Yet, Bruce was not just a slave to his instincts. He had honed his self-control and discipline through countless trials, understanding the importance of maintaining a clear mind and a focused goal. With a deep breath, he centered himself, his resolve firm as he refused to be swayed by the spider boss's charms.
"I can see your gaze, you really want to touch them, don't you?" The spider boss asked.
"Sorry, out of habit, I was thinking with my dick," Bruce replied. "However, I am going to pass. "You have too much hair on your legs for my tastes, like, way too much hair."
"... I guess you humans are like that, foolish enough to even refuse a princess of my race," The boss said and then raised her right hand.
"Sorry, but you act like a dairy queen, not like a princess," Bruce said while gripping his swords. "You can jump from your high horse now, or the fall will hurt."
