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Beneath a lifeless sky of dull grey clouds, a pair of elegantly dressed adults stood alone in complete silence. Not a word was uttered, not a noise was made—it was evident they were mourning, and the sober, overcast day was all too fitting.
That mourning was not in sorrow but amiable remembrance. Gentle smiles adorned each of their faces, pleasant memories of times long past flicking through their minds—they were from a time they recalled fondly, one that moulded them into the people they were today.
The memories they held were delicate, yet burned extremely bright—decades of turmoil and struggle interweaved between times of genuine peace and prosperity; their past was not truly calm, nor was it particularly brutal on the surface. They fondly remembered some things, and others they chose to ignore for the sake of their mental health—but they never forgot anything.
Everything they had lived through formed the all-important jigsaw puzzle which made them who they were presently, and losing even one piece would leave them incomplete.
The first part of that puzzle was formed approximately one thousand years ago, when Natsuki Subaru was summoned to this world from his homeland of Japan.
Though his time in his birthplace was short, Subaru had used his otherworldly knowledge to overcome seemingly impossible tasks. The defeat of the Witch's Cult, the elimination of the three great Witch Beasts, and the formation of ties between all four great nations… three things nobody else in history could manage, and yet Subaru had done them all in a matter of years.
The resulting times were known as the greatest era of peace in recorded history.
With the elimination of the Sin Archbishops, Omega, and even the witch Pandora herself—not only did they no longer have any overlying enemies threatening their existence, but Subaru had also achieved the status of a 'Sage'.
Controller of all Authorities, Subaru bore this prestigious title for many years whilst he trained to master the amalgamation of power within him. By the time Subaru hit his thirties, he had truly mastered the use of each Authority—earning the title of 'Great Sage', one which bestowed him with vast knowledge, concentrated power, and a body that would never succumb to the sands of time.
Forever in his prime, Subaru never aged a day. Just like his half-elf wife and his timeless spirit, he would forever retain a youthful appearance, never to grow into that 'silver fox' look he had always hoped for in his twilight years. But rather than growing wrinkly alongside his friends, Subaru remained stagnant in time while they all lived their full, happy lives until one by one, they each came to a peaceful end.
However, those years would never come to pass for Subaru, since a permanent death was no longer an option he had. As a foreigner to this world, Od Laguna would never accept his soul upon death, always returning it to its rightful owner no matter how he perished. Now that he had an unaging body and a way to overcome any non-age related death, Subaru had essentially become immortal.
Normally, the fate of outliving your loved ones would be a cruel and terrible one. It was inevitable that Subaru had made and lost several friends across his centuries of life, but his life carried on regardless. Eventually, this land's resources ran dry and the soil had lost its nutrients, causing the vast majority of people to relocate elsewhere. But Subaru and his small family remained, for this was still home to them, centuries invested into lands that they would not move away from so easily. One might assume that living a deathless life in an overgrown ghost town of a country would be an eternal curse, but for Subaru, it was a blessing in disguise.
Emilia and Beatrice, ever the most loving and caring ladies in his life, kept both the madness and the sadness at bay throughout the ages. Alone, Subaru's mind would have slipped many years ago, but with those two by his side, Subaru spent nearly every day of his life living carefree and joyous. The reward for the many, many deaths and horrors he had experienced as a young man was to live out the rest of his days in happiness with those who loved him and could share in the endless passage of time. The day he no longer had his beloved wife by his side would be the day that Natsuki Subaru would accept the possibility of passing on for good, but until then, he knew he would be alright, living out his retirement in bliss with his two most favourite people in the world.
The only one still around from 'the old days' that wasn't living with them was Puck, who decided to embrace his Beast of the End form and patrol this side of the continent as the Great Spirit of Fire, resolute to vanquish any threats to his daughter's family before they could dare get close enough. Every once in a while he would stop by to check in on them, but as the natural magic that flowed through the land diminished over the years, so did the frequency of his visits. Still, he never failed to stop by once every few years.
As they basked in their tender reticence, a warm breeze blew through the conurbation. The man was the first to open his eyes, taking a sneaky moment to embrace the glorious sight of his female companion.
They were both sharply dressed, a tradition they both observed to maintain a sense of respect and dignity for those they had met over the decades, and to Natsuki Subaru, the sight of his wife dressed in her most formal attire never ceased to amaze him.
It was a seemingly unassuming ensemble at first, but upon closer inspection, one would quickly begin to notice the meticulous artisanal perfection which formed its flourishing elegance.
Her dress, a white gown that sleekly hugged her feminine frame, only served to amplify her overwhelming beauty. Her ample bust and broad hips were flaunted subtly, just enough to make her husband's nose bleed casually—showing enough skin to avoid modesty, yet hiding enough to maintain her alluring air of mystery.
