Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs



After Seth spoke, he looked straight at Alexia, his eyes tight as if they wanted to peer into her soul, and Alexia, looking at Seth, could only narrow her eyes at him and then look away, seeming to be in thought. 

Noticing her reaction, a small smile came to Seth's face, and with Alexia no longer looking at him, he pulled her closer to him, making sure her body pressed against his. 

Like this, silence descended between the two of them for a few seconds, and then Seth spoke teasingly. 

"For someone who was fighting to get away from me, you sure are quiet." 

"You said you wanted us to talk. What are we talking about?" 

"Now you're calm, so your earlier performance was all just a pretence, huh?" 

To Seth's joking words, no emotion came to Alexia's face as she looked away. 

Noticing Alexia's reaction, Seth clicked his tongue and silently watched the beach. 

With his huge altar-like throne floating a few meters over the sea, Seth was able to clearly see the waves of water rising and falling, a moment of melancholy filling him as the sounds of the waves reached his head and the dark sky filled with several stars entered his eyes. 

"Why are you being like this? You're making my brain be all stressed up for nothing," Seth said, his gaze leaving his surroundings and landing on the lady on his lap. 

"You know keeping silent won't solve anything. I could die at any time, perhaps tomorrow." 

"You won't die," Alexia shot back almost as soon as he finished his words. 

"Well, it's good to know you still care about me." 

"I'll never stop caring about you." 

That Alexia replied surprised Seth, and then when he heard her words, a smile came to his face, and he immediately moved, not wanting to miss the chance. 

Pushing himself off his slightly lax position on the couch, Seth brought his face closer but still comfortably away from Alexia. 

"If you care about me, then why have you been ignoring me for so long and even trying to get away from me? What's the matter?" 

"It's complicated," Alexia began, looking down with a tight expression on her face as she held onto the hem of her clothes tightly. 

In her world, trying to solve her mind troubles, Alexia had no idea that her actions at the moment made her look so cute and vulnerable that Seth lost his mind for a few seconds before remembering that he had work to do. 

"Alexia, Alexia," Seth had to call twice, placing his hand under her chin and making her look at him. "Don't you trust me? Just tell me what's wrong." 

Alexia's lips pursed for a few seconds, and then she spoke. 

"Are you tired of me?" 

"Ehh, no, never. Why would you ask that?" 

"Well, because I'm always complaining, crying, and making you worry." 

Alexia's question threw Seth for a loop as he wondered how they arrived at this topic, considering they had been trying to find out why she had been awful to him lately. 

As Seth went through this thought, he was just about to make his question known to Alexia when he picked up her eyes going watery. 

"What the heck," Seth screamed within, but he didn't have time to wonder about whether Alexia was pulling a trick or not as he immediately moved to stop the tears that were coming. 

"No, you don't. I can never get tired or even angry at you. You're the best," Seth said at this point, spouting out anything that he felt could soothe the troublesome woman while holding her to his chest.

"Really?" Alexia asked this time, her voice coming out all cute.

"Yes, erm, besides how can I be tired of the woman I love?" Seth said tentatively.

Alexia had begun looking at Seth as he gave his reply, and when he talked about loving her, she looked down at her hands and spoke.

"I love you too, Seth. It's just that I never expected you to say these words to me."

Hearing Alexia's words released an invisible knot in Seth's heart, and a wide grin immediately popped on his face, one which he began putting all his willpower into taming.

"Wait, you aren't confessing to me because you pity me, right?" Alexia

"Tch, you know me best. Am I that kind of man?" Seth snorted.

"No," Alexia said with a cute shake of her head. 

"From the day I confessed to you, the thought that you would ever reciprocate my feelings is not one I ever thought would happen. 

Just liking me more than almost any other woman was enough for me. 

Though I was unhappy that time you went describing my qualities as those of Rose, it still filled me with happiness to know that you loved something about me. 

When you told me you loved me, I was so confused, and that was the first time I didn't know what to do. 

Your confession was so out of script, so I decided to run from it.

Sorry that it took me so long to arrive at a proper response."

Throughout Alexia's speech, Seth kept quiet and listened. When she was done, he quietly spoke with a twinkle in his eyes.

"That sounds obsessed."

"Yes, I am. I'm obsessed and in love with you, now and forever," Alexia said, looking at Seth and then pressing her lips to his.

Seth thought it was going to be a simple kiss, but then he felt Alexia's tongue go to work, quickly asking him for entry. 

Having no objection, Seth opened his mouth, and as he and Alexia began sucking each other's lips, he put his hand on her bum and pulled her legs towards him but it seemed Alexia had plans of her own.

Just as Seth's hand relaxed, she broke their kiss, pushed herself up, and positioned herself above Seth, planting her hips on both his sides. 

Now above Seth, Alexia bent down and kissed him, this time a bit more fiercely and when his hands began going for both her ass and boobs simultaneously, she slapped them away and pulled back her lips.

"Bad darling," Alexia said as she held Seth's hand and interlocked their fingers.

"You're giving me a hard-on," Seth said, his words coming out as a surprised look crossed his face as he looked down at the bulge in his pants.

"This is your soul space, anything we want can come true. Whatever we wish is our reality," Alexia spoke and as she talked, Seth slowly began raising his head toward her face and it wasn't because of her words but rather because of the lack of clothes on both his body and the woman who was over him.