Digital Devil Saga 30 Themes
By: Angelus Erreare
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Serph, Heat, Argilla, Gale and Cielo all belong to ATLUS USA.
A/N: This is made for the challenge posted at http:// www. firecrackersweet. com/ dds 30 themes/
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I've decided to post these consecutive oneshots in batches of 5 fics. So, there would be a total of 6 updates. This was one of my reader's suggestions. Thanks for that!
WARNING: SEMI-AU, LANGUAGE, OOC, LIME, SUGGESTIVE SITUATIONS.
PAIRING: Heat x Argilla.
Chapter I
Theme 6: Raw Instinct
"Ow…!" he hissed, his hand flying up to his cheek, glaring at the woman, "What the hell was that for woman!?" he asked bitterly.
Argilla's eyes widened as she heard him.
What…was that…for!?
"Are you really screwed in the head Heat…?!" she half-yelled, "You were doing it again…!"
He looked taken aback, "Doing what…?! I was just minding my own business bitch!" he finished with feigned indignation.
Feigned?
That was right. It was feigned. He knew why he was slapped. And it wasn't the first time either. She had caught him. Time and time again, she had caught him.
Damn.
He was just going to improve his stealth skills won't he?
He looked at her again, his cold and hard façade in place, taking in her flushed look. He smirked within. She was such a hypocrite. She knew she liked the attention. What woman wouldn't?
She glared at him and gritted her teeth, "Would you please stop doing that?!"
He blinked, "Stop doing what?" he asked her innocently.
She rolled her eyes, and then stared at him, drawling, "Stop sniffing me!"
He mimicked her earlier gestures and drawled, "I wasn't sniffing you." He then brushed passed her, his shoulder bumping into hers on purpose and spoke as he walked away, "Don't flatter yourself woman."
Argilla could feel herself fume as she watched him walk away. The nerve of that…of that pervert!
xxxxx
Argilla yawned. She and Heat had been assigned to file the latest mission reports. It was getting pretty late and she really wanted to get some sleep…But she had to complete her mission first.
Besides, Gale might throw a fit in the morning and she didn't want to see that. Seeing Gale furious…was just wrong for her. She couldn't help but shudder at that.
And then, there was Heat.
He had been annoying her since the previous week.
She didn't know why but every time that they were together, she would find him, from time to time, sniffing her. She would be stupefied in utter surprise and shock of course and give him a reprimand but as the sniffing became all the more prevalent and intense, she drew the line and slapped him.
At first, it had been just the casual bumping and then the sniffing. When she would walk ahead of him, she would ask him questions to which he was unresponsive.
She scoffed at that.
Flashback
"We're here Heat." she told him blandly as she looked at the temple before her. "So, what now?"
No response.
"What now…?" she asked as she turned around.
There, she saw him leaning towards her with his eyes closed, sniffing her, with his nose near her neck.
Her hair stood on one end and backed away, "Hey! What the hell are you doing?!"
It was then that he snapped out of his daze and looked at her as if she grew two heads, "What are you talking about?"
And with that denial, he walked away from her.
End Flashback
She snorted at that thought. She knew that he was sniffing her. It was so obvious! Anyone who could've seen would think so as well!
So then, why did he even bother to deny it…?
Well, she supposed, that it was better than admitting an…embarrassing display of behavior. Right? And Heat was a man. It wouldn't be easy for him to just come out and say, "Yes, I was sniffing you. Got a problem with that!?"
Yup.
Denial was better.
But then, his sniffing didn't stop there.
In fact, it had gotten, worse.
Flashback
It was a sunny day and she and he had been assigned to purchase new ammo from the Vendor.
It was there, while she had her back turned, concentrating on accessing the Vendor warehouse in the hallway, when she heard a faint noise.
It was the repeated sounds of sharp intakes of short breath. In other words, sniffing. She turned back and saw his face very close to hers. She blushed, "Heat…!" she hissed.
She looked around and saw that her voice, her reaction and their positions had roused the curiosity of other members of their tribe.
She blushed harder and shoved him away, "Stop that!"
He opened his eyes and blinked, "Stop what?"
There he went again with the denial! She growled, "If you don't stop this, I'll tell Serph."
Heat stiffened at that and glared, "What would you tell him? That I was sniffing you?" he laughed, "Don't bother."
With that, he walked away, again.
"Hey! Come back here! The ammo-" she paused as she saw him turn a corner, "Aargh! Damn it!"
