Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs



From the bright and intense rays of light that seeped through the uncovered windows of the room, Seth could tell that it was afternoon.

The rays bounced off some of the shiny platings of the room, giving it a sparkle and alluding to the expensive resources that had been allocated to its construction.

A massive bed sat in the center of the room, and yet despite the bed's eye-catching sight, it was barely able to cover half of the room.

This was the room Dilise had led them to, their new residence until further notice.

At the moment, Irene had gone into the bathroom to clean herself, and while Seth would have usually pursued his usual interest given such an event, he was currently pursuing another more pressing interest.

Though it hadn't been long enough to his satisfaction, fucking Dilise had helped Seth charge up his enlightenment sphere and bring it to the size of a super big basketball.

Seth was currently sitting on the edge of the bed, his right hand resting on a stand that he had moved over, and now he was studying the contraption which had practically been hammered into his arms.

Hailing himself a hard man and one used to pain, Seth had tried using brute force to get the armguard off him, but well while he had truly been able to persevere through the pain, his little efforts to pull the arm guard off, bore no fruits, the material just too hard.

Now, Seth was back to studying it, his enlightenments sphere at full blast as he occasionally let his qi flow out of his hands and onto the contraption.

"you're still on that" the voice of Irene sounded as she took off the towel covering her body, exposing her body to the world, and covering it back up a minute later with a robe.

"You were able to easily take apart this kingdom's supposed priced seal, why do you have so much difficulty with this one," Irene asked as she took a seat before a mirror to the side and began drying her hair.

"You wouldn't understand" Seth grumbled, unable to stop himself from cursing under his breath.

Like he had deduced earlier, the main problem with dealing with the armguards on him, was the material.

It wasn't the seals that made the armguard heavy, but the metal-like material.

After so much study, he had already made some traces of the embedded seal, but modifying them was proving to be impossible compliments of the impenetrable material.

"You're already beginning to get frustrated, I think it's time you take a break," Irene said walking over to his side, and lightly rubbed his right arm, indicating for him to take it off the stand.

Surprised by her actions Seth looked up at Irene, his eyes initially on a journey to stare at her face, yet never making it, having been ensnared by the unholy temptation that lay just below her face.

Two hanging globes of boobies, firm and full, slightly swaying as Irene's figure hovered above him.

Seth didn't know when he took his arm off the stand, only coming to a realization of his actions when Irene picked it up and carried it away, her freely flowing white robe coming in between his eyes and her nakedness.

"Don't worry, am not running away" Irene said, sashaying over to Seth whose eyes had followed her departure and were now following her arrival, particularly her breast which the robe she wore failed to cover.

Irene walked over to Seth, and like a lady taking a seat at a table, she flicked her robe backward and then sat on his lap, her naked but resting on his lap and rapidly awakening dragon.

Seth was just about to lift his hands and grab onto Irene when she pressed both her arms down on his.

"Let me take care of you," Irene said as she moved her hand to his neck and kissed him.

Afterward, the sucking of tongues and exchanging of saliva ensured between the two of them, and it wasn't until some minutes later that they pulled apart.

"I pegged you to be a virgin, where did all this experience come from?"

"My husband," Irene said with a smile, moving forward and capturing Seth's lips once more, but it didn't last as Seth pulled back.

"What's the matter?"

"I respect the vows and bond of marriage" Seth replied to Irene's question.

"Really," Irene asked with a raised eyebrow, getting even more surprised when she saw the seriousness on Seth's face.

"You have no worries killing off hundreds of innocent men, but it worries you to sleep with another man's wife?"

"Yes," Seth said looking straight at Irene, but in his mind, he couldn't help but also be baffled at his ridiculous concerns.

Taking his mind through the past, Seth realized that he had never been with a married woman that he was aware of, but never had he thought of himself as being averse to fucking them.

The moment Irene had told him that she was married, he had been began feeling uncomfortable the feeling intensified when she began kissing him, it felt like he was doing something wrong, something that went against his nature.

"My nature," Seth thought.

His current nature was an unknown specie born from a dragon and vampire and remembering Draco's scolding and reminders, Seth doubted his nature made him loyal to vows that restricted him from banging as many women as he wished.

While there was also the vampire part in him, neither Vampi nor Rose had ever shown particular disgust and repulsiveness to his indulgences, so it was out of the suspect list.

Seth was moving to rack his brain on this new feeling of his when Irene claimed his lips once more.

"If my married status bothers you that much, then I think I should inform you that my husband, is dead, he died over fifty years ago," Irene said and kissed Seth once more, this time getting a response from him.