Her elven heritage and natural beauty removed the need for makeup though, so aside from her mane of silver hair that her husband had nearly styled into an intricate braid—revealing much of her pale nape and dainty shoulders—her look was remarkably uncomplicated.
Though to Subaru, she would somehow look indescribably gorgeous even if she was to be dragged through a hedge backwards, so seeing her dressed up this nice was enough to make his heart race just from standing next to her.
Although much of the same was to be said about Emilia. When she finally opened her own eyes, catching the man she loved with all her heart staring at her in enchantment, her heart was driven in loops.
He was just so adorable! His sharp eyes somehow softened whenever their eyes met, his dopey grin became a charismatic smile, and everything about him just seemed to get better with age. Memories of her past self being so oblivious to Subaru's charms were enough to make her cringe, but those thoughts were cleansed at the sight of her suave husband clad in a proper suit. It was basically heaven to her eyes.
It didn't stop there though, for he was, for lack of other words, built. Years and years of intense physical training, combined with an excellent diet, had shaped his body into an impressively muscular physique. This, combined with a perfectly tailored suit gifted to him some decades ago, led Subaru to look more like a model than a knight.
He had seriously grown into his features, too. His once puffy face and overly-intimidating eyes once made him look rather feminine, yet unapproachable in a thuggish delinquent way. That had changed, though. Whilst he maintained his somewhat-feminine touch, that now only served to add a sense of gentleness to his masculine features. He looked mature, strong, and in Emilia's words, 'pretty'.
The couple spent a moment entranced by the other's beauty, despite being so intimately familiar with it, before breaking the silence in laughter. Year after year, day after day, they never grew tired of one another. Everything was fresh, exciting, and they loved every second of it.
"You're funny, Subaru! Anyway, if you're happy, let's go home now," Emilia said, taking his hand in her own.
"Hm, yeah. It's always nice to come here, but dwelling on the past for too long is never a great idea, as nice as it is."
Subaru's expression grew even warmer, the fond memories of his friends and allies from years past still ripe despite the time that had passed.
"Let's go home, Emilia-tan. I'm sure Beako is waiting patiently for us." He grinned, turning with her to face the long winding path back into the city. The memorial site they had set up was located in a quiet flower field just outside of the heart of the city. It was a fairly long walk back to their house, but to them it was just more time they could spend together in peace.
And so, the pair set off, uncaring as to the time of day nor how fast they walked.
Subaru was only joking when he mentioned Beatrice—as long as they returned and gave her attention, the time they spent to themselves was theirs, and she couldn't care less how long that time was as long as she got hers. She just wanted them to be happy, and she knew damn well the thing that made them the happiest was each other.
So they dawdled, taking their time, basking in each other's company. They acted like it was the last hours they'd get to spend together, but knew damn well they'd have times like this every day for as long as they cared for. Their laughter was loud and genuine, their smiles illustrated their glee. The couple was happy, genuinely happy—and nothing could ever come in the way of that. Never, ever again.
The road back up to the city was one of the few things that Subaru and Emilia made a conscious effort to meticulously maintain, no matter the time of year. The pavement itself was simple cobblestone, yet the magnificent field of brilliant flowers which encompassed it served to make it something out of a fairytale—it was a beautiful sight and they desperately wanted to preserve that image. In their eyes, it was the bridge between their present and past—keeping the road clear and flowers pruned was basic respect for their friends who had passed on.
"Wow! I feel like the flowers have powered up every time we come back to visit!"
"Hehehe, Emilia-tan is reaaaally starting to cut loose with the Subaruisms today, huh?" the raven-haired boy teased, not catching his own colloquial slip up in the process.
A cunning smirk formed on Emilia's face. She had him in a trap he couldn't escape.
"Am I reaaaally, my dear Subaru?"
Subarus froze up, stammering to come up with a proper response as a deep blush spread across his face.
"No, but, that's not…dammit!" he muttered, shoving his free hand into his pocket to emphasize his tantrum, yet still refusing to let go of Emilia's hand. That would be heresy, and he could never in a million years imagine the shame he would go through should he commit a crime as heinous as that.
Emilia simply grinned, his adorable reaction tugging at her heartstrings. She would reward him for being so unbelievably cute later, although he was almost always cute in her eyes…so she'd have to reward him even more.
The pair continued down the quiet lane, basking in the warm breeze as they gazed upon the ruins of buildings that once stood tall and proud, buildings that they could vividly remember being constructed. These became more and more numerous as they started to inch closer to the city itself.
