The Ambassadors From Germany and Britain Are Having An Affair: NOT CRAP CHARACTERIZATION OF WILHELM EDITION

He watched with that same serious expression from earlier.

"You aren't allowed to stop until you climax."

As much as he didn't want to, Wilhelm nodded slightly and began to touch himself a bit more insistently.

Eadric just watched, looking rather disinterested but neglecting to blink.

And then some stuff happened and some other stuff happened and eventually Wilhelm managed to climax. Though it hadn't been easy; he found the entire experience rather off-putting and not very pleasurable at all.

"Very good--see you tomorrow afternoon for another training session. I'll tell you where to meet me--we can hve lunch together. Good night." He signed off without another word.

Feeling stripped of any sort of dignity he may have had, Wilhelm slammed his laptop closed and stalked off to get a shower, and maybe regain some dignity while he was at it.

-x-

Eadric checked his watch impatiently. He had been waiting at his reserved table for five minutes now; true, Wilhelm wasn't due for another three, but he felt impatient nonetheless. Hopefully he was quicker at commuting than he was at achieving orgasms.

Finally, Wilhelm showed up, despite the fact that his dignity hinged on never speaking to Eadric again.

"Good afternoon," said Eadric, beckoning him over to the table. "So pleasant to see you again."

Wilhelm sat across from him, smiling graciously as best as he could.

He grinned, lowering his voice.

"You were adorable last night."

He ground his teeth together, but he managed to continue smiling. He didn't have the nerve to write anything; he was afraid of what he would write if he got the chance.

"You seem irritated--understandable."

He just glared at him, trying not to ruin his perfect teeth with his grinding.

"So I have a proposition for you--today you get to force me to do something. We'll be even that way--deal? I'm trying to heal your pride, you see."

Though Wilhelm could think of many pleasant things he'd enjoy doing to Eadric, he shook his head instead.

"Really? Come on, I insist..."

Finally, he got out his notebook and wrote, Actually, there is something.

"And what would that be?" he asked, curious.

He smiled.

You should come back to my house. I'll show you there.

"It's not your sister, is it?" he asked dryly, scanning his menu.

Wilhelm smiled.

She wants a date. He wrote enthusiastically.

"She can go abort a baby or whatever it is women like to do these days," he replied curtly.

Wilhelm smiled wider.

No, I insist; I like making my sister happy.

"I like the thought of the female race being extinguished, but we can't always have what we'd like," he said through gritted teeth.