Subaru x Beatrice (Re:Zero) by JustYou777

The great spirit of yin was very frustrated.

Her contractor had been gone for most of the day, leaving her alone in her room or to wander the halls aimlessly until she found something to occupy herself.

It was irritating. She wanted nothing more than to spend every waking moment with him ever since their contract was made. At first, it didn't seem odd to her. He was her contractor and she was his contracted spirit. It was only natural that she'd want to be close to him at all times.

However, this was particularly different for her. It seemed rather unusual, but not in a way she could particularly explain. Sometimes her cheeks would redden when she saw his smile, or heard his laugh. Sometimes her heart would skip too.

Those feelings weren't things she felt very often. The last time she recalled feeling such things were when her friend Ryuzu was still around. The most recent time had been when Subaru extended his hand out for her to take.

Those were instances she felt were one and done. But, that didn't seem to be the case, since, more often than not, she'd feel this way around her contractor at all times. It'd gotten so bad that even the half elf grew concerned once or twice, asking if she was sick or something.

Beatrice could scoff at that. Her? Sick? How preposterous.

Though, she was thankful for the half elf in one regard; she was able to keep her contractor distracted at most times. When Beatrice felt her these feelings become too wild, Subaru would always be more infatuated with the half elf at the time to take notice which gave the little spirit enough time to recuperate.

With Subaru absent now, Beatrice expected herself to feel relieved in a way. That wasn't the case, though. Instead, she felt an intense sense of longing that she couldn't explain at all.

She had similar feelings when he spoke all lovey dovey to the half elf. Instead of a sense of longing, it was more akin to a gut wrenching dread. When she should've been happy to see such an excitable look on her contractor's face, she felt sad… disappointed even.

Beatrice couldn't help but dig for answers in her own mind. Her own feelings tormented her and she needed to understand them. If she couldn't, then she was afraid that it would tear her apart.

She remembered reading about this type of thing a long time ago in the forbidden library. Some of the books her mother had kept were.. descriptive, to say the least. Many detailed what it meant to love another individual and how to differentiate between different types of love. For example, one might love someone as a sibling or even as their own child, different than the third kind of love.

However, for Beatrice, she feared it may be neither of those cases. According to her symptoms and the book, she had a severe case of being 'a maiden in love'.

Beatrice couldn't help but panic, naturally. This was NOT how a spirit and contractor were supposed to be. Not at all. She couldn't help but feel a bit disgusted at herself for feeling this way. There was no doubt to her that Subaru couldn't even return these feelings, probably unable to see her in that way.

Despite her mental unwillingness to let herself be consumed by these feelings, the urges within her kept rising. They always repeated their advances in her mind.

You see, when her mother made her body, she was.. very generous. Beatrice's internal body, while mostly composed of mana, existed a full digestive system. However, instead of digesting food, it only turned it into mana. With that also existed other parts, those which then typically existed unused.

The problem was, Beatrice NEVER felt this way before. This was the first time she'd ever had any sort of want, or rather need, to participate in something so crude.

Beatrice did her best to resist. But… each time she did, she would always think of her contractor. Her mind would wander to the thought of him, his smile, his laugh… how he extended his hand to her in such a determined way so he could save her.

Every time that happened, her hand always found itself moving downward.

Was that why she loved him? Because he saved her?

Beatrice mentally denied that. That wasn't true. She knew that she loved him for who he was. If she didn't, then his smile, laugh and charms would fail to make her feel this way.

She remembered the touch of his hand against hers, the feel of his gentle yet rough grip around her small and fragile hand making her shiver. Her legs almost gave out on her at that very moment. Luckily, she was able to catch herself on the wall nearby before she could collapse completely.

Immediately, she dashed to her and Subaru's shared room. It wasn't too far, allowing her to make it in time and slam the door shut behind her. She let out a ragged breath and made her way over to the bed, planting her face straight into it.

She sniffed, catching a large intake of Subaru's scent. It was exhilarating, further making her feelings rage on. Her legs shook, kicking themselves in various directions as she tried to make it go away to no avail.

