Horny Subaru (BL) Pt. 02

Subaru made it to his room and locked up.

He tucked into his bed, unable to think about anything. At least anything other than his time with Reinhard.

It was surreal. Like he was dreaming. One moment he was teasing the man, the next moment, the two of them were in bed, stroking each other.

Just by thinking about it gave him an erection.

It was odd. Very odd. He never thought about men this way before. Actually, was he only finding this interesting because of the novelty and the inherent forbidden nature of it?

No.

Didn't work that way. He felt this because it was Reinhard. That man was a perfect man and so that's why Subaru felt this way and it would pass! Surely!

Yet, it didn't.

His penis pressed up and eventually he had to get it out. He stared at his hard cock, thinking about how he gave Reinhard an orgasm. That kiss... those lips. That scent. It only got him harder and pant.

Subaru's hand reached his cock and stroked. Another hand reached for his nipples, tickling one.

A familiar tingle erupted from within his prostate, slowly inching closer and closer to his tip. Warm tingle. Pleasant. Good. Amazing. The tingle grew and grew and he released faster than ever. A spurt of goodness, intensified by the image of that redhaired knight.

Subaru panted and kept staring at the ceiling. What the hell am I doing?

Wasn't he an adult now? He had to handle this the adult way. He couldn't just change everything and become dejected. He had to protect Emilia. He wanted to protect Emilia. Emilia was the only person he wanted to be special to.

So... Reinhard had to go from his mind. Shaking his head, Subaru cleaned up as best as he could and stared out the window. There was still some time before the evening.

Ram would freak, huh? Meaning, he had to ask Rem for help.

"So, I just have to wash the sheets?"

"Yeah, really sorry."

"No worries, Subaru-kun. It's not often you dirty sheets. What did you drop anyway?" Rem asked.

"It's embarrassing."

"Come on, it's not like you peed the bed," Rem laughed.

"No but I might have... it's my semen."

"Huh!" Rem dropped the sheets. She'd folded it nicely and even clutched it close but she just dropped it and turned a shade redder. "I- I see... boys do that, I heard..."

Who the hell is feeding you that kind of information? "Sorry."

"No, no, it's fine." She picked it up, and almost sniffed the thing. Almost... actually, she might have sniffed it just a little when Subaru wasn't looking. "I'll go give it a wash. I'll come back with a new sheet later. Lord Roswaal was waiting for you in his study."

"Oh okay," Subaru said, leaving. "Thanks Rem."

On his way, he breathed a sigh of relief and contemplated reality. Normally, he'd wash his own stuff. Especially if his seed happened to be on those. But right now, he couldn't do that. There were several reasons but perhaps the most important one was- he was a guest here.

Even now... he was just a guest.

Knock!

Knock!

"Roswaal- it's me."

"Come in."

Subaru opened the door and went in.

A little dark. The curtains were closed. One lamp illuminated the whole room and its four glorious shelves. A table stood between Subaru and Roswaal. As did a couple of chairs. "Have a seat."

"Why are you dressed like that?" Subaru sat down.

"Why? I can't wear pajamas?"

"Didn't peg you to be into that. Always thought you slept in your suit."

"I sleep naked, Subaru-kun."

Subaru cringed. "So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Hmm... let's see... did you have sex with Reinhard Van Astrea?"

Huh?

Confused

So, Roswaal knew?

How?

Reinhard wouldn't tell. The people who saw them didn't know Subaru.

So.

How?

"No," Subaru said.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"I see."

"Why ask me that?"

"You've been acting straaange."

"That doesn't mean I went and had sex with a man!" Subaru laughed. A bit strained but he was serious. After all, in reality, he hadn't had sex with Reinhard. Handjobs didn't count.

"Why? Is sex with a man that terrrrible?" Roswaal said, taking a seat on the table, just in front of Subaru, leaning closer, a hand on Subaru's cheek, almost tilting that lip of his. "Well, Subaru-Kun?"

"What are you playing at?"

"Did nothing happen between you and Reinhard?"

"No-nothing!"

"Then I suppose he wouldn't mind if I-" Lips on lips. Subaru just stared. Confused. Flabbergasted. Appalled even. "Keep you to myself." His lips parted, curving. Smile?

Hot warmth.

"Wh-what are you doing!" Subaru almost stumbled back but Roswaal held him. "Tell me, Subaru-kun, are you really that against being with a man?"

"Of-of course I am! I want to be with Emilia- and-"

"But," Roswaal breathed into Subaru's ears. "Wouldn't being with me, someone who will cherish you, pleasure you till your satisfied much more appealing than being with that halfwit elf who still thinks kissing makes one pregnant? How long do you think you'll need to convince her to spread her legs?"

"Sex isn't everything. I'm sure we'll figure-"

"What if she denies you? What if she says no?"

"Then-"

"Then will you move on?"

"Roswaal, seriously-"

"I'm telling you Subaru-kun," he unzipped Subaru's pants, holding that semi-hard cock between his fingers. "I can pleasure you till you're satisfied. Wouldn't that be nicer than-" A stroke.

"No!" Subaru actually moved and got out of Roswaal's clutches. "I don't see you that way."

"You don't have to."

"I'll give you two options. Either submit to me, and let me have you. Or keep that erection and hope that halfwit someday, somehow, manages to spread her legs."

