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.