Chapter Six: A Month Of Hell

That's right! More Smut! Be aware that when I say obsessed when I talk about Capella's love for Subaru, I mean witch of envy levels of obsessed. On to the chapter!

Subaru woke up with a looming dread. Today would not be fun, he had no idea what Capella could be planning, and he had no doubts that he would be forced to talk about his time as her beloved. He thought of ways he could bend the truth if the candidates did plan on paying a visit. Crush and Reinhard would be the big issue. He really didn't need anyone trying to kill a near immortal shapeshifter out of blind anger, she'd kill them with ease if they did that.

He sighed as he got out of his bed, Moving to his closet. He still wasn't wearing a shirt and his lack of any upper wear in his closet didn't help. Deciding to be crafty, Subaru left his room stealthily as he moved to the dress room. He was completely silent as he slowly snuck around the halls, reaching the room after a few minutes. After entering the dress room and finding the smallest size blazer he could, he grabbed a sowing kit and got to work on making some adjustments. After fishing up the alterations to the shoulders, Subaru put on the blazer. It was easy access to his chest on its own, something he felt would be needed for today.

He left the dressing room and decided to make his way to the kitchen, feeling very hungry from his forced sleep. As he entered the kitchen, he regretted it instantly as three sets of eyes landed on him. He stood around awkwardly as everyone but Rem stared at his chest. He knew the reason why Rem wouldn't, she hated the witch cult with every fibre of her being. The large declaration of love on his chest most likely made her seethe. He silently moved to grab some bread and jam as they all began to return to their work. He sat in uncomfortable silence as he ate his sandwich as everyone took occasional glances at him when they thought he wasn't looking.

After an awkward breakfast, Subaru left the kitchen in silence. He could tell that it wasn't intentional, but the silence was unnerving to say the least. It reminded him of his time during captivity. Whenever Capella left him alone to his own devices, he would crumble under the stress of being alone. He had started to grow dependant on her company to keep himself sane. He was no longer in her company now. he had to adapt and try his best not to latch onto the others. He just needed to keep himself in the company of someone else and he won't start to lose it.

He made his way to the dining room. He doubted that all of the maids were in the kitchen for breakfast of all things, were the candidates here already? He stopped thinking about it, being alone with his thoughts was far too unhealthy. He decided to enter with style as he busted open the door, regretting it immediately after five different swords were aimed at his neck. Yep, the knights and their candidates were indeed here as well. If Reinhard, Ferris, Wilhelm, Julius, and Al aiming different pointy blades at his throat weren't enough proof of that, he didn't even know Ferris had a sword. In an attempt to stop his head from being knocked off by a sword, he started to viciously shake his hands in panic as he tried to diffuse the situation.

"Friendly fire! Friendly fire!" The strange usage of words combined with his obvious confusion convinced the knights to sheathe their swords as they moved back to accompany their respective mistresses, not before saying their hellos and their apologies for nearly killing him. After what he assumed was another failed loop, Subaru recomposed himself as he moved to the front of the room, standing next to Emilia as she stood at the front. Most of the candidates looked confused at his dress sense, he honestly couldn't blame them. A blazer on its own combined with his tracksuit longs wasn't the greatest combination.

They had all seemed to be waiting on him. He stayed silent as he waited for anyone of them to pipe up. Eventually, Anastasia decided to break that silence as she asked the question on all of the candidate's minds. "Care to explain exactly why we are here? I doubt you invited us over just to celebrate your knight's return." At the question, Emilia seemed to seize up at how nonchalant her tone had been. Crush was oddly silent, it seemed very out of character of her not to chime in by now.

Felt decided to join in as she was unaware of the situation, Reinhard had a nervous look on his face as he stared at the green haired duchess. "Big sis, I'm happy that big bro is back but I don't really have the time to party. I've got a camp to run ya'know?" However, she froze up alongside everyone else as the room dropped in temperature immediately. Her voice came out cold and distant as she turned to her knight. "Take it off."

Subaru was a smart cookie, one that didn't want to suffer the wrath of the currently furious angel in front of him. He almost ripped off the blazer as the black heart was revealed once more. The moment she saw it, Felt got up and opened a nearby window to throw up her just finished breakfast. Others decided that looks of horror would be more suitable. Crush again was oddly neutral as she eyed it down, it was then that Felt decided to comment on the horrible mark on his chest. "Did that bitch do this! I'll fucking get Reinhard to gut her open like a slab of meat."

A large wave of killer intent flooded off Felt as she eyed down the mark, her killer intent was snuffed out when a wave of pure malice washed over everyone. Everyone turned to the source, it was Crush. She was pissed and she dared not hide it, what pissed her off was unknown to Subaru. He wasn't sure who sat in that chair, her odd behaviour combined with the constant waves of malice were too out of character. He couldn't simply say it was Capella, his disappearance could have had an effect on her. She had once said that he was a man she would admire for all that represented courage, to have that symbol she put her belief into disappear so suddenly could change some things up in her actions and thinking.

