Theo shook when he looked up at her, his sympathy begging her not to cry. Was it a difficult sentiment to believe when there, on his knees, he was showing the most primal sign of arousal behind his now outward curved flyers? He hated himself inside the torrent of other things that Engel had him feel. The boy of a man's age swallowed, and couldn't keep his eyes from darting down to the quim that was presented so clearly for him by the god of this house.<br/><br/>Engel grinned as he slid his hands closer to her apex, fingers gliding along the sensitive insides of her now wide open thighs, keeping them apart. She was made to be so lewd, exposed here, in a place for wholesome recreation. And she was letting all of his games get to her, finally. He was sure she'd know not to put her knees together when he finally moved one hand to rest above her flesh flame, which he had snuffed yesterday, with his cock. Poor Theo gasped to see it.<br/><br/>"But he's hungry, Lyra." Engel said into her ear as the green eyes were solely on her intimate, split mound. "Look at how his expression changes." he whispered as two fingers from the hand above her cunt slid down to part her outer flesh, so the servant could see her opening. Surely an innocent such as Theodore had not met with enough women to know her's was slightly dilated from yesterday's intrusion. She did not have the look of a virgin anymore. Sure enough, Theo's eyes widened, his expression hollowing out and his jaw lowering slightly at the sight of her secret. He looked desperate, famished. Without much warning, Engel's longest finger circled the entrance and slid inside her. He was an expert, and Lyra was a new student, it was not impossible for him to elicit dew even in this setting.<br/><br/>"I-I..." Theo tried. It was likely an attempt at coming to her defense, somehow, the dying twitches of his moral parts. But the boy was already leaning in closer. Engel starter to lick her ear in rhythm with the finger inside her and kiss down to her jaw and then suckle her neck gingerly. On his way his tongue darted out to catch her tears. She was just a perfect doll, wasn't she, offering new lovely things the more he played with her.<br/><br/>"Can you really trust an animal like that, Lyra Bremmington?" he whispered in her ear as he was stirring her. "He's a beast who hasn't learned control yet." It was probably true, too. Kind men are only in transit to their crimes. Theo heard none of it because wasn't mean to, and he was busy being obsessed with the blushing treasure before him. Absently, the server put his own hand on the hill of his pants. Engel laughed softly to direct her attention at it. "Go ahead, Vannesroot. You can kiss my hand."<br/><br/>Theo tried to stay back for her, but it was both a suggestion from the patriarch and an opportunity to be closer to Lyra's pussy. Automatically he moved in to her privacy being fingerfucked, and placed a lingering kiss on his masters offending hand while his eyes were looking up at her, pleading - whether it was for her forgiveness or permission was very hard to tell. He looked like he might cry to, but from want.<br/><br/>"I bet you he'd love you forever if you let him have a taste now." Engel said and targeted weak spots inside her more diligently. His new toy was coming along well in her misery.