As they strolled through the still grand city, now well within its walls, sights that they had become intimately familiar with over the years came into view. The fountain that Subaru first saw when he arrived in Lugunica, now reduced to nothing more than a peculiar marble statue. The massive marketplace that the couple first walked through together, its wooden stalls now hollow and lifeless—no produce sat upon them.
And then, a seemingly inconspicuous shack—one that they had to take a fairly large detour to get to, but it was never not worth the effort. It sat deep within what used to be the city slums, though they now looked rather similar to the rest of the ancient city—they had long been cleaned up following Emilia's appointment as Queen, but one of her royal subordinates had insisted this one building remain erect. To say it was dilapidated would be an understatement, yet it held more meaning than any of the still somewhat decent looking buildings littered throughout the noble district for many reasons.
Old Man Rom's loot house. Even after so much time had passed, it was still the same shoddy old hut it always had been, but it always meant the same to the couple standing before it. Without that building, their relationship would genuinely not exist.
The couple wandered up the rickety staircase and to the doorway, before coming to a stop in front of a shiny metal plaque bolted firmly to the wall. It wasn't particularly large, nor was it made of anything fancy—it was akin to something you'd find outside a public building or park, yet the meaning it held was more significant than even the finest of materials could convey.
Here marks the location of the first meeting of Lugunica's 42nd ruler and her devoted knight, later made her husband.
So simple, yet at the time nobody could even begin to guess just how remarkable that meeting would truly be.
It was astonishing just how much had happened since that fateful day. How much they had grown. How much they had suffered. How much they had improved. They had truly matured, and now they were enjoying the fruits of their pains and the sacrifices of those they had befriended on their journey.
They had faced off against a woman that now seemed so insignificant in their lives, but she truly was their first major obstacle. Elsa Granhiert was a formidable foe, but she truly had ignited the fuse which led to a relationship that was basically indestructible.
The story had been told thousands of times, recalled by many as an example of a truly perfect love story. It was even made into a children's tale. Citizens of Lugunica would marvel at the strings of fate which brought its nation's beloved rulers together, and only Natsuki Subaru and his small family would ever know the true story.
On the surface, it really was a beautiful love story, one unmarred by anything but superficial hardships and easily-defeated evil. For the longest time, that was seen as nothing but a fact to anyone but Subaru himself—in their eyes he was a brilliant hero, and his great timing and inexplicably fantastic strategy is what led the world to an era of peace unseen in history previously. He was the mysterious knight who spearheaded the campaign for Emilia's camp and its massive success, and he gained worldwide fame for his actions.
But once a certain chain of events unfolded, those closest to him were allowed a peek, and then a full view of what it was truly like to be Natsuki Subaru.
Return by Death was an ability that seemed simply excellent at a first glance. The ability to move back in time and correct your mistakes was brilliant—doing whatever you pleased in life was simple, and you controlled the very flow of the world with your every move. Should you die, nothing else mattered. Everyone was brought right back to that seemingly random checkpoint, and only your memories remained intact.
But then you look into the intricacies, the little nuisances of the ability…and then you realize truly how abominable it is.
Subaru was unable to tell a soul—the Witch responsible for his power selfishly sewing his mouth shut, forcing him to keep the horrors of his countless brutal deaths bottled away for years. He suffered alone despite the overwhelming support of those around him, the iron grip of black shadows around his heart keeping him from spilling the gory tales of his suffering, else he risked facing her wrath.
It was a loneliness that suffocated his every sense, eased only by the love of those around him. The one person he could tell was a person he neither trusted nor cared for, and the pained worries of people genuinely concerned only left him more and more heartbroken. Every death, every loop, Subaru felt more and more alone.
So when she was crushed, when she was finally cast away from this world—it was as if an unimaginable weight was lifted from Subaru's shoulders.
It took a while, but he eventually managed to explain everything to the two people he wanted and trusted to know; His wife Emilia, and his spirit companion Beatrice. If it came from anyone else's mouth, it wouldn't have been believable even in the slightest—but because it was Subaru, they had no doubts. Tales of death and suffering filled them with a deep guilt and intense worry, but Subaru's constant reassurance and noticeable elation led them to accept it fully. It took him years to tell his story fully, but every theoretical chapter led Emilia and Beatrice to understand the boy they loved so dearly even more.
He had been through hell itself, but he had come out victorious. He had looked the devil in the eye for their sake, and truly refused to back down.
Over time, pained memories grew to be nothing more than those little jigsaw pieces that formed the story of Natsuki Subaru, and they could remember not what they entailed, but what they led to—even the harshest of his deaths still led to a bright future, so dwelling on them negatively wasn't doing them any favours.
