Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs



"Should I come in and give you a bath" Seth's voice sounded in the quiet room.

"No, I am fine, I'll take some time in the bath so don't wait for me" Irene replied.

Hearing Irene's words, Seth could only let out a sigh as he rubbed his forehead and wondered what the future held for him and Irene.

It had been 10 days since Seth escaped Monwac City with Irene and they began their travels.

8 days ago they had encountered Tamor and then had their fight a few hours later.

After agreeing to Irene's wishes, Seth had expected things to return to certain normalcy, but since that day Irene had begun avoiding him.

First, she had demanded Tamor give her a separate carriage, the poor man, listening to her orders with trepidation as he feared being caught up in the storm of Seth and Irene's visible beef.

Every evening, he would bring wine and meat to Seth, as his way of repentance on the off chance Seth was angry with him for providing Irene a separate carriage.

Other than enjoying the comfort of the carriage, Seth had spent the last of his days inducing himself into hour-long periods of sleep, a hidden talent it would seem he had never discovered.

In the early afternoon of today, Seth, Irene, and Tomar had reached the end of their journey together.

With Irene about to lead them far away from civilization, Seth and Irene had left the caravan, walking a meter and arriving at Tillip town.

Other than informing Seth that Tillip was the last symbol of civilization along their way, Irene hadn't said anything else concerning it, leading Seth to a hotel in the town and then not long after locking herself in the bathroom to have a bath.

Having been denied entry, Seth turned his attention to the room he and Irene had rented for the time being.

The hotel Seth was currently in was made of wood, and this feature also transferred to the room.

Other than a Wooden wall, wooden floor, and ceiling, a brown medium sized table, and a small bed which lay at the side, the room was nearly bare, making Seth worry about how to light it for the night.

With the constant sleep he had been engaging in during his rides with Tamor, Seth entertained the thought of sleeping, but in the end, decided against it.

He figured he might as well go out and roam the street, who knows, he might just find a pussy that could survive his dick.

With a roll of his shoulders, Seth stood up and walked out of the room, his eyes briefly passing over the bathroom with a smile look before he left.

..... 

The hotel had three floors, and the only free room had been on the second floor.

Considering Irene's attitude towards him, Seth had expected her to want them to both share different rooms, but to his surprise the woman had pushed for a single room, even rejecting Seth's desire for his own room.

Wanting to give Irene space so she could make her decision, Seth had pushed for separate rooms but if Irene wanted otherwise then who was he to complain.

As Seth moved down the stairs, the wooden floors of the hotel creaked, and by the time he could see the reception desk, the few patrons who were sitting in the lobby were all looking in his direction.

Dressed in light and thin black clothing made of material that Seth had no idea about, Seth shouldn't have stood out much, but the several glittering things on his clothes drew attention.

Like he was a father sending off his children, Tamor had offered Seth and Irene clothes which one could tell at a glance were expensive, and the man hadn't ended there as he had handed the both of them well-stuffed space rings.

At the moment, Seth looked like some rich noble, and none of the people at either the receptionist desk or lobby which was just beside could resist looking at him with greedy eyes.

Not caring or even knowing about the people's thoughts, Seth walked past the receptionist and out of the hotel, off to find anything of interest.

.....

After moving around for the rest of the evening, Seth had found no pussy that could survive his dick and was now back in his room absentmindedly looking up at the white crystals embedded in the ceiling that lit up the room while also lamenting in his mind.

Added to the previous eight days, today was another waste in Seth's book, and he couldn't help but look forward to tomorrow.

"Hopefully Irene gets herself together, I'm beginning to lose my patience," Seth thought as the memory of Minuha went through his mind.

With the long days of peace, Seth's mind had begun wandering a lot more often, and to his dread, it began wandering to the issues of his arrogance before the opening of the bathroom door saved him.

When Seth had come back, he had noticed Irene still weirdly enough in the bathroom but had decided to ignore her and instead go for the bed.

His eyes stared up not bothering to look at Irene, Seth was quite surprised when a shadow began creeping up on him till suddenly his view was blocked by Irene's face.

Though Iren's face stood directly over his, her eyes staring into his, it didn't take long for Seth's eyes to leave her less interesting eyes and head for the globes that hung from her naked body over his chest.

It had barely been a second since Seth layer his eyes on Irene's boobs that his hands went up and began playing with them, Seth conveniently ignoring the distressed woman looking at him.

"Do you hate me?" Irene asked, giving up on waiting for Seth to bring his attention to hers.

"Didn't think you cared" Seth answered.

"I'm sorry for my attitude towards you the past few days, please forgive me."