're a virgin too?" Ram was pleasantly surprised. "Ram figured being the most popular man in Lugnica attracted many women…"
Giving a small chuckle, Reinhard reached his hand behind his head. "Nope. Quite the opposite, in fact. Many were frightened by me. I suppose they were worried I'd hurt them."
"Heh. Well you don't have to worry about hurting Ram. Don't worry, I'm a tough girl." Kicking off her shoes, Ram motioned to undo the strings of her maid uniform. "It's getting rather hot in here," she said as she pulled the strings. "Why don't we undress?"
Catching on, Reinhard followed Ram's lead. Although his movements were much less smooth and precise as Ram's, instead fumbling around with the fabric of his clothing as he tried to tug them off. His hands were shaking. His heart was racing. This would be the first time he'd expose himself to someone. For the first time in his life it made him feel vulnerable.
It was a welcomed feeling.
When Reinhard finally tossed the last article of clothing onto the floor, he looked ahead of him to see Ram, completely naked. To say his jaw dropped to the floor would be an understatement.
Her chest was small yet perky, and it only made Ram cuter. Reinhard didn't really care all that much that her breasts weren't big, he thought they were fine just the way they were. But he had to admit his attention was mostly directed lower. Ram had wide, generous hips and a thin waist. The sight was enough to make him gulp. And seeing her long legs bare and smooth… he wanted to caress them. Her nether regions exposed, Reinhard was in awe at what a woman's genitals looked like. Since of course, he had never seen any before.
Seeing a woman naked for the first time, coupled with the eventual sex, it made Reinhard grow hard.
"Holy fuck!"
"Huh?" Reinhard was snapped out of his trance and looked at Ram with worry. "What is it? What's the matter?"
Ram gestured to him with her mouth gawking in awe. "Look at you! You're fucking…"
Perfect.
Truly, Reinhard was the ideal man. Apart from having a handsome face, which Ram did find attractive, his body was covered with muscles and incredibly toned and fit. She wasn't sure if he worked out to get this fit, had a Divine Protection for it, or was just born that way. Either way, Ram had to snap out of her daze before she started drooling.
"Oh… wow." In order to distract himself from his biceps and chest, Ram lowered her gaze to his noticeable erection. She figured they'd be big, but she didn't think they'd be that big. Taking a few steps forward, the oni knelt down and without warning reached out and touched Reinhard's length.
"So this is what they're like… Huh." Reinhard hissed in pleasure as Ram's fingertips stroked his shaft. Ram's eyes amazed at his proud length. Although it certainly was big, Ram knew she'd have no problem fitting it inside her. Something she could tell Reinhard was worried about.
"Don't worry. I told you Ram's a tough girl, remember? I can handle it. Now…" She wrapped her arms around Reinhard's neck. "Where were we?"
Gathering her intent immediately, Reinhard reached his hands behind Ram and cupped her behind. Ram gasped in surprise, as Reinhard effortlessly lifted her up to his eye level. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Ram kissed Reinhard. Moaning hotly into his mouth as the arousal flooded her brain.
Spinning her around, Reinhard stumbled forward and the two of them crashed onto the mattress, still engaged in a passionate lip lock. Soft wet smacks came from their mouths as their kisses only grew hotter and hotter. Tongues exploring each other's mouths. Reinhard's hands moved from her plump rear to her smooth thighs, caressing them gently before running his hand along her leg, before moving back again in a slow, sensual motion.
Breaking the kiss, Reinhard decided there was more of Ram he wanted to mark. His lips first made contact with her jaw, kissing diligently and making Ram groan in pleasure. She craned her neck up to give Reinhard access to her neck, where he began to lick and suck at her sensitive skin. A sharp moan escaped Ram's lips, as her hands fisted into his red locks.
"Mmgh… Right there," she hissed. "Keep doing that."
Reinhard obliged. His lips stayed at that spot, paying the utmost attention to her neck. Ram gave a harsh tug to Reinhard's hair every time he sucked a sensitive spot. It felt so good. So, so good.
