Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs



With Seth on a hot seat and Minuha feeling like she was on the cusp of having Seth within her grasp, they had both forgotten about the outside world.

Every action Minuha took was all Seth could see, and the same was true for Minuha who watched Seth like a hawk.

With such a tense situation, they had both gotten intensively enamored with each other, so when they heard a knock on the door, they froze, their brain trying to make sure that it wasn't an illusion.

"Da, da, da" the door was pounded the second time, snapping the occupants of the room out of their little shock and back to reality.

"Not now of all time" Minuha literally hissed in the direction of the door, annoyance on her face.

She turned her head to the table and swiped her hands over the papers, a black shadow covering and taking them away.

Minuha then turned to Seth, and then putting her hands around his neck pulled him to her.

  Seth was caught off guard by this action and the air he had just accumulated in his lungs was knocked out of him.

Minuha gave a smile when she saw Seth's clumsy action, amused as she watched him desperately try to suck in air.

A mischievous smile appeared on her face as she locked lips with him deriving him of much-needed oxygen and proceeding to fiercely kiss him, sucking out what little oxygen he had in him.

It didn't take long before Seth found himself suffocating, his lungs empty and desperately screaming for air.

Seth moved to pull Minuha off him, but the woman had her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, Seth's heavy arms unable to pry her off him.

Seth closed his eyes as he felt himself about to go crazy, but before that could happen, he felt a wisp of air enter his throat and rush to his lung, one coming from Minuha, and that was when it hit him.

"If Minuha could suck the air out of him, then why couldn't he?" 

With this realization made, Seth wrapped his arms around Minuha and began kissing her fiercely, greedily trying to suck the oxygen out of her, and to his delight, he found it working.

Some seconds later, Seth's lungs were no longer dying, and he decided to use this opportunity to open his eyes and check Minuha's situation.

Opening his eyes, a pair of closed eyes greeted his, but instead of the anguish or panic that he had expected to see, all he saw was a smile and an expression of desire on Minuha's face as she enjoyed his fierce kissing.

It didn't take long for Seth to realize he had been toyed with, and in anger, he once again tried pushing Minuha away, and this time it worked as Minuha released her hold on Seth, but Seth was instead the one sent stumbling backward as Minuha firmly stood her ground.

"That was delicious Seth," Minuha said, licking her lips, and then with grace she turned and began walking to the door. 

Minuha's demonic figure sashayed as it moved but before it could reach the door, it turned completely black and then collapsed into a pool of shadows that rapidly sink into the ground and disappeared.

...

Due to his failed earlier attempt at getting Minuha off him, Seth had put all his strength into prying her off during his latest attempt, and though he had gotten himself away from her, it had ended with him stumbling backward and falling to his knee, courtesy of his heavy swinging arms.

"Da, da, da" The door was banged for the third time, but Seth ignored it, his eyes only staring at Minuha's figure which broke apart and sank into the ground, his feelings of danger dying with her departure, and this reaction had him going over the edge.

"Rahhh" Seth screamed, grabbing the table that was beside him and smashing it against the wall, the shattering sound of the table not being the only sound to fill the room as a gasp came from the door.

The door was no longer closed, and standing in its place was a surprised Dilise who stared at Seth in shock.

"What the hell is happening here" Dilise spoke, her eyes narrowing as she looked at Irene's prone form and then Seth's heaving figure.

A nasty frown began to grow on Dilise's face as she used the clues she could see at the moment to formulate an idea of what had happened and the conclusions she was arriving at were making her give Seth disgusting looks.

"Please don't blame him, it's not his fault" the strained voice of Irene sounded, as the woman pushed herself to her knee, and using the wall for support, stood on her feet.

"Look at you" Dilise couldn't help but whisper in shock and bubbling fury as she looked at Irene.

Once preening with beauty and possessing a tanned radiating skin, Irene's current paleness was a shock to Dilise. 

Irene's eyes which once contained confidence and a bit of arrogance were now adorned with baggy circles, the woman's eyes portraying a sense of lifelessness.

With her hands occasionally quivering, Irene looked like someone who had just had a brush with death itself, her bloody mouth and blood-stained clothes only serving to worsen Dilise's assumptions about what had happened.

"We just argued, nothing more" Irene whizzed out as she came closer to Dilise.

"Just an argument, what kind of man beats up a defenseless woman" Dilise hissed, looking to Seth's kneeling figure, and with her fists balled up, she moved towards him only for Irene to move in her way.

"Don't tell me you want to defend him now, what damn promises did he give you that are worth you being his punching bag?" Dilise asked.

"Please just give us a few more minutes to get in order" Irene instead pleaded.

'You want me to leave you here with him" Dilise asked flabbergasted, but when she saw Irene's unflinching look, she could only huff and sag her shoulders in defeat.

"I'm ashamed to have laid with a man like you," Dilise said disappointment in her eyes as she turned and walked away.

"10 minutes" she hissed as she close the door behind her.

With Dilise's departure, Irene let out a breath of relief and turned to move to the bed, but didn't make it as she stumbled and fell with a groan.

"I don't care how angry you are at the moment, but please don't lose control of yourself," Dilise said dragging herself close to the bed and resting her back on it.

With fear in her eyes as Irene stared at the small pool of blood that was slowly forming beneath Seth's hands, Seth having tightened his fist till they bled.