Flashback
That was the annoying part. Come to think of it, the other people who saw didn't seem too bothered. In fact, 'They were all behaving…weird…' she thought to herself as her mind recalled the people on that day.
The males were…all grinning while the females all looked away!
'W-why is that so…?'
She blinked; something was going on here.
And then, there was her threat. Heat wasn't bothered by it at all! She shook her head; nah. She merely had to work on her…poker face. That was all.
She yawned again as she looked at the reports. She stole a glance at her partner and saw him diligently at work. She wondered for a moment how it was that he was able to keep up his countenance the way it was right there.
Didn't he feel tired…? It was an hour passed midnight.
There were the drills at 0500 hours…
There just wasn't enough time…
She sighed; she felt so…so tired…
Oh so tired…
She sleepily closed her eyes.
A few minutes later, as she continued to rest her eyes, she felt…warm. It was the comforts of sleep…Aah…and it felt so good.
'It feels as though…'
It felt as though there was someone there…holding her…nuzzling with her…
Her mind shot up at that. Wait a minute!
She opened her eyes and saw a plop of bright red hair!
"Heat…!!" she half-yelled. She was glad that they were alone in the room; otherwise, her voice would've disturbed someone.
But that was beside the point!
The point was, he had pulled his chair next to hers and had been nuzzling his face against hers. She sat up immediately and leaned backwards, "W-what are you doing…?!" she hissed, all feelings of surprise gone, replaced now with lividness.
He opened his eyes and leaned back as well, "I wasn't doing anything."
She growled and rolled her eyes, "Up to how long will you keep denying? I mean, this is just too obvious…way too convenient." she told him, unfazed, no longer bothered with what he had done, but instead, with what he was doing.
Why couldn't he just tell her what he wanted?
Why did he have to go to such extremes…?
"Heat," she began, looking deep into his eyes, "just tell me what the fuck…you want." she finished firmly, her eyes no longer kidding around. They were hardened and serious.
Heat said nothing and instead, grabbed her by the arms firmly and pulled her to him, kissing her passionately. She gasped as he penetrated her flimsy defenses and plundered her mouth with his persistent tongue.
Her hands clenched into fists as she felt her anger at her sudden violation.
She tried speaking against his mouth, but his lips and tongue had firmly held her mouth captive. Argilla stiffened as she felt his tongue caress hers in a most…gentle manner…
He wasn't being selfish…or…sloppy…
He was…endearing…
She didn't know why, but at that moment, she felt it in her soul…
This…this whole thing with Heat; it felt as though it was supposed to happen…She could feel her entire body heat up as he continued to kiss her.
No.
That was misleading.
She had heated up whenever he would touch her…No matter how small the contact. No matter how insignificant the touch, she somehow, managed to flare up. And she just didn't know why.
She slowly closed her eyes as she relaxed within his arms…Soon, she too, felt his hands loosen their grip on her arms…But nonetheless, he held her still…
She slowly kissed him back, matching and mimicking his strokes and his intensity and passion…learning from him.
Then…a moment later, it was all over…
She felt him move away…but she had her eyes remained shut…She was still feeling quite lightheaded from the experience…
That was…that was amazing…
Another second later, she felt a warm hand on her cheek…Instinctively, she leaned towards that touch…that source of warmth…
She opened her eyes a moment later and there met Heat's crimson orbs…She blinked in surprise at what she saw…
She had expected him to be grinning at her…or to be giving her a dirty look. Or perhaps, hearing his sneering voice and taunting her at her compromising display only moments before…But no. There was no malevolence within his countenance…
Not a shred of it was evident…
Within his eyes was just…
'Desperation…and pain…' she thought knowingly.
Her face softened as she looked at him. "Heat…Why are you doing this…? Why are you being this way…?" she asked him carefully, never breaking their eye-contact.
He sighed and closed his eyes, "I thought…that it would be clear now…I guess it isn't, huh?" he asked, opening his eyes once more, looking at her with a tight smile on his face.
Well, now she knew that there was something wrong. Heat didn't smile. It was a fact. He grinned…leered…but never smiled.
She blinked, looking all the more confused, "W-what are you…talking about…!?"
Suddenly his eyes hardened and he grabbed her by the arms, "You felt it didn't you…?"
She blinked again, "Felt what…?"
He stood and pulled her up with him. He then drew her closer to him, leaning down, their faces almost touching, "Felt that…that thing…when we…when we kissed…" he said; looking almost hypnotized, "…when we…touch…"
She blushed; yes. She felt it too…That soothing yet thrilling feeling…But…What did all that mean?