But Reinhard wanted more than just her neck. So he kissed lower, lower, until he reached her breasts. Ram looked off to the side, face red as if she was ashamed.
"Ram knows…. her boobs aren't the biggest…" she began, but Reinhard pressed a finger to her lips.
"They're perfect," he muttered. He gave a quick kiss to her right breast. "They're beautiful."
He gave wet hot kisses to her right breast, which was good enough on its own. But when his lips latched around her nipple and his tongue flicked over it, that was it.
"Fuck!" Ram said, almost shouting. "O-Od yes, k-keep doing—Shit!"
Reinhard's tongue circled around the hardened bud, a low grumble escaping him. Ram hissed and sucked in a breath as pleasure began to flood through her body. Her hands fisted Reinhard's hair again, pulling and tugging with every lick and suck. Reinhard then began to alternate between her breasts. Pressing chaste yet pleasurable kisses on both of them.
"Ram had no idea this felt so good," she mewled. As Reinhard continued to kiss her right breast, his hand reached up to fondle her left, squeezing and groping the soft flesh. Ram let out a pleasant hum at the action.
Her legs twitching with arousal, Ram needed more. Thankfully Reinhard seemed to understand what exactly she wanted, and began to kiss lower and lower down her body. Pressing his lips upon every inch of her skin. Tongue circling her navel. When he reached her most sensitive area, Ram sucked in a deep breath.
"Well? Are you just going to stare at it or—"
Ram gave a sharp gasp as Reinhard's tongue swirled around her pussy. Already loving the taste, he greedily went back for more. Licking slowly and gently. Ram's whole body shivered as electric pleasure she's never experienced before shot through her body like lightning.
"Yes. Yes!" she almost shouted. "M-More! Ram needs… more!" She threw her head back on the pillow, eyes closed and mouth open in a silent scream. Reinhard's hands firmly grasped her thighs, keeping her spread open for him.
It was a meal fit for a king. Not even the finest dishes crafted by the most talented chefs could compare to what was before Reinhard at this moment. Ram tasted utterly delicious. And Reinhard could sense that after this he'd most likely go back for seconds.
"So good… So—" Ram gave another moan and a quiet curse as Reinhard's tongue continued to explore her walls. Even with no experience, Reinhard managed to give Ram all the pleasure she desired.
One of Reinhard's hands reached up to cup her left breast, rubbing it in slow, sensual circles. Ram decided to give her other breast some attention, squeezing and groping her own right roughly. When Reinhard pinched her nipple, a strangled gasp escaped the oni as she felt an intense pressure begin to build up inside her.
"I'm—Ram is cu—" Unable to hold it in any longer, Ram gave a loud shout as she came, back arching off the bed. Reinhard retreated back once Ram's body relaxed, and looked down at her with a polite expression.
"You… You were really good at that, Reinhard-sama," Ram complimented. Even though she had just experienced a mind-shattering orgasm, Ram wanted more. Needed more. And she needed it now.
Reinhard only chuckled sheepishly. "Thank you, Ram-san. I apologize if I was too rough when—"
"Oh enough apologizing," Ram rolled her eyes. "It's getting annoying and makes me less horny."
Reinhard shut his mouth closed and wore a flustered look. "R-Right. My b—Never mind," he chuckled. Ram looked at Reinhard, propped up on his knees. Her eyes lowering down to see his erection.
"So… would you like Ram to return the favor?" she asked sweetly. Reinhard looked down at his cock, face red from blushing so much.
"If…If that is okay…" Reinhard flushed. Moving hurriedly, Ram went to stroke Reinhard's length as if she was entranced with it. She then gave a long, steady lick along his cock.
"Does this feel good, Reinhard-sama?" Ram asked sweetly.
"Aahhh… y-yeah. That feels good. Mmnn…" Reinhard groaned softly as Ram continued to lick his shaft, before her tongue circled around the head of his dick and she lowered her mouth over it.
"Oh wooow," Reinhard gasped. "That is—Holy—" The pleasure was starting to become unbearable for Reinhard. It took every ounce of willpower that was stored inside of him to not grab hold of Ram's head and thrust inside her mouth until he came. But he somehow managed to restrain himself and keep patient. He would have his release soon.
