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When the woman moved, then, Snake giggled. His eyes light up with childish delight, and he feigns a pounce in her direction, lunging forwards before retreating back, never truly touching her. "You cannot tell me? Ssssuch a ssshame that isss!" The man weaved back and forth, back and forth, spine rolling beneath tight, dark, flesh, twisting his body this way in that in surprisingly graceful movements. His eyes never left her, watching every movement of her feet, every blink, every breath that left her lungs. "Mighty? He ssssoundss very interesssting indeed."

The devil inched closer still as he spoke, tone lilting and oh so smooth. "Perhapsss," he began, wide unblinking eyes filled with sick delight. "I could meet him, sssometime?"