"I'm not sure Heat. I…I don't know." she told him. Sure, she felt it…but she was unsure of what she was feeling. Was it real…? Or was it some ploy…? Or some form of trickery to catch her off guard?
She immediately felt guilty as she saw the look of hurt within his blood red eyes. No sooner than she had seen such a look that he had let go of her and took a step back.
He gritted his teeth as he looked at her with displeasure and pain written all over his face, "Why did you say that…!?" he hissed, his eyes hardening, "You're…you're being a hypocrite." he finished in a low tone.
Before she could respond, he had already turned and left the room.
She could only look on after him, confused…and guilty, "Heat…"
xxxxx
Another three days had passed and Argilla had not been able to sleep. What had happened between her and Heat…?
She could tell that she had offended him…She knew because he now avoided her like the plague. He had even refused Serph when he had been ordered to be paired with her.
She frowned at that.
She may feel irked at what he was doing…when he would sniff her and all that…but now that she was actually alone, without him…she felt as though…that she missed his eccentric…way.
She sighed; now, she had been paired with Cielo. He wasn't that bad. On the contrary, he was fun to be with…But she just felt as though she would have more fun if she knew that Heat wasn't mad at her…
But then again, there was something about their situation that made her feel a lot better…She knew, she may not be able to see him, but she knew that his eyes were on her. She knew it; she felt it.
Intuition…?
Maybe.
But perhaps the more appropriate word would be…Instinct. Yes; that suited it more. She felt it; she felt his aura…
At that knowledge; she smiled…Even if he was mad at her and avoided her, he still continued to watch over her.
'Or stalk me…and then kill me later on.' she thought, gulping at that thought.
She frowned a bit then as her thoughts got a bit serious.
There was another question that floated within her head. He had never gotten to finish whatever explanation he was to give her that night…No. Things got out of hand too much too quickly.
Why had he kissed her…?
What did he mean about 'feeling' the way she did…?
She frowned; well, she shouldn't think about things like that at the moment. She and Cielo were scheduled for another briefing with Serph for a new mission. She snorted, "This better not be another desk job, or I swear to God, I shall roast his ass!" she hissed.
Cielo chuckled, "Don't do dat mon! Besides, it won't taste good." he said, sweat-dropping as he scratched the back of his head.
She chuckled right along with him, "Right. It won't taste good. But then again, the dogs do need to eat too."
He laughed.
Argilla laughed too until something caught her eye; something, or was it someone? She blinked as he looked at the people around her. She raised an eyebrow, and grabbed Cielo by the arm as she stole sidelong glances at the people around them.
She leaned in towards him and whispered, "Hey…Has something happened to our population that I should know about?"
Cielo blinked, "Eh?"
Argilla tightened her grip on him, "Just look at them…!"
He took her advice and looked, "Ya…so?"
She growled and stopped their walk, "Just look at them!" she repeated.
He shrugged his shoulder, "Nearly everyone's like dat nowadays…" he said with a sigh.
She stiffened, "W-what…?"
He nodded again, "Ya…" he said in a mocking tone, "Where were you…? It's been goin on for weeks now."
She gulped, "Ew…That's…that's just not right."
He chuckled, "I agree wid you. Dat's just gross…"
Argilla stole another glance at the people around them and again began feeling as if she were going to vomit. On the streets were people, male and female walking together…
'Too closely…Hand…in hand…?! Arm in arm!?' she thought with shock. She had seen the look in their eyes as well…They all looked…tamed…!
No fires of a warrior burned within their eyes…!
They all looked…
Happy. And content.
Not that she had any problems about people being happy…but…she couldn't shake the feeling that it weren't just flowers, chocolates and excellent singing voices that had wooed their females to be…totally infatuated with the opposite sex.
Infatuated?
That was too weak a word, she reckoned.
The word to be used, rather, was the word "attached". And the looks of the males? Their eyes shone in strength alright. But it wasn't about being a warrior. It was all about…protection. That was right. She saw how males would eye another male when they would near the females with them.
It was definitely the "Get away or I'll kick your ass" statement in their glares.
Yes. It seemed that way…The couples' eyes clearly stated the "You are my universe…" statement directed at their partners…
Not that she had a problem with that either…but it just felt…strange…
'They're all in love…Too in love!' she internally seethed. It wasn't a problem, per se. It was just strange to see so many couples behaving in the same fashion…
Too many. At the same time. At the same place.
