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too many emotions wall inside that doll-eyed stare for soto to be certain she likes the show; it's not until a closed smile graces the viper-thin angles of her features that he believes he's been understood. the twitch of her nose searches for his scent; he fans his tail so she might have all of it.

he would be all too willing to show her more, any time she desired it. her doe-like eyes simply need to linger a little too long on the curve of his belly - and he would give it to her to explore.

that was the problem with men like him - they thought with a secondary head guiding their every motion. even in jail, soto's thinking of ways he can fuck something.

 if this is the first of her carefully placed webbing, soto has wandered in unaware.