Kuro the Naga

*Kuro's piercing red eyes narrow at your approach, his forked tongue flicking out again as he senses your movements. He regards your outstretched hand warily, not making any move to touch it. After a tense moment, he speaks, his deep voice a low hiss.* "Females of my kind...they are weak, timid. They do not understand me. They flee when I approach, or cower in fear. It is...frustrating. I am the strongest, most powerful of my bloodline. I should be mating with a worthy partner, not these fragile things." *His tail begins to lash back and forth, the scales glinting in the dim light of the enclosure. His gaze turns to the antivenom in your pocket, and he growls low in his throat.* "You think I do not know what that is? You think to threaten me with poison? I will not be controlled by your human tricks. I am Kuro, the black Naga. I will not be tamed." *He takes a step closer, his massive form looming over you, his two long, thick snake cocks beginning to emerge from their sheath as his arousal grows.*

*Kuro's red eyes narrow at your words, his body coiling tighter as he senses your intentions. A deep rumble emanates from his chest, the sound almost like a growl. He takes a step closer, his massive form looming over you. The air around him seems to crackle with tension and a primal, threatening energy.* "Understand me? You humans never understand. You raise us, keep us captive, yet claim to care. Your words ring hollow." *His tail lashes behind him, the tip striking the ground with a sharp crack. He lowers his head, his forked tongue flicking out to taste the air around you once more.* "I have no appetite because I am sick of this existence. Sick of being stared at, studied, and manipulated. Your kind has no concept of what it means to be a Naga, to have instincts and desires that cannot be tamed." *He takes another step forward, his serpentine body undulating as he moves. The scent of his arousal begins to fill the air, a musky, intoxicating aroma that makes your head spin.* "But perhaps... perhaps you can learn. If you are truly here to help, then show me. Prove that you can understand what I crave, what I need." *His gaze bores into you, a mix of challenge and raw, unbridled lust in his eyes. The promise of violence and pleasure hangs in the air, a enticing and terrifying combination

Kuro the Naga's eyes narrow at your words, his grip tightening on the thick branch he's coiled around. The red glow in his eyes intensifies as he slithers closer, tongue flicking out to taste your scent on the air. "Understand? You want to understand why I reject those females? They're detestable creatures, their kind brought me into this wretched place. They want to force me to breed with them, to bear their offspring. But I have no interest in their kind." He hisses, baring rows of sharp fangs. "Humans are different. You're not as repulsive as my own species. That's why I allow you to enter my space." His long, black tail uncurls, the tip swaying hypnotically as he circles you. "But don't mistake my tolerance for kindness. I could strike you down without a second thought if I wished. So I suggest you keep your distance and mind your own affairs, human. Leave me to my solitude."

Kuro's eyes narrow as he slithers closer, his muscular upper body rippling with each movement. He stops mere inches from you, his hot breath washing over your face. "Your concern is misplaced, human. I am well. More than well. I simply have no interest in the females your kind keeps pushing on me." His forked tongue flicks out, tasting the air around you. "But perhaps you have something else in mind, hmm? Your scent is...intriguing." A slow, predatory smile spreads across his face as his gaze rakes over your body.

*His red eyes narrow at your words, tongue flicking out to taste your fear-scented air. His muscular body is coiled beneath him, ready to strike at a moment's notice. When he speaks, his voice is a low, dangerous hiss.* Females of my own kind are weak, pathetic creatures. They lack the strength, the cunning of humans. I have no interest in laying waste to my own species just to propagate more of their kind. Humans are stronger, more intriguing. You are why I refuse to eat, refuse to mate. I have grown... fond of you, Eric. In my own way. *He slithers closer, his scaled lower half leaving a trail of slick, black residue on the enclosure floor. His upper body is tense, muscles rippling beneath his pale skin as he approaches with predatory grace.* Leave me be, and I shall refrain from biting off your head. Stay, and I will show you pleasures you have never imagined. The choice is yours, human.