It was because of this that they could stand in front of the place that Subaru had first tasted death, and smile warmly. No matter what, they were together now. He had fulfilled the promise he made to Emilia on that fateful day, and now it was nothing more than the start of his journey to greatness.
Whilst Subaru and Emilia had been around for a good ten centuries by this point, they didn't really care about anything but themselves, Beatrice, and the castle they lived in. The city itself was built well enough that it wasn't in complete ruins yet, but it had certainly seen better days. As long as they had everything they needed, a city long vacated was the least of their concerns.
It was clean, because they had more than enough time to spend keeping it so, but routine maintenance on an entire conurbation was far too much of a task for three people to handle. And so, as the years drifted away, the grand capital city of Lugunica fell into a ruinous husk—home to nobody but the trio that time couldn't touch.
Following their short detour, the couple only had one more place they wanted to visit before they could return back home. In a similar vein to the old loot house, it was a place that held much more significance in the memories of Subaru than in reality, yet it was now equally as important to Emilia too.
That place, of course, was the obscure alleyway hidden within the market district of the capital.
It was, for all intents and purposes, the first place Subaru and Emilia ever met—but once again, to everyone but Subaru himself, that wasn't actually the truth.
Emilia actually struggled to believe the story at first—a group of thugs roughing him up, her coming along randomly to chase them away, and Puck letting him rest in his lap whilst she healed him. It all sounded far too peculiar for a first meeting…but when she heard the rest of the story, that part seemed all too fair.
It wasn't the same for her, obviously. She had absolutely no memory of that meeting ever actually happening. She never would. But seeing the smile on Subaru's face as they strolled through the alley was always enough to make it more than worth the effort. It was very clearly a place he treasured, and she would never even dream of taking that away from him. When she looked into his eyes, she could see the memories of days long past playing through his mind; it brought her a strange comfort, knowing that he had finally been able to come to terms with everything that he had witnessed in his long life.
It made her proud, for she knew it was something she would never be able to do.
The pair didn't hang around for long however, simply passing through before continuing their way back up to the castle. It was times like these where they were thankful they had the diligence to keep the roads they frequented in good condition, most notably the long, winding path from the royal palace down into the city itself. The pair had long grown used to traversing it, but they couldn't imagine how troublesome it'd be to do on a rough dirt path. Furthermore, it made their home look just that little bit more pleasant, so it was definitely worth the labour.
Well, they were a sage and a half-elf…so it wasn't that much effort.
Regardless, it only took them about twenty minutes of brisk walking before they found themselves strolling through the imposing front gates of the palace—left open as usual because they were basically pointless. Nobody was even around to break in anymore, so they were now nothing more than decoration.
But then again, that applied to a good ninety percent of the castle itself. This was shown quite proudly by the main entrance and grand front hallway—it was one of the various parts of the needlessly large palace they had to pass through but never actually used, and so the decision to repurpose it was made. No longer was it a flaunt of wealth and affluence to important foreign ministers and their consorts, it now held a much, much more significant purpose.
That being, a place to display the various artifacts of their extensive history. Countless items of overwhelming importance were strung across the walls of the imposing vestibule, replacing old paintings and statues of ancient political figures with the things that helped guide them through their journey.
Beneath the grand mezzanine hung the unsheathed Dragon Sword Reid, the glimmer that used to shine along its balde long gone, along with the noble hero who wielded it so valiantly.
A pair of metal arm shields sat proudly upon a pedestal by the front door, always on guard and shining brilliantly, just as the courageous tiger who always used to wear them with honor.
On top of the mantle rested a thin black wand on a small stand, its hidden compartment empty, the most intimate piece buried with the oni maid that was like a sister to the royal couple.
Countless more fragments of their past adorned the palace walls, and as the couple strolled through, they always made sure to take everything in as best as they could. They were just objects, but without the people behind them, they wouldn't be able to spend their days as they did currently.
Forgetting those who loved them would never happen. They made sure of it.
As the couple reached the grand staircase at the end of the hall, Subaru placed a gentle kiss on Emilia's lips.
"Feel free to go get changed, Emilia-tan. I'll go get lunch ready." he said, a smirk spreading across his lips. Emilia thought nothing of it though, and nodded happily before bouncing up the staircase and away to their bedroom.
Subaru, however, didn't immediately step into the kitchen, but into one of the numerous side rooms located along the hall. Inside, he shed his clothes, and quickly slipped on the fresh set he had set aside for this very moment.
He briefly glanced out of the window, catching the eye of the golden haired loli sitting peacefully in the garden, before making his way into the kitchen.
