There was a soft grunt of displeasure escaping his lips. Or rather, he huffed, his nostrils flaring a little at the thought of losing contact with her most delicious skin. She was a marvellous beauty to his eyes, to his touch, so overwhelmingly intense was her presence. And now, she asked him to let her go? However, her demand was in a voice so soft that M'Gul almost considered it to be sweet. He was no fool for it, however, knowing that despite more than pleasant looks this Queen.... now, his Queen, ought to have some more wickedness down inside her. She had, after all, almost bludgeoned his nuts into pulp, and that had been quite upsetting.<br/><br/>Her movements had made him shiver and grunt with the faint pleasure the very scrubbing between themselves would make. He pressed his hand a little tighter against her chest, feeling her bosom rather roughly as if she was less than the commanding presence she actually possessed. But he would come to obey. Maybe he should show more nerve, more anger, more savageness when dealing with her - his need was yet great, but she had not trully moved to sate him yet.<strong>"...Minos refused to sacrifice the Bull he had earned from the Gods for that exact purpose."</strong>, he growled gently as his hands both slide alongside her flanks to grab lecherously at her ass. His rought palms had scrubbed her softly up at her hips and then up still for her waist, lifting the female from his lap easily.<br/><br/>She was just so light! One would never espect such an ancient entity to just seem so frail. Lifting her off, he slowly lowered her above the edge of the pool, staring amazed at how her pale frame shined out of the drippling water, as if in a flash of light. She was more akin to an angel than to a demon before the minotaur's eyes.<strong>"...And then, the Gods cursed him. "</strong>