"I wish to know what kind of monster we are dealing with." It was unexpected but no one rejected the offer, most already knowing she wanted to question him. She got up before she was given any permission for what she was about to do, everyone wanted to know about Subaru's time as a sex slave first. She stood in front of the boy with a grim expression as she began her questioning. "Natsuki Subaru. If you are to lie under any circumstance, you will be forcefully declared brainwashed and subjected to immediate treatment to allow you to recover. Do you understand?"

Subaru nodded his head, even simple things such as body language could be detected under her wind of untruth. Lying would only make things worse. "Good. Please recount your time with her, in detail please." Subaru gulped as he knew he couldn't bend anything with such a narrowed question. He sighed as he took a deep breath, he had to be a psychic.

Two Months Prior

Subaru woke up in a strange room, only remembering his wall being blasted open and feeling a palm on his head before blacking out. It was a lavish room with lovely leather patterns on the wall and a red carpet across the floor. He tried to move a hand to his head as he sat up, only to be pulled back down by a hand that did not belong to him. He was of course very scared at the foreign contact as he turned to the owner of said hand. At first, he thought it was Felt messing with him, but after further inspection of her clothes and features, that thought was replaced with a look of panic. To the side of him laid the sin archbishop of lust, a mellow smile on her face as she stared at him in silence.

Although he felt oddly calm, Subaru was still scared out of his mind as he eyed down the archbishop, waiting for her to mess with his body or rip his guts out when he let his guard down. Capella seemed to take notice rather quickly, she decided to shift closer to him and wrap her arms around him, pulling him into a hug as Subaru flinched. She stroked his hair gently as he shivered under his only weakness, comfort. After a while of silence, she spoke.

"I can't believe you're finally here, in my arms for me to love with all my heart. I have been waiting for the right time to take you away from those meatbags, my beloved" He felt a spike of dread crawl up his spine as he looked at the sin archbishop. That dread slowly transformed into anger as he swatted away the hand moving through his hair. "Your beloved? Don't make me laugh! Who the hell would love a monster like you!"

He expected a response, anger, heartbreak, even fear. Nothing came as she gave him a look of calm, one that angered him further. He tried to escape her grip but was too weak to do so. "Look at how confused those meatbags have made you, I'm far from a lowly monster. If you don't believe me, I will let you request anything of me that isn't your return to the half-devil's camp."

Anything? He pondered for a moment. If he could ask anything, why not take away something he guessed she did a lot of. "I want you to stop torturing innocent people. No, stop torturing people in general!" He watched as her brow furrowed at the request but relented after a small amount of time.

"Fine. This lovely lady will show her generosity by no longer tormenting those within her captivity." Her eyes narrowed. "Be aware that you have taken away one of my outlets though, whatever happens is your sin to bare." Although wary of her ominous statement, Subaru focussed on the bright side of things. No more people would suffer while here, at least not as badly as they would before. Subaru laid there for a while as Capella went back to cuddling with him, he hated it of course but he didn't want to get too testy with what he could demand of her.

Most of the days passed by the same after that, she cuddled with him, made small talk, and then left. Had she not been a sadistic homicidal murderer, he might have given her a chance at redemption. She had barely been able to build up any trust with him, one that was balanced by three rules. She wasn't able to harm his friends, use their forms, or kidnap them. The first month passed by with ease, he barely even noticed it.

Then the hell began. It started when she started to get more touchy, more erratic with every action she made. Pokes and prods made her irritated. Then it got worse. Once she had asked him to call her Cappy. When he refused, he was promptly strangled until the word left his mouth. She got more violent the more he denied her, even resulting in more sexual ways of torment. She would start with beating him over the head, then clawing at his skin, sometimes forcing an erection onto him, and restraining anything he could use to relieve himself. eventually it got to be too much, and he simply began to listen to her requests. She never left any injuries behind due to the healing properties of her black blood. One day, she asked him to have sex. He denied her, got tossed into a wall and forcefully stripped, all while being strangled as she proceeded to ride him without mercy. He made the realisation however, that when she had sex with him, she would start to mellow out again.

He was given a choice, fuck her silly and no one gets hurt, or bare all the pain because he refused to treat her raging libido. He chose the easier option out of desperation. His month of hell became a moth of forsaking those he cared for as he would rail Cappy every two days just to stop the abuse. Capella had only gotten more bizarre the longer he was around her, talking of plans for marriage and children. Like hell he would father this bitch's kids. Eventually, he got used to his new life and accepted that he wouldn't be rescued. The thought of a domestic Capella became more appealing with each passing day, a process that was halted when he finally tasted freedom once more.

Present

Looks of horror were sent his way as he laid it all out on the table for them to hear. Crush was looking at him with a look hat hid many emotions, a small and faint spark of joy glinted in her eyes before her expression turned grim. "He is telling the truth." What a horrible reaction that followed.

Done! I know! I'll make these longer! Goodbye!