"Don't speak of her that way!"

"Why not?" Roswaal shrugged, opening his own zipper. A cock. A massive one. It just floated about, veiny, ready, twitching. He slid his pants down too. Parting his hairless thick ass cheeks. "I'm ready whenever. You just need to say the word. I won't even mind if you decided to keep Emilia. This will be our little secret. Actually, I might be able to help you bed Lady Emilia."

"You're insane!"

And yet.

Yet, Subaru's cock was hard. It was raring to go. But... but he shoved it back inside his underwear and left.

Gritting his teeth the whole time.

Fuck.

Fuck.

FUCK!!!

He banged his fist on the wall, nearly breaking something. "God damn it....!"

"Subaru, are you okay?"

"Emilia? What are you doing-"

"Oh, Roswaal had called me to discuss something."

That asshole. Did he want to show-

Fucking asshole!

But, Subaru didn't do anything. He unclenched his fists. "He's a little busy now. Why don't you talk to him during dinner."

"Okay."

"Umm... Emilia."

"Yes??"

"Can I... can I sleep with you tonight?"

Emilia's cheeks turned red in an instant. Her ears twitched, and she avoided all eye contact. "Umm... isn't that too soon for us. We- we can't sleep on the same bed. That's..." she couldn't even say it.

Yet, Subaru chuckled. Bits of tears appeared. Was he glad... glad to see the lady before him with such radiant innocence??

"Subaru? Are you okay? You're crying. Subaru!?"

"I'm fine..."

"Well... if it means so much to you then," Emilia managed, barely.

"No, it's okay. Good night, Emilia."

"Eh, goodnight?"

It wasn't even evening yet.

But Subaru went straight to his room and locked up.

Emilia stood there. A little confused.

But... she clenched her fist.

Guilty pleasure

Subaru woke up with a patch.

A patch over his pants. That familiar scent. He already forgot what he was dreaming about but it felt nice.

A little groggy and still sleepy.

Barely midnight? He yawned and somehow got out of bed, slowly reaching for the door, hoping not to bump into something and screw his toes. There had to be something still left in the kitchen, right?

On his way, he ran into no one. Most of the mansion was probably asleep anyway; a little dark but manageable. Or at least that's what he thought but there was someone in the kitchen.

"You should really wash yourself before running around in that," Ram said. "Filthy."

"Sorry," Subaru said. "I was too hungry to change."

"I bet you'd go straight to bed, in that."

Subaru awkwardly laughed. "Yeah." But Ram was right.

Ram was cleaning, so Subaru slowly snuck to the other side and grabbed some cold soup and a breadstick. Better than starving.

"Earlier," Ram started. "Did Lord Roswaal do something to you?"

"Wh-what do you mean? Why would he-" Ram was close. Too close. Close enough to sniff him.

"Did he-"

"He did nothing."

Ram stepped back. "I hope I can trust your words."

Subaru debated whether to take the food back or just eat it there. In the end, he sat down in the corner and started sipping and chewing.

"He wanted to fuck me," Subaru eventually said.

"And you said no?"

"Yes. I'm not into men. I'm only looking to-" Subaru shut up and didn't finish.

"It's obvious," Ram said. "Still, you can get really close to Lord Roswaal that way. He hardly shows that kind of attention to others."

And she was right. While Roswaal did throw around a lot of theatrics and even pretended to care about women, he in fact did not do anything to them, or so Ram had said.

"I'm not interested. I'd rather... anyway, why are you interested?"

"I wanted... I wanted your place. I wanted to be his favorite. I wanted!" She stopped. "Would he... would he still take me, if I were to offer him my ass? Men have sex in the ass, right? We both have asses, right? He might not like my vagina but my ass-" She'd grabbed her ass and showed it to Subaru, frantic.

"Ram..." Subaru mumbled but didn't finish.

His stomach was empty. It was occasionally roaring for some food. Yet he couldn't chew. He couldn't swallow.

He couldn't ate.

But he forced himself to.

To distract himself. To not think about any of these. About these horrible things.

These feelings. These dilemmas. These... thoughts.

In the end, Subaru finished it, and for once, patted Ram's head, waiting for her to bat his hand away.

But she didn't.

She just silently sniffled. "I'm sorry," Subaru said.

"Please take your dirty hands off me," Ram said yet made no effort of doing so. She just stood there, silently crying.

"Sorry," Subaru said again, leaving.

Once he was back in his room, he considered taking off the pants. It didn't smell too bad and wasn't totally wet but... but it was best to change into something better, right?

But he didn't.

His dick had arisen once more. Stroking, he thought about Emilia. But it wasn't working. So he thought about Reinhard... about the time they were together... about the time Roswaal almost forced himself- "UMGH!" He came, blushing in that primordial heat of desire and lust.

Fuck...

Sighing, he closed his eyes, hoping sleep would cure him of all his guilty pleasures.

The next day, Subaru planned on keeping himself locked up.

However, his body had other plans. His queasy hurt and penis roared... not for a release. But rather, they wanted to meet someone; they wanted to feel that same touch... it just wasn't same without that touch. Subaru knew... he had to go out.

To that bar.

To that man.

So-

Despite his best efforts... he went out. I have to end this!

But then came the question, was he actually going to? Could he even?