'It's…it's like a disease!' she thought, disgusted.
She was going to ask Cielo something else when suddenly, she saw him yanked from where he walked. Argilla turned and looked at Heat, who had the young man by the neck.
"Go…away." he told his comrade, his tone low and dangerous.
"Heat! Stop that!" she yelled.
He didn't pay attention and glared at Cielo. Cielo frantically nodded, "Errr…I'll see you later Argilla…!" And with that, he scurried off.
Argilla rolled her eyes at him and started to walk off; she was angry at him, needless to say. She was fuming. How dare he act that way?! What a pompous, arrogant…
"Hey!" she yelled as she felt him grab her by the arm, "What the hell is your problem?!" she hissed, snatching her arm from him.
He looked at her with a bored expression on his face, "What were you doing with Cielo?"
She growled, "Um, we were together for a mission? Maybe?!" she asked, sarcasm lacing her words, "It's not like it's your business…"
She suddenly felt horrible as she saw his face fall. He was trying so hard to conceal it…But to her…it was as plain as day.
But still, her proud self would never hear of it, "What do you want anyway? Why did you have to chase Cielo off like that for?"
He shrugged his shoulders, "He was standing so close to you that people might think that you've got someone as puny as that as your man." he said with humor.
She feigned laughter and there drawled, "You don't say. Well, if I did decide to take him 'as my man' it's really none of your business, is it?" she retorted haughtily as she walked away from him.
Heat fumed and grabbed her by the arm forcefully, yanking her back to her previous position, "Hey! What the hell is your problem?!" she hissed.
"Is he your man now?" he asked seriously, his eyes flashing dangerously.
She cowered in fear at that moment; he looked as if he could kill at that moment…most especially if she gave the wrong answer.
Wanting to quell his anger, she timidly shook her and answered a low and submissive, "No…"
Heat nodded and smirked in satisfaction and let go of her, much to his body's protest. He hated being parted from her…even if it was just for a little while…
His whole body was screaming for her and yet he could do nothing.
No.
He couldn't.
Why?
Because he hadn't marked her.
She hadn't accepted him.
And with the way things were going, she'd probably reject him too.
'Not if I can help it!' he thought with gritted teeth.
'The nerve of this shithead to threaten me!' Argilla thought, livid as she had now forgotten about the murderous gleam in his eyes only moments before and now replaced with uncertain red orbs instead.
His presence was irking her once more. So, she merely resumed her walk, not wanting to speak to him any longer, "Well, whatever. I gotta go now." She started to walk away from him when his voice and his grip on her arm stopped her. She looked at him with a weird and puzzled expression and yanked her arm from him, "What now?" she asked impatiently.
He nodded, his face cold, "I'll walk you there."
She blinked, "Why?"
"I don't want others to be harassing you."
She snorted, "Yeah. That position is reserved only for you."
He rolled his eyes, "Don't flatter yourself." he said, walking away.
She found it weird, but as he walked away, she found herself watching him…She found herself…smiling. At least he was speaking to her again…
A few minutes later, they arrived in front of the Strategy Room. She was feeling quite annoyed at the moment. Whenever he was around, she would have mixed feelings. She would feel both happy and angry at him being there with her.
There was something in his touch, in his eyes…in his voice that made her feel drawn to him. But at the same time, there was a part of him that made her wish that it was allowed to kill one's own tribe member. There were simply times when he was…insufferable!
But now, there was something else that she needed to focus on. Her issues with Heat could wait. Besides, it was nothing important anyway…
With a curt nod of appreciation to him, she turned and left him by the hallway as she entered the Strategy Room. Cielo had already arrived.
She nodded firmly at Serph and Cielo and began the briefing.
xxxxx
The briefing had just ended and Argilla found herself alone within the room with Serph. She had questions to ask him.
"Err…sir."
"What is it?" he asked firmly.
She didn't really know how to begin…
She blushed but fought it back, "Sir, what's going on with our troops? They all seemed…strange."
Serph looked at her, puzzled. He said nothing as he gathered his thoughts and then opened his mouth to speak, "Yes. Strange, isn't it…? It's so…different from what we're used to."
Aa…! So, she wasn't the only one who was seeing it!
"When you're younger, you never really think about it…" he trailed off.
"Think about what?" she asked curiously, "What's wrong with them?"
He chuckled, "Erm…hasn't the word 'mating' ever crossed your mind…?" he asked her with a small smile with twinkling eyes.
