Snake remembered. Well, he basically justified falling into bed with Tiras by telling himself Tiras was like an idol. Snake followed the blog about Tiras for the better part of his life. It’s what sparked his interest in a certain flavor of mystery – the one involving inhuman creatures and cryptids. But sitting in Tiras’ presence now, he’s certain his adoration of the incubus was a much smaller influence than his natural ability to charm and seduce.

His pulse quickened and a slightly breathless quality came to his voice. “I wouldn’t mind that… but we need to finish the noodles, first. Or I could box them up for later.”