The Sething

ApplePony and Moonbutt yelp as the door opens.
Their heinous acts against Kama-Sutra have been interrupted by an unknown invader of privacy. The wooden door creaks open to reveal...
... a tall, humanoid figure, obscured by its own shadow. His figure is about average, frozen in place as it holds the door open, letting the everyday light hit his back and the paused acts ongoing inside the wooden house.
He turns on the lightswitch with the flick of his hand, not saying a thing. The lights flicker and turn on with a ding, illuminating the whole dildo-covered scene.
It is revealed that he, who opened this tin can of candy-flavoured tuna-smell is, in fact...

Seth.

"It's TRIXIE TIME!" he exclaims with fervor unmatched in any dramatic porn reading. He steps one leg in and strikes a dramatic pose, holding a Trixie in his hand. If it is a plushie or the real thing, that is unknown. On his face is plastered a grimace of pure terror, something only the worst of rapists would not get unhinged upon seeing it.
"NO, NO!" exclaimed ad unisono the two dirtied mares on the floor. ApplePony and Moonbutt tried to desperately crawl away from the Sethster, but nothing prevents a good Trixing.
They were never seen again.

The Seth lives on.