Eventually, she rolled herself over. Her eyes blankly looked up at the ceiling for a second, letting the tingling erupt all over her body.

She suddenly sprung up like a spring. She couldn't take it anymore. Her hands shot down to her skirt, hastily pushing it off of her, before moving to her upper garments and taking them off in a less than elegant way.

All that remained was her bra, which rested over her flat chest, and her panties, which were noticeably wet. She pulled her small, bare feet onto the bed, sitting on the edge of it, as she used her pointed finger to gently caress her privates.

She made odd noises, but it didn't bother her. All she could focus on was the feeling and she loved it. She closed her eyes to better immerse herself in it, the image in her mind only able to form into one figure.

"Sub… Suba… Subaru…"

She moaned his name as she rubbed her finger between her fold. Her breathing stayed staggered rough as she kept going at an easy and steady pace.

She imagined him touching her. She thought of him undressing her, putting his hands on every part of her body. She wanted him to undress too. She wanted to see him in his entirety and see him climb on top of her.

She needed him.

"Beako did you say my- OH MY GOD BEAKO!"

She yelped, opening her eyes while her body jumped in place out of surprise. Her face was as red as can be while she looked to the side, seeing the man she'd just seconds ago been envisioning.

He cowered at the doorway, which was already shut behind him. He covered his face with his hands and attempted not to look at the degrading sight of spirit in front of him.

"B-B-Beako! I'm s-so sorry!" He shouted out, doing his best to apologize for walking in on her.

"S-S-Subaru!"

Beatrice was overwhelmed with her feelings. As much as she wanted to yell at him and hit him in the head for interrupting her, she couldn't find the will to do it. In fact, something inside of her reached out for him.

A feeling blossomed inside of her, one that told her that this was her chance. It didn't help that his red face was so appealing to her. It only served to fuel her lust.

"S-Subaru…" She uttered.

"Yes..?" He asked, barely peeking out from behind his hands as if he thought he was about to be punished.

".. Come here, I suppose."

He did as he was told, coming closer to the bed with hesitancy. Beatrice lowered her legs so that her feet dangled from the bed, just above the floor. When he stopped walking forward, just in front of her, she eyed him oddly with a sense of anticipation.

"Look, I suppose," She shyly but confidently told him.

"W-What?"

"You heard me, in fact," She cemented. "Look."

Her eyes bore into him as she watched him try to pry his hands away. She was disappointed that it was taking so long, resisting the urge to just reach out and remove them herself.

When his eyes finally fully came out of hiding, landing on her, they couldn't look away. His hands completely lowered to his sides as he just stare ahead at her almost nude and small body. Beatrice felt her heart skip beats as he continued looking at her, nerves stacking on themselves as seconds ticked by.

"Cute…"

She squealed, her face lighting up like a Christmas tree at the compliment. Her head moved to the side as a sense of embarrassment filled her. Her heart burst with so many feelings it was hard to keep track of, but she knew that she liked it.

Knowing that Subaru was about to say something stupid, she said something first, "Are you sure, I suppose?"

He seemed surprised at her question. His previous line of thought was replaced by a new one, thinking about her question for only a few moments in awkward silence. His face, just as red as hers, looked into her eyes as he said, "Yes. I'm sure, Beako."

She let herself smile a little. "Hmph! Naturally! Betty is always cute, I suppose!"

Subaru let out an awkward laugh at that and she was glad to have been able to get it. She was happy that she was easing his nerves, even if just a little bit. But now it was time for her to strike.

A sense of embarrassment came over her again as she opened her mouth, "S-Subaru.."

He looked at her with a concerned look, "Yeah Beako?"

"Please touch me, I suppose."

She knew that he wanted to question her, or even just reject the idea altogether, but the look that she gave him shut those thoughts down right away. She just looked so passionate and pleasing that he couldn't deny her. He didn't want her to be sad.