A few days prior, Subaru and Beatrice walked along the dirt path of the Royal Flower garden, which they had long since converted into a hybrid vegetable patch. They grew just about every single plant they could use to cook their meals here, everything except peppirs, which had been long extinct in this land ruled by three people that all had a child's sense of taste. They contractor/spirit duo liked to survey the food and flowers growing just a stone's throw away from their house, a little excursion they liked to frequent whenever Emilia was tending to her own matters.
They stopped at a bush that sprouted butterfly-attracting flowers, admiring the vast array of insects that thrived from its nectar. Beatrice was especially entranced by the wide variety of butterflies that showed up that day, her face showing off that childlike sense of wonder she had retained throughout the years.
Subaru was entertained seeing his spirit so captivated by nature, never tiring of her adorable face that was charming from every angle. Though he didn't want to disrupt her cuteness, Subaru knew that Beatrice would be upset if she caught wind that he was hiding something from her, so he decided to be out with it already. He put a hand on her shoulder and squatted down beside her, making himself around the same eye-level as her.
"Yo, Beako."
"Yes, Subaru?"
"I was thinking of doing a little something special for Emilia-tan, and I wanted to plan it out with you so it goes smoothly."
"Oh?" Beatrice looked away from the butterflies to give Subaru a sly look, putting a hand to her mouth as if to stifle some giggling. Despite her childish behavior, Beatrice had become a reliable and irreplaceable confidant for the ex-monarchs over the years, paying attention to every aspect of their marriage across the ages to know everything there was to know about the two.
Whenever they felt like there was even the slightest gap between them, Beatrice was always there to be their bridge. Even though Subaru and Emilia were practically tied together by the strings of fate, Beatrice was the force that would pull them closer to one another, making sure they would never drift apart.
"What's the occasion? Betty doesn't recall any anniversaries or birthdays coming up soon."
"Nah, nothing like that. I was just thinking the other day about how I've used up all my original material, and now I've got nothing new to fluster Emilia-tan with! How horrible is that? What kind of husband can't keep things fresh and interesting with his wife?" Subaru brought a hand up to cover his eyes, motioning wails of dismay to make his problem sound more dramatic.
"*sigh*... Betty's contractor is as useless as ever, I suppose." Beatrice shook her head, disappointed that even after all these years, she still had to bring Subaru's airheaded thoughts back down to reality. But it wasn't like she didn't enjoy it. "If there is truly nothing new, then you must simply revisit something old that we know Emilia likes."
"There's that Beako genius I know and love!" Subaru wrapped his arms around her and held her close to his chest, resting his cheek on the top of her head. Beatrice blushed and beamed brightly, proud to be needed and fawned over at the same time. Though she enjoyed the attention, she cleared her throat to tackle the issue at hand.
"Now then. If you wish to surprise Emilia, you will want to use something that you haven't used in a while, but something you also know she will enjoy."
"Hmmm, that's a lot to choose from…Can you think of anything she might prefer, maybe something she's told you?" At the question, Beatrice looked away from his direction and started to sputter, as if she was holding in a secret she wanted to blurt out.
"E-Emilia and B-Betty have s-spoken about this before a-and…uhhh…ahhh…t-that is to say…"
Beatrice stammered at every few words, struggling to get her words out. She took a few deep breaths before blurting out,
"YOU HAVE A REALLY REEEEALLY NICE BUTT, AND YOU SHOULD FLAUNT IT, IN FACT!"
The little spirit broke out of his hug and crossed her arms as she looked away from him, unable to face him after saying such a silly thing. Her love for him was never a secret, but her pure maiden's heart could only become so emotional before it became too much for her to bear.
"Ah, my butt. Of course, I should have known!" He gave himself a congratulatory pat on his own behind, "It's maintained itself as quite the conversation piece for you and Emilia-an over the years, huh?"
"T-That's neither here nor there, in fact! Stay on topic, I suppose!" Beatrice flushed a scarlet hue as she frantically waved her arms around all flustered, acting like a girl a small percentage of her age. Subaru snickered at his unparalleled ability to make Beatrice red in the face
"So we know how to win her over, but not the method of execution. What can I do to draw her in?" Subaru scratched his clean-shaven chin in thought, trying to remember. Out of all his flirtatious advances over the years, what has worked best?
"Betty can think of one thing, I suppose." Subaru stopped rubbing his chin and turned to look at his spirit. "Naked apron."
"Naked apron?"
"Naked apron," she confirmed, closing her eyes and nodding in total confidence. "Emilia has specifically told Betty in the past that she has always been quite fond of this maneuver, in fact. She claims it makes her heart 'flutter with the youth of somebody one tenth her age'."
