Unbind My Evil

By: Angelus Erreare

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING. I only own Dr. Cartwright and Dr. Valdez. Everything else belongs to ATLUS USA.

A/N: This is the most perverted piece that I've done so far. And well, this is dedicated to my one and only Mimi-chan…

Oh Mimi-chan, this is dedicated to you and to our convo that night! Heheh! Before you, this thought had merely been just that; a mere thought. But you encouraged me to think more deeply into it and voila. Here it is. I hope you like it…even if just a bit.

So, thank you for being the wonderful person that you are…Thank you for being one of my closest friends.

On the side note, I would just like to say that if this doesn't defame Serph, I don't know what will.

WARNING: SEMI-AU, OOC, LANGUAGE, SUGGESTIVE THEMES, WAFF, FLUFF, LEMON.

Chapter 1: Subdued Evil

He kissed her gently, laying her gently on their bed. She sighed as she returned his kiss passionately, her arms around his neck, pulling him tightly against her. She moaned beneath him as his kiss became fiery…

She moaned a bit louder this time as she felt his hands coming up to her breast, caressing the sensuous soft flesh gently.

He growled within her mouth as he felt himself harden at the feel of her…at the smell of her…at the sound of her…

He pulled away, letting her now bruised lips a moment's rest and saw her flustered face. Her eyes were brightly shining; a powerful pink hue. He found it cute though that her face was currently in the same shade as her hair and eyes…

Yes; she was all pink.

"Serph…" she trailed off, her voice low and husky, rousing him from his appraisal of her features.

He tilted his head to the side, asking her what it was she wanted.

Argilla smiled at him. He was such a sweet thing…Granted, he almost didn't speak and only did when it was absolutely necessary, but for her, everything that he had done, right from the way he would cook for her…to the way he would protect her in the battlefield, killing silently, efficiently…spoke for itself quite clear enough.

That was how they met.

In the army.

She had been shocked to know that he did not speak…

But in time, the two had become good friends. She did all the talking while he listened. It was a good setup for her, she reckoned. She used to say that she could use him to be her live diary. She could log in all of her secrets, her dreams and aspirations…and he would listen. And, most importantly, he would never tell a single soul what he knew about her.

Her secrets were safe with him.

And so, as more time had passed by, with him being with her through thick and thin, through all of her victories and defeats…they had transgressed the line of friendship.

At first, she had been unsure on how to go about having a relationship…She had no doubts whether he loved her or not…She knew that he did. He kept his silver eyes on her and her alone. He never looked at another woman and would always have her as his top priority.

It wasn't that she doubted his feelings…Not at all.

But what got her thinking was that…How was she to go about having a relationship with a mute man? He wasn't mute, per se, but he was essentially one!

But then again, as he silenced her with his powerful kiss, she knew that it would be alright. And so, the two had embarked upon a journey; a journey of the heart, walking every step of the way together, hand in hand, heart in heart.

And now, that was why they had married. That was why they wanted to start a family.

She couldn't wait to have children with him…

She smiled as she felt him enter her…

Soon, moans and groans filled the room as he continued his assault on her petite and small body.

She held on to him desperately, not wanting to be parted from him…not wanting to be lost on that road of passion…

She wrapped her legs around his waist, adding to the already explosive pressure that they ignited together.

She was soaring into the skies now…perceiving nothing but complete bliss as she felt him within her, filling her with warmth…

And then…

She froze as she suddenly found him limp against her. She stifled a gasp of disbelief, "Serph!" she yelled as she slapped him.

He pulled away and looked at her apologetically, his silver eyes dilating, making him look like a wounded hamster.

She growled and shoved him off of her, "You're doing it again!" she yelled, "You…you promised that…"

"…" he said nothing and just cast his face down.

She never really knew why he did that. Whenever they would make love, he would suddenly just freeze and leave. At other times, he'd fall limp on her and be completely still.

Like now.

She didn't know what the problem was. Was it her? Didn't he want to…make love to her…? Was there someone else?

She frowned at the last one.

"Serph, why are you doing this…? Don't you want me anymore?" she asked gently, now, feeling hurt.

Serph immediately looked up at her and blinked; she got it all wrong! He scooted over to her and held her hand gently, caressing and fondling it tenderly.

She softened her heart and looked at her their intertwined hands; and that was when she saw it…

She saw…

She saw her mate's…erm…weapon…as…

She saw her husband's gun as…empty.

She wanted to gasp in horror but she held her tongue.

Serph followed her eyes' line of vision and cursed himself. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hide this from her forever…

Perhaps it was time to tell her the truth…

She looked at him with widened eyes and trembling hands, "Serph…Is that…is that the reason why…?"

Again, he looked at her apologetically and sadly…and then nodded.