Nervously, he looked over her, slowly stepping just a little closer. Beatrice moved her head to the side in embarrassment, subconsciously spreading her legs out a little bit more so that he could have a better view.

He got closer, kneeling down on the floor between her legs. He looked right at her panties, which stayed wet in one spot in the center. He was entranced by it, steadily raising a hand and giving it a light poke.

Beatrice made odd noises, something which made Subaru feel conflicted on the inside. He didn't want to do this. Even if she was 400 years old, this was his contracted spirit. Wasn't this wrong and not right?

But as he poked it again, hearing Beatrice make those noises, feeling the wetness of her panties against his finger, he couldn't help himself. He remembered the moment he walked into the room, hearing her moan out his name. It was as if she really wanted him.

She was just so cute.

He couldn't really help himself any more. His mind suddenly became more willing to go on, feeling a tightness in his pants as his length grew inside of them. He raised his other hand and slipped both under the straps of her panties.

She knew what he was doing right away, lying down flat on her back and raising her legs into the air. She put her legs together, letting Subaru easily slip her panties off of them, over her feet and onto the floor.

Her legs lowered again, spreading themselves out around Subaru to reveal her smooth and tight folds. Subaru moved his head a little closer, noticing just how wet she was. Something came over him, using his thumbs to lightly spread the folds open before putting his tongue right inside.

She yelped a little in surprise, not having expected him to do that at all. She arched her back before doing her best to relax it, her breathing as wild as her movements. She could feel everything as his tongue licked her folds and insides. At first, she didn't know what to think of the feeling, but now she absolutely loved it. She didn't want it to end.

After a long while he stopped, out of breath from doing it for so long. Beatrice wasn't any better, barely able to breath after such intense feelings. She felt like she was going to explode, unable to even properly move her body much anymore out of pure ecstasy.

Subaru stood up as Beatrice continued to catch her breath. He began taking off all of his clothes, starting from his jacket to his pants. When Beatrice finally saw his penis, she couldn't help but stagger her already fleeting breaths.

It was nothing impressive by any means, but she didn't care. It was his. It was Subaru's. It was all she'd dreamed of it being.

When he climbed on top of her, his palms against the bed at her sides, she felt excited. Her fantasies were finally becoming a reality and she couldn't wait to go further.

He leant himself in a way so he could take off her bra, something that Beatrice gladly let him do. When it was fling to the side, the both of them were finally completely nude together. It was exhilarating.

He lowered his head as she closed her eyes, preparing themselves as their lips met in a simple kiss. Beatrice loved the feeling. She felt so connected to him from just that alone.

But to her disappointment, it only lasted for a few seconds. They separated with an audible noise as his head moved to her perked up chest, his lips quickly making their way to suck on a single breast. She let out more noises as he did it, letting him know just know much she enjoyed his action.

When he stopped that, he moved himself up again. His head past hers, her eyes only able to see his chest when she looked up. That was when she felt something poking her folds. She knew it was finally time to receive it all.

It was what she wanted, but she couldn't help but feel nervous. She mumbled under her breath, "Betty has never done this before."

"Neither have I," He said back in a light voice.

She felt comforted at that, "Take care of Betty."

"I will.."

She knew he would.

That was when she felt his tip enter her. She moaned out various high pitched noises while her short legs flailed a bit at his sides. Then, they quickly wrapped themselves around his waist. Because of their size and the force she was pulling at, it only served to raise her waist up and bring him closer to her.

As a result his dick entered her more until it was all the way inside. Beatrice couldn't hold in any of her noises. Even though he wasn't that impressive in size, her body was still small. It still hurt a lot when everything went in, and she was sure that if she could bleed she would have already.

Despite that she never once loosened her hold on him. Her legs stayed firmly wrapped around his waist with the intent of never letting go. After a little while the noises mostly stopped as she shook her hips and did her best to adjust to the feeling.

She felt pain, yes, but at the same time she felt so connected to him. It was so much more than their kiss. It was so much more than she could have ever hoped to have. She couldn't believe she was finally doing this with the one she loved the most.

