Moan
"Hmm… what is this?" Roswaal said watching the trio enter his mansion. His brows knit close and then his expression turned ever so sour.
"Good afternoon, Sir Roswaal," Reinhard greeted.
Some pleasantries.
Emilia motioned the other two to the upper floors, and they followed. But Roswaal never blinked. He called for the maids, whispering something.
Meanwhile, Subaru's chest thumped harder and harder.
He'd done it. He'd done with Reinhard and now Emilia knew. What's worse Emilia wanted to watch. Why did she want to watch? Had something happened to her?
What's worse, what if she hated him now?
"Come in," Emilia said, opening her door. "Sit or stand wherever you like," she said, locking up. "I've asked Puck to not disturb us for the next hour."
She took a seat and with a smile, kept watching.
Reinhard looked at Emilia, then turned to Subaru. "Has she always been like this?"
"No," Subaru shook his head violently.
"Matters not," Reinhard said, lifting up Subaru's thin lips and planting a firm wet kiss. "Let the world watch if they want to, it concerns us not. Our love shall transcend all limitations!"
"Sometimes you say some really embarrassing shit," Subaru sighed, and while his heart still roared, he took off his shirt.
Emilia was still watching. Very intently at that too. Yet Subaru reached for Reinhard's perfect face, his warm tongue, his supremely good scent. He kissed Reinhard, his fingers spread everywhere, settling down on Reinhard's ass, grouping those muscular yet fleshy mounds, eventually making their way into his wrinkly warm hole.
"Hey," Reinhard managed. "Again?" A knowing smirk.
"How does it feel it in the anus," Emilia said. "Describe it to me."
"Very well," Reinhard said, dropping his pants and dropping to all four himself. "It feels wondrous. Like a warm sneeze that refuses to release and keeps building with each stroke, like an orgasm that simply grows larger and larger and larger till it makes you squeal and your legs weak and your heart crave his sincere touch!"
"Reinhard!" Subaru managed.
Emilia's face warped to an even lewder smile, her blush had gotten so profound, it was hard to tell if she was mad or extremely embarrassed; ears aflush. But her legs remained shut tight. But they moved. No, squirming even. Her breath, absurdly fast. "Can you show me?" She whispered.
"That's why we're here," Reinhard said. "Subaru why don't you-" He paused. Subaru hadn't wetted his finger, rather Subaru's dick was out. Hard dick. "Oh, why didn't you say so," Reinhard murmured. "Come," he plopped down on the floor, spreading his arms towards his love. "Come to me Subaru."
Subaru reciprocated with full heat!
The familiar tight wet welcoming embrace. The heat and scent of delight, the passion of a bull dog.
"Ah!" But it was Emilia who'd moaned. Her finger buried in her dress.
"She…" Subaru paused, his mind now empty. But his hips moved. First slowly, then violently. She's getting off from this?
But Reinhard had not uttered a single word, just gasps and his embrace still firm on Subaru. His gaze only on the one he loved.
"Emilia…" Subaru muttered. Why? Why was the love of his life so turned on from him being with another man?
"Subaru," Reinhard tried.
"Mm…" Emilia moaned.