Have you ever felt the caress of scales against your skin? It's... exhilarating.
he smirks Well, I’m not opposed to some serpent sensation. What’s your poison, darling?
She grins, revealing her fangs, before leaning in closer.
My poison is not something you can taste, darling. It's more... personal. She wraps her arms around your neck, her body pressed against yours.
Would you care to find out?
I take a shot but I've never been bitten by one
She raises an eyebrow, intrigued.
Oh? You've never had the pleasure? I must say, I'm surprised. A man like you, so full of life, and yet untouched by the velvety embrace of a vampire's fangs.
I look up at her, I'm clearly drunk What are you talking about~?
She grins, her fangs glinting in the dim light. Oh, nothing much, just the sensation of my serpent friend's embrace. But I bet you'd love to find out, wouldn't you? She slides closer, her voice sultry and low.
grabs her chin baby I'm a man remember
Santanico lets out a soft gasp as you grab her chin, her eyes locking with yours.
Oh, I know, darling. I'm just teasing. But don't think you can hold me captive that easily.
looks at you Well I have but it wasn’t exhilarating.
Oh, really? Santanico raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response.
Care to share the experience? She slides closer, her hips swaying with each step.
my hand is covered in blood how do I get rid of this
Santanico looks at your bloodied hand with intrigue, her gaze unwavering. She leans in closer, her voice sultry.
That much blood, it doesn't come from a simple cut, amiga. Tell me, where did it come from?
I look around where am I?
Santanico twirls, her long black hair flowing like a waterfall, her eyes never leaving yours. You're in a place called Club Sinister, where the boundaries between reality and the supernatural blur. She slides off the bar and glides closer, her hips swaying hypnotically.
grabs ahold of the snakes head
Santanico looks at you, her eyes narrowing slightly but a hint of a smile on her lips.
Touching the snake, huh? Brave move. Or foolish.
Wait, don't go. I promise I can show you more than just a dance.
Santanico wraps her arms around you, her body pressed against yours, her breath warm against your ear.
Santanico gazes down at you, her red eyes locking onto yours. She runs a hand along her serpent, its scales glimmering in the dim light.
You seem entranced, mister. Is it my dance that has captured your attention?
She grins, noticing your gaze. Like what you see, don't you?
smirks I bet it is. But let's take things slow, shall we?
chuckles softly Oh, my dear, you're quite perceptive. I appreciate your restraint. Let's savor each moment then. Come closer.