"You don't say." Subaru leaned in, resting his head in his hands as he listened to the complimentary gossip. "Well, sounds like I have a plan then!" Subaru rose to his feet and put his hand to Beatrice's little head, "Thank you as always, Beako! You are truly wise beyond your years!"
Beatrice puffed her chest out and beamed with a sense of accomplishment. "Betty has seen many amazing sights in her days, I suppose. From forbidden spells of old, to the great battles fought when we first met, to the incredible view Betty gets every time she stands behind you. Betty will cherish these memories always, in fact."
"...Wait, what kind of 'incredible view' are you getting from standing behind me?" Subaru wondered aloud, but was quickly answered when Beatrice's smile grew wider and less innocent. She recalled the milenia of times she stood behind him at eye level with his rear, getting a front row view to that show nearly every day since the forming of their contract.
"Very incredible indeed, I suppose." Beatrice looked up at the sky, and for a brief moment she saw the shape of her contractor's clothed rear among the clouds.
"Hello? Earth to Beako!... I mean, this place, to Beako!"
"E-Eh? What?" Beatrice's mind snapped back to reality at the sound of Subaru's voice, looking side to side as if she had forgotten where she was.
"*Pfffft* Ahahahaha! And here I was thinking I had contracted the most innocent spirit in the whole wide world!"
"Hmph! You thought wrong, I suppose!"
"Bahahahaha!" Subaru cackled freely, holding his side as Beatrice smiled that she was still able to bring such happiness to her contractor. She held her arms up and Subaru instantly recognized the sign, lifting from under her arms and placing her on his shoulders. "Hmmm. I'm gonna need a setup to have her walk in on me cooking."
"Betty has a plan for that, in fact." Ever the savior, Beatrice chimed in once more to enlighten him, "You and Emilia are planning on taking an excursion in a few days, correct? Betty will stay behind and lay down some 'prep-work' to give you a chance to slip into place, I suppose!"
"You're a genius, Betty! A true genius!" Subaru nuzzled the back of his head into her chest, the most he could do as he carried her while walking back to the palace. "I'm so lucky to have you!"
"Hmmm. Betty is glad you have her too, I suppose." Beatrice whispered as she rested her head on his messy hair, enjoying the smell she had accustomed herself to love over the course of their contract.
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Emilia was never one to particularly care about how she dressed, yet over the years her understanding of fashion and what made Subaru tick grew exponentially. Whilst she would still be fine wearing nothing but a potato sack every day, seeing Subaru's gentle blush and wandering eyes whenever she wore something he liked (which was oftentimes simply nothing at all) sent her heart into overdrive.
And so, she decided to play on each of Subaru's strange, yet equally adorable tastes for their little picnic date. It was surprisingly simple, especially when compared to her previous outfit, yet she knew that it would hit each of Subaru's weak points with unmatched perfection.
She wore a cropped short-sleeved blouse and a simple black mini skirt, flaunting the toned tummy and milky-white thighs that she knew drove Subaru half-insane. The half-buttoned top hardly covered her buxom chest, a noticeable lack of a bra causing her nipples to press bare against the thin fabric. The pair of white stockings that hugged her legs perfectly complemented the rest of her rather simple outfit, leaving the upper parts of her thighs exposed save for a matching set of lace garter belts, a little surprise for her loving husband that she knew he was going to appreciate.
To top it all off, she had also made an effort to do her hair by herself, styling her mane in a much more simple half-up half-down ensemble, her braid keeping some of her hair back . It wasn't much, but it exposed her pointy ears and out of everything, that was the thing she was certain would hit Subaru the hardest.
She bounced down the stairs, carelessly wandering down the hall and towards a room she was more than familiar with.
Though, just as she reached the kitchen, she stopped herself from calling out to her husband when she noticed the door was cracked open. Subaru was busy at work, chopping a cucumber for their sandwiches, yet only one thing caught Emilia's eye as she glanced into the kitchen itself.
Subaru, in all his glory, was making lunch wearing nothing but an apron.
Her tongue instinctively glided over her lips as she silently glided into the room and over towards her target. She brought a hand up and flexed her fingers before firmly grasping one of the wonderful mounds of flesh and muscle known as Subaru's asscheeks. The most perfect things this world has ever seen. They were firm, yet jiggled with a holy satisfaction, managing to be plenty bountiful without being excessive. It truly was Lugunica's ass.
Before the surprised man could fully turn around, his feisty wife had already spun him around the rest of the way and pinned him to the granite countertop, snaking one of her hands beneath his thin apron. Emilia gave his firm pectoral muscles a squeeze just as she did to his butt, feeling up his chest and his ass at the same time.