"May I?" she asked gently.

He nodded again. She wanted to help him…didn't she? That was sweet of her but…how can she really help him…?

She took him in her hand and massaged him up and down, noting with a sad countenance as he was soft and limp against her.

She furrowed her eyebrows together; no! She would not be deterred! She would not be defeated!

'I won't be defeated by a penis damn it!' she thought to herself as she continued to touch him, still noting that he was completely unresponsive to her methods.

No; he was still as soft and limp as ever.

xxxxx

She lay back down beside him, exhausted.

She had just spent the entire hour trying to get him to…to be attentive.

But sadly, all of her efforts had been in vain…

She looked at him and saw his sad face.

"Oh…" she trailed off sympathetically, "I'm so sorry for yelling Serph. I didn't know. Why didn't you tell me?"

Slowly, his hand came up and told her with she needed to know as they formed the signs of words.

She sighed again, "You didn't want to disappoint me…"

At that, she lunged herself at him, "You dork…! I love you…regardless of how you are…! You shouldn't worry about disappointing me…or not…What's important is that you told me what's wrong!"

She pulled away and saw the grateful look in his face and the schoolboy smile that he had pasted on his lips.

She saw his hand move and read his message.

"You're welcome." she cheerfully replied.

A moment later, she scooted even closer to him, embracing him as tightly as she could, breathing in his scent, "Goodnight Serph…And thank you for tonight. Thanks for the massage and the cuddles…"

He chuckled in return as he held his wife and mate closer to himself.

'Don't worry Serph! I'll have you up and running in no time!' she yelled internally, her soul burning in conviction.

Hell yeah!

She would find out the cause of his…condition and she would rectify it! What ever it took!

'Hell yeah! My sex life is at stake!'

'Erm, don't you mean the lives of your would-be children?' a voice chimed in, knocking her out of her train of thought.

Argilla sweat-dropped as she heard her conscience's words, 'Errrr…right…uhh…Children.'

xxxxx

She waited for him patiently. She sat on the chair in their room and continued to wait. She looked at her watch, "He should be back soon…"

She hoped that he wouldn't be so tired…She knew that he had a lot in his mind. He had another meeting at Sahasrara Temple that day…He and every tribe leader had been summoned.

Oh well.

Regardless, she hoped that he would still have the energy to humor her.

She had a surprise for him.

She was cut short from her thoughts as their metallic doors parted, revealing to her, her husband with a small smile on his face.

She ran to him and pounced on him, her legs wrapping themselves around his waist. He caught her with ease and held her firmly, a grin on his face. She giggled and pecked him on the lips, "Hey…How was your trip?"

He nodded and she knew, "Oh okay. That's good. Are you hungry?" she asked, her arms and legs still around him.

He shook his head.

"Are you sure?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

He nodded.

She giggled again before getting down from him, "Okay. Serph…?"

He looked at her expectantly. She nodded, "Serph, I've come up with something to help you!" she beamed.

xxxxx

He looked at the "objects" around him blankly. What was he supposed to do with these again?

Argilla chuckled as she saw the perplexity in his gaze, "Oh silly!!" She came over to him and kissed him on the cheek. She then looked at the objects on the table and took them in her hands.

"This is what you call a gingko!" she said excitedly, handling him the herb in her left hand. He took it and then looked at her again, confused.

Argilla tucked her foot behind her other one in nervousness; how was she to say this without being inconsiderate of his feelings…?

She didn't want to hurt him. She didn't want him to feel offended; not in the least. But it just occurred to her that as his wife, as his partner, she needed to help him in any way that she could; in any and every problem that they would come across.

And this…this problem in the bedroom?

'This is one huge-assed problem.' she thought with a nod.

"Um…Serph, this is to help you…um…at night." she said as gently as possible.

He blinked and said nothing.

The silence in the room was choking her.

She suddenly wanted to strangle herself. She was waiting for his response!? He was mute for Christ's sake!

'Whoops…Hehe…For a while there, I totally forgot.'

"So, um…whatcha think?" she asked, "Good? Bad? So-so?" she asked hopefully, searching his eyes for his approval or disapproval or whatever.

His lips, that had been thus far set upon a grim line, slowly broke into a small smile and he nodded.

"Great!" she squealed. He wasn't offended!

'Whew! The worst part is over!' she thought; beaming.

She looked at her hand once more and widened her smile; she had almost forgotten the other object that she had in her hand.

"And this…" she said, showing him the other herb, "is called the horny goat weed!" she said excitedly.

She looked at her husband and saw that his lips were set on a grin and he chuckled.

She blinked, "Eh? What's so funny?"

