He liked it when she was resisting like that, it only excited him more. But he also liked the feel of her, the taste of her lips against his own. Everything about her was amusing and entertaining at the same time. He wanted to feel more of this rush, this wonderful feeling that was washing over him as he continued to pull her against him- he wanted her to see just how vulgar he could be.

What was he doing...? Please, like it wasn't obvious. He had known that the two of the had shared a kiss before, her and that mutt lying on the ground. But, they hadn't done anything else, no firsts... he wanted to steal that all away from her, so even if they did make it out alive- she would be ruined. She would be sullied and hopefully defeated from what he planned to do to her, in front of the man she loved no less. He smirked, and he grabbed her.

Battler grabbed her by the arms and pulled her so she was now facing Amakusa, and he was standing behind her. He began to reach around her to her front- and began to undo the buttons to her jacket. He removed that belt of hers, and soon that jacket had been tossed to the side.

"...You should know what I'm doing, and I'm going to make you watch him bleed out while I do it."

He was sick, he was so mad that they had gotten the better of him last time, so he wanted all of them to suffer and rot in this hell of a fragment forever. Battler wrapped an arm around her, his fingers moving past her stomach and pulling her against him yet again. He then went to her neck, pulling away her hair and he began to kiss at the flesh.

Meanwhile- Amakusa was... getting more than pissed about this.