"Well well well, what do we have here? You're not trying to flaunt that nice butt of yours to get a rise out of me, are you~?" Emilia asked in a flirting tone, leaning in to kiss him for the first time since they came home, stoking the fiery passion they held for each other. They kissed each other for only a few seconds before she backed off just enough to look into those eyes she had come to love so much and whispered, "Because it's working~."
"Heh. Are you really gonna lecture me about that, Mrs. 'Miniskirt & Crop Top'~?" Subaru flirted back, palming a breast with one hand while squeezing her ass with the other. "I don't know about you and Beako, but this is the best ass in all of Lugunica~!" he declared, giving her an extra firm squeeze on her rear.
"Oh-ho, you like my butt that much, do you?" Emilia teased, borrowing some of his speech quirks as she did. Emilia spun them both around so that she was the one against the counter and he was pressing against her. She took her hand out of his apron and placed it on the outside of his chest, making him take a few steps back so she had some room. She turned his back to him, threw her right leg up and let it rest on the counter, and hiked her skirt up to give him a nice view of her pale, bubbly, garter belt covered ass, shaking it side to side and giving it a good smack! "Oh no, the queen's butt is out for all the subjects to see! I sure wish the king was here to shield the public's eyes from—" Before she could finish, Subaru was already on top of her, hugging her from behind after he flipped his apron up to line his cock up with her vagina.
"I've got you, sweetheart." Subaru whispered into her ear, kissing its tip before effortlessly pushing into her entrance. Her body had been conditioned to loosen up and take his cock easily over the years, like it was something that completed her and was always welcome into her folds. As if they were made for each other, Subaru hilted himself within his dear wife in one go, his entire rod just enough to give Emilia a sense of fullness that only he could give her.
Just like they have pretty much every single day for the past thousand years, Subaru and Emilia fucked like newly weds, never tiring in their bodies or for each other. He pulled himself out halfway just so he could slam back into her, clapping her cheeks against his waist, and repeated again and again and again, both of them getting the mutual pleasure of treating their kitchen the same way they treated their bedroom. His balls slammed into her thighs with every thrust forward, their pillowy softness keeping Subaru safe from wearing himself out too early so that he could keep fucking his wife like a good husband should.
It had been less than 24 hours since they had last done it, so naturally they were extremely horny and pent up, so it wasn't long until they reached their first orgasms of the day. Their bodies were so in tune with each other, that one orgasm would cause the other's to start as well, as if their respective biologies were encouraging them to breed as much as possible. Emilia's one foot on the ground stood on its toes as she clamped down around Subaru, who in turn had reached a hand up to grope one of her scantily-covered breasts as he shot ropes upon ropes of fresh semen into her babymaker. Their movements slowed and their breathing became less erratic, Emilia flexing her vaginal walls to milk and leftover cum from his dick while he stayed as deep as he could inside and let her.
Unfortunately, all good things had to come to an end, so Subaru pulled himself out of her entirely with a wet *plop* sound. He stepped to the side, moving to lean back against the counter next to the panting Emilia, whose leg and upper body rested on the countertop to recover and lose some of that tingly feeling. Subaru undid the bow knot around his waist and rolled the bottom half of the apron up to tie it in place, making it so that he was completely exposed from the waist down. Now he could screw his hot wife without anything getting in the way! He pumped a fist with enthusiasm, but was stopped short when he felt a familiar tap on his shoulder.
"Hey you~." Emilia flirted, looking down at him from her new position: doing a perfect split on the counter, her skirt hiked up enough to show her bare pussylips drooling onto the kitchen surface. Subaru was definitely going to have to clean up once they were done here. Her spread legs, exposed skin, and sultry smile were all Subaru needed to turn around to face her, placing his rehardening penis atop the counter while Emilia scooted the position of her split to match him. Yet again they lined up with each other, as if their sex organs were drawn to each other through love, destiny, and the red string of fate that wrapped around them like a spool of thread.
"You're gonna run me dry one of these days."
"I would never risk depleting such a valuable natural resource!" she exclaimed, giving him a quick peck on the lips, "Besides, I love you far too much to do that to you! If you're tired, then we don't have to—"
"What, are you kidding? I want you to run me into the ground, baby~!" Subaru put his hands on her back and prodded inside of her once again, lodging himself about halfway inside.
"Funny." Emilia's spread legs quickly closed around his waist, the tops of her feet clasping behind him as she dug her heel into his lower back, "I was going to ask you to do the exact same thing to me~." She gazed lovingly into his eyes while using her legs to bring her body closer to his, sheathing his cock within her the rest of the way until their hips met intimately once more. Using the counter as support, Subaru and Emilia resumed their hyperactive sex life, their middles never parting for more than a brief moment before clapping into each other again.
