You couldn't take your eyes off him. A confident smirk, a casual beckoning of a clawed finger only to converge on brilliant lights and colors. Pulsing wonderfully. The world seemed to fade into colors far too vibrant for your eyes to normally perceive. No, you were opened, you were beyond limitation, you were clay in the hands of a master sculptor.
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Artwork of my other Naga Conditioner Sathe. His hood has natural chemical reactions he can manipulate to form whatever hypnotic pattern he likes. Whether it matches his eyes, or merely forms its own patterns, it's hard to pull away once he gets started.


Ary by Midnight_Arr