Blown to quarks

(A/N: A little warning before you journey into this chapter. Please if you're uncomfortable with chapters where the characters are being intimate with each other, do well to skip this chapter and head on to the next one as this entire chapter is of Bethel and Seker doing 'cough cough' the nasties.....)

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Placing her delicately on the kitchen counter, Bethel paused unsure on why they had suddenly come to the kitchen.

Raising a questioning brow she outrightly stared at Seker.

"Why are we here?"

Seker who was still holding her by the waist smiled widely "Trying to get out of our comfort zone Amica mea"

Suddenly realizing what he meant by that her eyes enlarged "You can't be serious" She spewed out,

"But I am dead serious Infantem puelle" The grim reaper went ahead to wiggle his eyebrows playfully.

(Translation: Baby girl)

"You mean..." She drawled out her words.

"Yeah" Seker nodded his head.

"Here!" You could easily hear the disbelief in her voice.