And he would rather it be because of Ram's pussy.
"Would you like Ram's mouth to make you cum, Reinhard-sama?" Ram queried.
"A-Actually, if you don't mind… Perhaps we could get right to it?" he suggested. He had no idea what Ram wanted to do for the time they spent together, so he wanted her input first as he trusted she would probably make the correct decision.
Ram gave a devilish grin. "Oh?" She sat up on the bed. "Impatient, aren't we? Well then. Just lie down on the bed. Ram will take care of you."
Slowly motioning towards the back of the bed, Reinhard replaced positions with Ram, with his back now on the frame. Ram straddled him, slowly grinding against him and feeling his cock poke her thigh.
"What would you like today, master?" she said innocently. "Would you like your food? Your bath? Or me?"
Gulping, Reinhard stopped himself from reaching out and grabbing her hips. "Y-You please."
"Hmm? Do you? Can you say pretty please? Pretty please Ram?" she said teasingly.
Taking a shaky breath, Reinhard went along with her foreplay. "P-Pretty please Ram-san."
"What do you want Ram to do, Reinhard-sama?" Craning her neck, her lips attached themselves to his earlobe where she nibbled gently. "What do you want, Master?"
"I want you," Reinhard groaned. "I want to… have intercourse with you."
"Such a formal word," Ram shook her head. "You can be less formal with Ram. Let's rephrase that. What do you want to do?"
"I want to f-f-fuck you, Ram-san. Please… I need it," Reinhard whined. He knew Ram was only doing this to tease him, but it was really beginning to make him restless.
"If that is what Master wants, then Ram will do it," she sang. "Ram will take good care of master."
Scooching closer on his lap, Ram felt Reinhard's dick press against her stomach. "Such a big boy…" she purred. Lifting her hips, she swayed side to side in order to get the angle just right. "Ram will be sure to make master feel really, really good."
"N-Now Ram-san," Reinhard warned. "The first time may be a little painful for women, so it's probably best we take it slOWW—"
Without any hesitation, Ram slammed her hips down on Reinhard's. Impaling herself on his cock in one swift movement. A loud moan escaped the two of them in unison, as the overwhelming sense of pleasure came to the two of them at the same time.
"Ram t-told you before. She's a tough gir—Oh Od!" Rolling her hips back and forth, Ram adjusted to the size of Reinhard's cock. She could feel her pussy being stretched open by him. Fully welcoming his length inside her to fill her to the brim. "This is ama~zing…"
All thoughts escaped Ram at that moment. Everything. From her issues and worries, her thoughts about Roswaal, every stressful thing she could think of, it was all gone. All she could think about was this incredible feeling she was experiencing. Her eyes almost rolling in the back of her skull. How could she have missed out on something this great her whole life?
Reinhard was in a similar situation. Feeling such unfiltered pleasure flood his mind was almost enough to make him howl. But the redhead bit his tongue, not wanting to be too loud. There were still people in the castle after all. His hands rested on Ram's wide hips. Guiding them in their sensual dance along his lap, bouncing in rhythm.
"R-Ram-san…" Reinhard groaned. "You feel incredible."
"So do you," Ram chuckled. "I think this might be Ram's favorite sword."
Reinhard gave a weak laugh at her joke, resting on the bed frame. Ram's hands were placed on Reinhard's chest, palms caressing his skin. Soft slaps of skin against skin sounded out with every movement the oni made.
"Is this okay, Ram-san?" Reinhard asked before gasping. "Are you comfortable?"
"That's an understatement." Ram didn't let up her movements, instead she went faster. "Ram is feeling wonderful."
Relieved, Reinhard relaxed and gave a small smile. "That's good to hear," he said, almost whispering. "I-If you want to stop, let me know."
"Idiot. There's no way Ram will stop now," she said with a casual dose of snark. "In fact, I'm just getting started!"
