Water.<br/><br/>Water suddenly was everywhere. When he had been before exchanging the utmost of pleasures against the female... if gender would ever be something extant between devils... now the Bull was sinking down the pool he had been sharing with that pale beauty for moments before she had required him to fill her up. And however, he had not reached the apex of his pleasure yet - even because he had been saving it for her to hilt and shoot a little later. He had wanted to relish every little moment, every breath, every throb, every centimeter of friction between their flesh, every motion that would see his hips smashing against hers.<br/><br/>The monstrous beast felt it again. The slap of water against his features as he reached for the bottom, quickly turning on his own axis so that his hooves met the edge of the pool, and from there, a mighty pull kicked him half-way off the water, his four fingered-hand coming to reach and hold against the edge, pulling most of his body out of the sloshing water for a while, his other hand taking off the matted hair from his features, his eyes blinking off the damned water so he could face his attacker. Time was in the essence, time had always been. Why had he not finished the task with the Queen? Why had him been so dulled he had not even noticed he had been hearing footsteps? A blush of anger and shame both came to the minotaur's cheeks and neck, and he thanked to be as dark-furred as ever possible.<br/><br/>The adrenaline started to pump through his thick veins. The arousal was little diminished, for now there was a more important matter his instincts screamed for him to do. The newcomer. Another demoness, perhaps? Damned be them! First there was Callisto, then the Queen... and now, this... what was she called? M'Gul had no idea, but he roared furiously as he stepped off the pool, and in the same motion, slipped gently to the side towards the wall as his wet hooves chittered on the ground. However, he would not lose his momentum, and kept the pace as steady as possible as he rushed towards the purple-headed newcomer...<br/><br/>...and bulldozed her.<br/><br/>He crashed against her rather than goring her with his horns, for the charge was disordened as the slippery floor added to his bull-rush. Instead of shoving her away with a hornpitch, M'Gul hit her square on the back with his chest, driving her against the wall underneath him, and crashing both himself and the squishy-looking, smaller demoness underneath his heavy weight with an audible growl. But he was not done, his hands coming for her arms to try struggle and pin her down.<br/><br/>There was a Queen to impress.