Luneshale Pass colina

very backdated to before soto’s taken prisoner @Leto Amaranthus

it’s not unusual for luneshale’s jaguar to have his collection of women. an assortment not unlike chocolates. one day he reaches for tart, one day he reaches for ganache that melts the tongue and overwhelms the senses.

soto watches this one, so different than the cripple juarèz had kept the month before.

he pauses and hikes a leg. a volatile stream of piss splatters below, the scent heavy and sharp and distinctly pleasing to soto.

other than the brief liaison with the woman from the copse, soto’s let his appetite remain unindulged. he doesn’t like sharing, and she’s not the woman he’d choose to lay with, but an old hunger awakens in him as he watches her move.

soto rises to answer it.