There’s more of that unseen strength. Snake can feel it in the way Tiras clings to him, sure he wouldn’t be able to escape if the incubus didn’t allow it. Not that escape is anywhere in his mind. Oh no, there’s nowhere else in the whole wide world he’d rather be than wrapped up in those long legs and those slender arms.

Panting for breath and scrambling for a coherent thought, Snake peered down at Tiras, a flicker of distress darting across his face.

“…I don’t think there’s any lube here…”