[Raikov laughs. Oh, he's missed messing with people like this.

But you've damned yourself again, Blake.]

Hmm. How would I describe myself...? Handsome, beautiful, attractive. Smooth, flawless snow white skin. Soft silver hair. Deliciously kissable lips.

Oh. And a fuckable, tight ass.

[To which he slaps his own ass, grinning like a creeper.]