"H-How does it feel?" She barely asked.

She could hear his stitched breaths as he responded, "It feels incredible Beako. It's so warm and tight.. I really feel like I'm gonna.." He cut himself off, lost in the feeling of her.

"That.. That's good, in fact." She breathed out.

He was her number one. She wanted him to love her, but most of all she wanted him to be happy. If she was making him feel good right now, then she was happy too.

"You.. You can move now, Betty is ready."

With those words, she saw him nod and prepare to move. She braced herself as she felt his length pull out of her, making all of the previously subsided feelings resurface. She reached out her arms, grabbing hold of him tightly which raised her body off of the bed.

He put an arm around her body, her exhilarated breaths and noises closer to his ear. Listening to it all only fueled him to continue. Once it was out enough, he slowly started to push himself back in.

He kept repeating those motions, making sure to go slow for her. He didn't want to go too far, or hurt her really badly. His Beako was someone that deserved to be treated right, so he would be damned if he ever didn't do so.

She was making a lot of noise. Beatrice knew she was loud, but she didn't really mind. A part of her just didn't care at all, too caught up in her moment of bonding to think of the consequences. If someone heard, let them. Subaru was hers, they should all know it.

After a while of slow repeated motions, Beatrice started to feel better. Most of the pain went away and she could feel as her body got used to Subaru's length. What used to hurt became something pleasurable. It felt like the butterflies in her eyes went to her stomach.

The noises she made started to reflect her change in feeling, something that Subaru noticed quickly. He gradually started to pick up the pace, his thrusts becoming a bit faster. The occasional slosh of her wetness and the slapping of their clashing bodies served to turn them on even more.

She still held onto him tightly. Not because she was in pain, but because she wanted to feel even more connected to him. She strives for more. She needed more. She wanted to feel everything of him, every since of his body against hers.

They moaned out each other's names, both of them feeling the intense pleasure of their sexes together.

It felt amazing for her. She loved it. She was in ecstasy as he kept going, his pace ever so gradually getting faster and faster. From the sounds he made, she could tell that he loved it too.

She was so happy.

Beatrice didn't know what a powerful orgasm felt like until she finally had one herself. Her body tingled so strongly, filled with such an intense ecstasy, she felt overloaded. She couldn't contain herself, screaming our Subaru's name as she felt herself explode from within.

It felt astonishing.

After that, she could feel something shift in Subaru as his pace momentarily quickened. Then, just as quickly, it slowed as she immediately felt something shooting inside of her. She knew what it was, and she became even happier at knowing that she was the one that made him reach that magical feeling.

His movements were hardly there at all as he came inside of her, both of them moaning out in their ecstasy. When his orgasm finally died down, he felt his body give up on itself. He leant to the side, falling beside the girl he'd just shared his first time with.

Her arms and legs remained locked around him, so when he fell she turned with him. Both of them now lay on their sides, still connected and cuddled up together. She dug her face into his chest, hiding the redness of it as she tried to recover from such intense feelings.

She couldn't help feeling disappointed when he took himself out of her. Though after that, she settled with feeling full. She was satisfied, blissfully happy with what had occurred.

She never thought that her dreams and fantasies would ever have come true, especially not like this, but she couldn't complain.

At long last she loosened her arms from around him, but keeping her legs in place, pushing herself back so that she could look at him face to face. "Subaru.."

"Yeah, Beako?" He asked, looking at her cute face with wonder.

"Will you love Betty, I suppose?"

He seemed surprised at her question at first, but quickly smiled and put his arms around her in a gentle hug, "Of course I will Beako."

She smiled at that too, returning his hug. Though the smile wasn't just innocent and happy, it was triumphant.

He was hers.

The half elf and the oni never saw how great her Subaru was. They never could appreciate him like she did. The half elf never even responded to her Subaru's confession and left him waiting for so long.

They didn't deserve him. Nobody did, except for her. They hurt him. She would never hurt him, she would always love him.

Subaru was hers and hers alone, forever and always. She would make sure of that.