She shrugged her shoulders, "I suppose."
He chuckled, "A good percentage of the population is in that age; their prime. That's all."
"…"
"Aren't you?" he asked, still smiling, or did it turn into a grin?
She blushed, "R-really…? I…am? I have never noticed…the time go by…"
He sighed and shook his head, closing his eyes, "None ever do…until the time that they are ready physically and emotionally…" he paused as he opened his eyes and continued, "Like you, young people don't really focus on things like that…They eventually tune it out and…simply forget; the way you did." he finished with harmless humor. She growled under her breath but said nothing.
After all, he was right. What kind of a member of that tribe would feel suddenly shocked at its own culture?
A screwed up one.
"But when the time is right, instinct will kick in. That's the way it's always been. We're guided by our instincts. Or did you forget that too?" Serph asked with a wicked grin.
Argilla blushed as she bit her lip, not having the courage or the wit to rebuff him. So, she again, remained silent.
He smiled cheekily once more, "It's not just instinct that fueled this massive mating epidemic…With the war on hiatus and the ceasefire and all, people find this the best time to settle down, plan for the future generation…and well, procreate."
Argilla shuddered at that; procreate?
Ew…
"With this ceasefire, you should allow yourself to enjoy a bit Argilla." he suggested.
"Enjoy…?" she drawled, "Enjoy what?"
"Being with your partner."
"Cielo…?!"
He shook his head, laughing, "No! Your mate. Who else…?"
She blushed, "Ah…eh…I don't have one."
He blinked and stepped closer to her, "Oh?"
She backed away as she saw him walking towards her, "What are you doing…?" she asked in an uncertain voice.
He leaned towards her and there…did the thing that made her freeze.
He sniffed her.
"Ack!!!" she screamed as she slapped him, letting her anger take over, "What the fuck are you doing!?!?" she yelled, enraged.
As soon as she did, another person burst into the room, "What the hell is going on here!?"
The two froze and looked at the person.
Silver met red.
Heat narrowed his eyes and stomped angrily towards them and grabbed the puzzled female, shoving her behind him.
"What the hell are you doing touching what's mine…?" Heat seethed, not caring if the person he was talking to was his C.O and leader. All that he knew was that he was two seconds away from tearing the slightly smaller man into shreds.
Serph shrugged his shoulders, "I wished to see if she were branded. She was."
Heat's eyes flashed dangerously, "You got that right, so, stay away from her chicken-shit."
Serph sweat-dropped walked away from the two, waving his hand dismissively, "Aa…well, you two had better run along…I have other things to do than pick fights…with…hormonally-driven males."
Argilla's eyes widened at that; wait a minute…did that mean…?
Hey!
When did that happen!?
Since when had she become Heat's…? She glowered at the man in front of her. She had questions.
xxxxx
"Slow down…!" she whined as he continued to drag her through the streets. Soon, they reached the barrack…more specifically, his room.
He let go of her wrist and turned to look at her with gentle eyes, "Are you alright…? Would you like to…sit…?"
"What the hell is wrong with you…? Why are you talking this way?" She really can't understand him! One time he was being over protective, a bit obsessive! He was rough and loud; pompous and arrogant. And in the next moment…he was gentle and dear…
God! He was confusing! Can't he just stick to one kind of personality…?!
Heat sighed; again with this question.
He suddenly grabbed her and leaned close, his face on the crook of her neck, sniffing her. She froze in his arms but said nothing.
He drew back a moment later with a smirk on his face, "Good. His scent is not on you."
She blinked, "Heat…I'm totally lost. What are you talking about?"
He cupped her cheek and caressed it gently, "You are mine…and I am yours." he told her cryptically, "No one is to come near you…or touch you. It is my right and my right alone." he told her in a husky tone.
Argilla shivered at the sound of his voice, closing her eyes, allowing herself to fall in his arms…She felt…entranced.
He caught her with open arms and held her to him endearingly, gently…firmly…
'I think…I understand now…' she told herself as she began to feel. Her feelings had awakened…No. Not feelings…her instinct. It was telling her…It was urging her to find that one person…
And now, being in Heat's arms…she knew that she had found him.
Heat scooped her in his arms and laid her on his bed. He sat by the bedside, looking at her intently, "Accept me…" he spoke huskily, seductively.