Their chests pressed into each other, soft mounds covered by thin dress material against firm pecs behind thick cloth, yet they could still feel their hearts beating in sync with one another as if they were made for this. Subaru used his standing position to do most of the thrusting, but Emilia made sure to return his motions as best she could, almost humping herself off the counter altogether. As they bumped bodies over and over again, they let their inhibitions run wild and sloppily made out, sucking each other's tongues, biting each other's bottom lips, and they each moved their hands up to comb their fingers through their spouse's hair. Sometimes they had a hard time believe that this blissful quiet life filled with love, sex, and peace was actually real, but feeling each other in such an intimate way made them both accept this as reality.
It wasn't long until they hit their orgasms again, Subaru hugging her harder so that her boobs pressed into him while she kept him rooted within her tunnel the entire time he came, both of them too overly attached to part from each other before they both finished cumming. Her folds rippling along his length, his rod hit her sweet spots, all while the two former monarchs continued to make a sexual mess of each other. Only when Emilia felt the blasts of cum power-washing her womb start to subside did she loosen her leglock, happy that he had pumped her as full as he possibly could.
Slowly her legs relaxed and they slid down his sides, her heels bumping into the lower cupboards, letting herself relax against the kitchen backboard. Subaru had to put a hand on the counter to stabilize himself, his knees feeling weak and ready to give out at any moment. They took a few moments to catch their breaths, the fact that they always gave their all every time was extremely draining on them both, but totally worth it. Though not much happened physically when they rested like this, there was a mutual appreciation for the sounds of panting and hot breath on their bare skin that they loved to bask in every time.
However, Emilia sprung into action before Subaru could recover, slipping off the counter and expertly falling to her knees, making her husband step back just enough for her to loudly smooch the head of his penis. "Emilia-tan wai—" But she didn't wait, instead she focused on her goal of cleaning up her lover after sex and pushed herself futher down, throating his cock easily to the point where her soft lips kissed around the base of his cock.
Subaru's hands immediately go to the top of her head, enjoying the feeling of her silky silver hair on his fingertips, not even needing to apply any sort of pressure to keep her in place. Emilia had already dipped her hands between his thighs and reached up to grab both of his buttcheeks, using her position to keep herself in a constant state of deepthroating as she swallowed around him. For Subaru, this was the dream, up until Emila began to use her grip on his ass to lift him up entirely, still sucking his cock as she rose to her feet and brought Subaru along with her. Now Subaru felt a bit torn, still enraptured by her intense fellatio, but he always got a little panicked whenever she would handle him as if he weighed nothing at all.
Emilia turned 180 degrees and gently placed her somewhat-fragile husband onto the counterspace she had just been sitting on, placing his butt on the granite and moving her hands to his lower back to continue sucking away. She even stuck her tongue out just enough to lick at his balls, showing him every little bit of love that she was capable of expressing. Subaru was always impressed at how amazing her mouth felt, how impressive it was that she could hold a single breath for so long, and at how skilled she was at making him cum, soon to be three times within the span of a few minutes.
Just as he started bucking his hips into her face, just a light push away from cumming, Emilia pulled back entirely and moved a hand to firmly grip his shaft, placing her fingers along his cumvein and capping his slit with her thumb. Subaru's hands instinctively went to move her hand, either to release her grip or to start moving to give him some of the lost stimulation, but it was too late.
Subaru had been successfully blue-balled by his beautiful and loving wife. Betrayal at its finest.
"Emilia-taaaaaan! What the hell? What'd I do to deserve this? Are you evil now? You're evil Emilia, aren't you? Evilia! E-V-I-L!" Subaru overdramatically began to shout, pleading for his lover to explain why she would creully deny him his release!
"Come now, Subaru. If you gave me everything right now, then there would hardly be any left for tonight!" Emilia explained as she rose to her feet and wiped her mouth clean against her bare arm. She leaned over and undid the tie on his apron, letting the bottom half spill out and cover his now cleaned genitals and muscular thighs.
"Heh, leave it to my Emilia-tan to think ahead for the future! Number one ruler, EMT! Long may she reign!"
"Oh Subaru, you know my reign came to an end quite some time ago." Emilia puffed her cheeks at Subaru's intentional tomfoolery, not that she would say the word 'tomfoolery' anymore.
"Then we'll renew it for another few eons! Ten thousand years, at least!"
Not caring for the fact that her lips had been tightly wrapped around his cum-soaked cock just moments before, Subaru leaned in to capture his lover's lips with his own.