He nodded and pointed to the herb that she held, "Right. The horny goat weed." she repeated. He laughed harder and she raised an eyebrow, "Okay Serph what's so funny about the-"

She suddenly fell silent and blushed crazily, "Ohh…I get it." She rolled her eyes, "Oh Serph! Grow up! And I thought all tribal leaders were supposed to be wise and impregnable to crap like that!"

His grin dissipated to a smile once more and he held her free hand, his eyes locking hers in an apologetic gaze.

She snorted, "Yea, yea. I forgive you. Just don't forget to ingest these herbs everyday!"

He nodded.

xxxxx

She held his hand tightly in hers and leaned her head on his shoulder. It had been a month since they had tried the herbs.

Needless to say that their current dispositions conveyed enough the results of their efforts.

She angled her head a bit further on his shoulder in order to steal a peek of his face. There he was, his large silver eyes sad and melancholy. She squeezed his hand tighter, "Don't worry about it Serph. Those things are just mumbo-jumbo stuff anyway."

She straightened herself up and raised her head. She then reached for his chin; a moment later, her feather-light fingertips made contact with his chin, turning his face so that they faced one another, "Serph," she began in earnest, "there's another way. I promise. This isn't the end." she said cheerfully, a warm smile gracing her lips.

He nodded in response, a tight smile on his lips before having his face cast down once more. She sighed and there got behind him. He raised an eyebrow; what was she doing?

She giggled as she latched herself onto him from behind, with her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips and waist. With her face on his shoulder, she giggled still, "My poor baby…Say, feel like giving me a piggyback ride?"

With all the crazy things that were happening right now…with the conflicts with rookie insurgents, waning ceasefire agreements…combating loss of troop morale and finally, his…problem of mediocre performance in bed, he supposed a piggyback ride wouldn't hurt.

In fact, it was a good change of pace in his otherwise dull schedule.

xxxxx

"Serph! Put me down this instant…!" she yelled in sheer embarrassment as he had complied in what she had asked him to do; that damned piggyback ride.

Granted, she was grateful that he had decided to humor her…

But, wasn't this a bit much?

She bit her lip and just leaned on him, hiding her face on his shoulder as they continued their…parade.

She groaned as she perceived the distant chuckles and giggles from a small distance away.

Yup.

There she was, having the best piggyback ride of her life.

Only it was on Muladhara's streets, in front of all their troops.

She sighed; when she asked for a piggyback ride, she had meant for them to do that within the confines of their room. She even half considered stretching it to having it along the barrack hallways.

But the entire city!?

Was he crazy!?

Guffaws of laughter and hoots and whistles pervaded her auditory nerves as Serph continued to give her the piggyback ride.

She groaned.

She froze and stiffened as she heard a chuckle.

It was him!

With a growl, she raised her head from his shoulder but had involuntarily let her eyes scan the surroundings. Drat! People were damn staring!

Snarling, she slapped his back repeatedly, "Put me down…! Put me down!" she chanted over and over.

She squealed though as she felt him tighten his hold on her thighs before having his hands move over to her buttocks, fondling and squeezing the cheeks appreciatively; naughtily.

"Ack!" she squealed as he did it again.

She blushed harder, "Serph…!"

xxxxx

"Hmph!" she huffed defiantly as he tried to soothe her.

It had been the early evening and she had refused to dine with him at the mess hall.

"You go ahead. I don't want to. I'm not hungry." she said as she turned away from him, crossing her arms.

He sighed and grasped her shoulders, and opened his mouth. He parted his lips and wanted to say something…but for some elusive reason, he just couldn't.

He took in a large intake of breath and tried with all of his might…but not a sound escaped his lips.

He felt guilty all the more.

Argilla was upset. It had been an hour since their humiliating little rendition at the city's streets.

And she was still sore about that issue. 'If he thinks that I'm going to be showing my face in there when almost everyone had seen my ass then he can forget it!'

'Oh! Now he's giving me a backrub!' she thought in condescension, 'What next? A kiss on my G-sp-'

"I'm sorry…"

She immediately froze on the spot. She hastily turned around and faced him, with her lips parted, "Serph…You spoke!"

He blinked at her and she sweat-dropped. It probably happened spontaneously and not voluntarily.

Oh well.

Her heart melted though and she cupped his face in her hand, "Aw…Okay, I forgive you." she then giggled, "I suppose that it had been a fun afternoon."

He took her hand and held it gently before bringing it to his lips. He mouthed a 'thank you' to her and she melted.

xxxxx

A/N:

Gingko: It's an herb that has vasodilating properties. Greater circulation always means that there is an easier flow of blood that will flow into the penis.

Horny goat weed: Please reserve all laughter as this is the real name of a Chinese herb (AKA Epimedium graniflorum) that is reputed to be an Aphrodisiac. Some studies have shown that taking this herb along with other herbs may work better than Viagra.