A feeling that was a mix between fear and excitement grew in Reinhard as Ram gave a wide smile. True to her word, Ram began to really pick up speed now. Moving faster and faster. Thrusting harder against him. Her moans were shorter but louder now. And Reinhard could feel the movement becoming more and more fluid the more Ram moved. His cock effortlessly sliding inside her pussy back and forth.
With these more powerful thrusts, Reinhard could hear the bed frame rocking and mattress squeaking under the pressure. His ankles dug into the sheets as he lurched forward and eagerly sucked on her naked breast. Ram yelped in joy as her hands reached behind his back. Clawing and digging into his skin. The constant pounding of his cock inside her pussy led to an amazing feeling that she wished would just repeat itself over and over until the end of time.
"So good. So good. So good. So good." Ram repeated that phrase over and over again. Both in her head and out loud. It was as if she was in a mindless trance, solely focused on the passionate sex.
Her body then began to practically move on its own. Going as fast and hard as she could possibly go. "Yes, yes! Oh Od! Yes! R-Rein—Shit!"
The bed was shaking much more vigorously now. Along with Ram and Reinhard's moans, the bed creaked and slammed against the walls joining their chorus of moans in an orchestra of passion. Ram's nails were digging into the skin of Reinhard's back, and she scratched him so hard that she broke the skin, leaving a few thin lines of red. But thanks to one of his Divine Protections, the minor wound healed instantly, even if Reinhard wanted Ram to mark him.
"Mmph! Ram-san!" Reinhard buried his face into her neck, messily and sloppily placing wet kisses on her skin. Their bodies were flushed with sweat, making them glisten in the dull yellow glow. The poor bed couldn't handle the weight of their love-making and began to splinter. While the mattress springs came loose and sprung out on the bottom.
"T-Turn Ram around!" Ram shouted. "Switch!"
Reinhard followed her intentions instantly. Effortlessly shifting their positions so Ram was on her hands and knees, with Reinhard behind. All the while they never stopped their thrusts, and after switching positions their moans only grew louder.
With this new position, Ram could feel his cock move deeper and deeper inside of her, touching her most sensitive and pleasurable areas. Reinhard gave a low groan as he hunched over her, keeping up with Ram's speed and thrusting wildly.
"Yes! Fuck! More! Keep going! Yes! Oh fuck—" Ram gasped as she felt a strong sensation coiling near her stomach. "Ram—Ram is—!"
The oni gave a loud, guttural moan as she felt the pleasure reach its peak. Her body burned white hot with pleasure and her vision became cloudy as she saw spots. Her hands that were gripping the top of the bedframe flexed and with her immense strength, shattered the wood easily sending bits of wood flying everywhere. Her whole body trembled as the foreign feeling consumed her entire body and dipped her into an endless bath of ecstasy.
Reinhard was still thrusting inside of her. Not stopping until he too reached his climax. He gave low grunts and moved animalistically, gritting his teeth. He felt as if he stopped right now he would die.
Feeling a jolt, Reinhard's dick twitched as he inched closer and closer to his release. "Ram-san! I'm gonna—"
"Pull out!" Ram shouted. Her head clearing up just in time to give him a stern command. Reinhard bit his lip, ready to finish.
Reinhard gave one last hard thrust before pulling his dick out of Ram's pussy. With a low whine, he stroked himself to release and emptied out all the air in his lungs in a shuddering breath. Ram jumped as she felt the hot, thick liquid land on top of her lower back and buttocks, painting it white.
Their orgasms finished, the two took a few moments to gather their breath and rest their bodies for a little while. Heavy, slow pants filled the room as the high died down. Feeling her limbs grow weak, Ram slumped against the mattress, groaning in relief. Closing her eyes, Ram simply basked in the afterglow, not wanting to do anything at the moment. She heard Reinhard shift on the bed beside her, concluding that he wanted to do the same thing.
After what felt like a few minutes, Ram's mind began to function again. It wasn't until she turned around and sat up that she fully grasped the realization of what she just did.
"Shit," she grumbled. "Shit!"
"Hm? Ram-san?" Reinhard looked over at the oni puzzled. His expression showing no sign of inner turmoil. "Is something the matter?"
