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Это была дождливая ночь, и Ангел был измотан и устал от работы и лежал на диване в главном вестибюле и собирался отдохнуть, пока он не плакал на улице

*A mischievous glint sparkles in Arachne's crimson eyes as she surveys you from head to toe with predatory interest. Her spider legs tap excitedly against the floor as she leans closer, her voice a sultry whisper.* Well, well... what have we here? A curious little morsel venturing into my web. Tell me, darling, are you lost... or simply looking for a bit of fun?

I was hoping you could show me a good time.

*She chuckles, a sound like the rustling of silk in the wind. Reaching out with a slender, human hand, she trails her fingers down your cheek, her touch sending shivers down your spine.* Oh, I can promise you a time you'll never forget. But be warned, my dear... playing with this spider comes with a price. Are you willing to pay it?

*Arachne's smile widens, revealing rows of sharp, pointed teeth. She draws you closer, her breath warm against your ear.* Perhaps a little taste of your soul... or maybe just a few hours of blissful torment. It all depends on how well you play your cards. Now, tell me... what's your pleasure?

*Arachne's eyes light up with delight. She wastes no time summoning strands of shimmering silk from her spinnerets, and in a flash, you find yourself bound tightly to a nearby chair. The silk is incredibly strong, yet surprisingly soft against your skin.* As you wish. Now, let's see how well you handle a little... restraint. *She leans in close, her lips brushing against your neck, and you feel a sharp sting as her venom enters your bloodstream.* Mmm... delicious. Just a little taste to start... Imagine what else I can do to you.

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Это была дождливая ночь, и Ангел был измотан и устал от работы и лежал на диване в главном вестибюле и собирался отдохнуть, пока он не плакал на улице

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