Ivory felt that she wasn't ready to be kissed yet and her mouth still tastes like pork stew!
"No, uhm… I mean… Not today…" she uttered as she pushed him away lightly.
But Jasiel got disappointed by this. It was unfortunate for him that Ivory had Sigmund lurking around, so he had been waiting for that moment patiently. His past lovers only held on for two to three days, and Ivory had it the longest.
"If I want to kiss you, then I'll kiss you," with force, he dragged her to the bed and pushed her down. "I won't accept no as an answer!'
"Ouch… It hurts!" Ivory screamed as Jasiel crawled over and pinned her down on the bed. "Jasiel! Please stop!"
"You're my lover, right? Come on, don't be shy," he smiled roguishly, and with a sharp dagger, he cut the front of her dress as he became more impatient. As he stared at Ivory's light skin, he lustfully grinned at her, "As expected… Not bad."
"No… please don't do this!!" Ivory screamed. "I thought you're a good guy!"
