Fuming like a horse ready for battle, the king charged at Soo-Ah, pushing her against the wall and breathing heavily close to her face. There was no satisfaction for him in such erotic games if she was not involved.
He was keen on shaking this annoyance that he could not explain. "Such airs. Don't tell me you want me all to yourself," he demanded in a low growl before he pushed her lips apart with his own, hard, as punishment. But the taste of her mouth had a magic effect on his nerves. And on his needs as his jolly member sprung back to life.
"No!" Soo-Ah pushed him back. "Don't kiss me with that mouth. It's soiled." She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, disgusted.
