"Hello... you," the snake spoke to the researcher who had placed the water by its cage. "You ready to have sssome.... fun?"
The snake smoothly glides over the floor to the poor researcher, then uses his arms to pull himself right into the researcher's face. The snake opens his muth wide, turns his head to the side, and begins to greedily penetrate the poor scientist's mouth with his tongue, passionately french kissing them. The researcher resists, at first, but slowly gets into it. A couple of scales may have been seen creeping up their neck, had there been anybody in the room who was not concentrated on something... else.
The snake man brings is hand around to the back of the researched, and he sets the researcher gently down against a table. The snakeman then pulled out, and for a second the researcher felt sad. The researcher's mind was at this point clouded by the virus, and he had no resistance left to give. The snake, however, had heard footsteps fast approqching. He slithered to the side of the door, ready to pounce on anyone who entered. The researcher attempted to speak, but the.snakeman brought a single finger to his lips and hissed.
Suddenly, the door behind.the.smooching snakeman and his partner opens up.