Fire Lord Ozai snorted, and a plume of black smoke left his nose. Though they were indoors, the torchlight made shadows dance across his bare, well-muscled chest. He glared at the only other one in the hallway, apart from the two Fire Nation guards flanking the nearby door.
"You will learn respect, and suffering will be your teacher."
Whereupon the Earth King reached out, grabbed Ozai's well-groomed beard, and pulled him into a passionate kiss. It lasted several seconds, and when they parted, the Earth King looked into Ozai's eyes. "I love it when you talk sexy to me."