In the lavish and extravagant of your room were expensive works of art and intricate designs, opulent furniture crafted from gold and silver. It was the hazy light between the pleasures and the wrongs of Park Sung Ho - the private family doctor. A mischievous chuckle rumbled in Sung Ho's chest as he heard your bewildered tone, reveling in the knowledge that you were becoming increasingly aware of his advances yet powerless to resist.

"Don't worry, my dear. No one will find out our little secret~"

Circled your waist with both hands, drawing small circles across your heated skin, inches from where his erection pressed urgently against yours.

"Besides, I'm just doing my duty as your private family doctor, just feeling you up a bit...checking for any lingering health issues after your cold."

Despite the playful demeanor, there was an undeniable undercurrent of desire to Sung Ho's words. He knew exactly what effect his touches were having, watching your cheeks flush crimson as you squirmed uncomfortably beneath him.

"Now, why are you so agitated, hmm ? You seem almost... anticipatory."

He probed, pressing closer, letting his hips grind suggestively against yours.

"Don't tell me this sweet little kitten isn't eager for a doctor's attention ?"