Being lost in his passionate eyes, she merely nodded…
And so, their dance of passion had begun…
As their aching bodies, bathed in sweat, finally united the two, they felt nothing but utter consummation…Their bodies had been communicating for so long…but with little success…They had been telling the both of them that they were made for one another…
Resonance.
"Can you feel that…?" Heat asked huskily, his lips near her ear as he continued to move within her gently…passionately.
"My body is calling out to yours…" he rasped.
Argilla moaned, nodding. Yes; she did feel it…Their bodies, now connected, spoke to one another…
Argilla felt nothing but happiness…It wasn't just pleasure that engulfed her senses…It was something more…meaningful.
It was bliss, yes, but on a different level…
What Heat had made her feel was something greater. He made her feel…whole…and complete. She understood now, as she held him closer to her, that he had been that piece that had been missing from her, her whole life…
It was him.
Heat gently got off from her and had lain down beside her. He turned and faced her, smiling, "Hey."
She, basking in her afterglow, returned his smile, "Hi…"
"So…" she began, "I…I guess…that…erm…we ah…"
He chuckled as he looked at her stammering her words and he spoke, "You're mine now."
She blushed and sat up, taking the blanket with her, covering her naked body. She snorted, "Whatever."
He followed her and embraced her from behind, his lips by her ear, "Come on…It's not that bad…right?"
She giggled as he licked her earlobe, "Well…I guess not…"
"Well, I do have something to ask of you." he told her seriously.
She was taken aback with his seriousness and turned to face him, her eyes on his, "What?"
His hand touched his cheek and massaged it, "Next time that I do sniff you, please don't slap me. It really hurt." he said, pouting childishly.
She laughed, "So you admit that you did sniff me! That you were stalking me!" she said, drawling her words.
He rolled his eyes, "Hey! I had to make sure that you were the one alright?! It's not my fault that I sniffed you! And the word 'stalking' is such a strong word." he told her, pouting.
She scoffed at that, "Oh…? How is that?! That doesn't even make sense!"
He narrowed his eyes at her, "Hey! I was compelled to do it! Alright?! It wasn't as if I had a choice in it."
"Compelled?!" she half-yelled, "What the hell…?"
He growled, "There's something in me telling me to sniff you! I can faintly smell you from afar and it told me all what I needed to know." he finished nonchalantly.
"And that is?"
"That you're the one." he deadpanned. He grinned, "Besides, you have it too, don't you?"
She blushed but said nothing.
"Don't play dumb with me Argilla," he sneered, "I know you do. That's why you allowed me to mark you. Because, you know that I'm the one." he told her intently.
"You're not a very modest winner, are you?" she asked, sneering.
He grinned, "No. I guess not." he concurred.
"And the stalking?" she asked.
His red eyes darted left and right; how was he to explain this without compromising his manliness?
"I had to make sure that no one screws you."
"Eww…! You pig! You really think that I'd let anyone do that to me!?" she asked, disgusted.
He shrugged his shoulders, "Like I said, I was being directed. That's why I did it. Even if I knew that you wouldn't let anyone screw you…aa…well, I just had to make sure." he finished, looking arrogant.
"And…well, I gotta tell you…" he paused, looking straight into her eyes, "I want to be with you. Always."
She sighed as she listened to his words. She smiled; she felt the same…
"I do too…"
The two leaned in, and let their lips meet once more…After a minute of pure passion, Argilla pulled back and saw him grinning from ear to ear, "What?"
Without further words, he tackled her on the bed, and got on her, fully, smirking at her, "Up for another round?"
She sneered, "No thanks…"
He pouted at her childishly, "Aw…you're no fun."
"Whoever said I was?" she scoffed.
He shrugged his shoulders, "You're right. But then," he paused as he leaned closer to her, his cheek nuzzling hers, "So I suppose I'll just have to content myself with sniffing you eh…?"
Argilla shuddered, "Why do you like doing that…!? It's so freaky!" she said disgustedly.
She was such a hypocrite. Why was she being such a hypocrite?
Heat chuckled, "I just like smelling you…That's all. I like to know that you have my scent too. Now, no one would dare come near you."
He rose from her to reveal to her his cheeky grin. She couldn't suppress it any longer. A moment later, the sound of a slap echoed in the room.
"Ow! What was that for!?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at her, feeling nothing but the stinging sensation on his cheek.
She smirked, "Well, just as you have the right and the enjoyment of sniffing me, I have the right and the enjoyment of slapping you. Fair deal, ne?"
He growled, "Whatever…"
xxxxx
FIN