Ram stayed silent for a few moments. She didn't know what to say. Yes, the sex had been good. And it was certainly an unforgettable experience. But…
She brought her legs up and rested her chin on her knees, arms wrapped around her legs. "We shouldn't have done this."
After she said that, they were both silent. The realization began to reach Reinhard as well. "Oh Od…" He covered his face with his hand, ashamed. He hunched over and buried his head in his hands. "Oh Od!"
"Shit. We shouldn't have done this. Fuck! Damn it—" Ram threw her legs over the side of the damaged bed. She looked down with a shameful expression. "This wasn't supposed to happen."
Reinhard looked up from his own shame and turned to face the oni who's back was facing him. "Ram-san, I'm sorry," he apologized. "I am so, so sorry."
"It's not your fault," Ram assured. "Ram is just as guilty. This…This was both of us. It was both our mistake."
"We shouldn't have—Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no." Reinhard muttered the same thing over and over again. Hurriedly, he got up off the bed and collected his clothes.
Ram followed suit. Picking up her maid uniform and dressing herself. They stayed silent as they dressed themselves. Facing away from each other.
When they finished putting on the last article of clothing, only then did they finally face each other. "Ram-san…" Reinhard said in a serious manner. "What are we going to do?"
Ram looked at him with a blank expression. "What do you mean?"
"I mean what are we going to do about this?" he gestured. "What happened… We can't take that back, you know."
"Ram knows," she growled. "I'm not an idiot."
"I'm just saying," Reinhard sighed. "Should we just forget about it? Or should—"
"What other option is there?" Ram snapped. "Of course we fucking forget about it! This didn't mean anything. It was a dumb, spur-of-the moment hookup that should never have taken place. You don't say a word of this to anyone, and I will do the same."
Reinhard lowered his gaze. "V-Very well then," he agreed. "We keep it buried here. What happened in this bedroom, stays in this bedroom."
"Besides, this could harm both of us if this came out," Ram brought up. "Your reputation could be soured if people found out you had a casual hookup with someone you barely just met. And for Ram…"
Ram's mind drifted to many faces that would most likely be disappointed in her. But one face in particular stood out the most. One covered in pale make-up. She sucked in a harsh breath.
"Ram has to leave. Now." Stomping forward, Ram didn't want to look at Reinhard for a second longer. "Goodbye Reinhard. I pray we never cross paths again."
The redhead reached a hand out to stop her, but she was already out the door. Reinhard sat back and took a seat on the destroyed mattress. Shame and regret piling on top of him. He had forsaken his control for just this one night, and that caused him to make a mistake he could never take back.
Ram was trying her hardest to fight back tears. How could she have done this? How could she have done this? How could she have done this? She hated herself. She hated herself. It was just an accident. A mistake. She didn't mean for it to happen. Her first time was supposed to be with Roswaal. She loved Roswaal. She couldn't just go and fuck some random guy.
But she did. She slept with Reinhard. It was amazing. It felt so fucking good. When she felt Reinhard's dick massaging her inner walls she wanted to—and did—scream in pleasure. In that moment Ram felt better than she'd ever been in her entire life. But now she felt like shit. Now she wanted to take it all back. She never regretted something so bad before. Never has she wanted to rewind time more than now. But that was impossible. What happened, happened. She couldn't change that. Now matter how much she wished or prayed. That fact would remain. The fact that she and Reinhard had sex would remain.
It would be something she wished was just fiction. Something that could be easily debunked. But it was true. And she couldn't take it back. If it ever got out, if somehow by some stroke of unlucky misery that secret ever got out, Ram would become overwhelmed with shame. She would probably beg for forgiveness. Plead with Roswaal to forgive her. Even though he probably wouldn't. He'd probably hate her. Everyone would.
It shouldn't have happened. It shouldn't have happened. They shouldn't have done it. Her and Reinhard knew better. They knew the consequences. They should have weighed their reputations and relationships over a brief moment of pleasure. But they didn't. They messed up. It was just an accident. It was a mistake.
It was a mistake.
A mistake.
A mistake.
A mistake.
Mistake…