It wasn't lost on him that she'd attached to the notion of his acceptance of her scars. He didn't mind giving it, either. The places they were going, things that they'd do, modesty like that would only get in the way. Women scrambling to please him was always his type, and Lyra was becoming more of that by the minute. He nodded when she tested him on the relationship of their tattoos. How many people had she shown that fox to? He was sure men from her precinct were eager to learn what art she'd immortalized on herself.<br/><br/>Most of those musing were taken by the sight of her beautiful orbs. A little pride in the detective then, and that was rather becoming. He laughed with her legs around him. Yes. He could lie about a lot of things, but full of shit, he'd have to admit to. "And what the jail time on that, Lyra?" he joked. They were being friendly. And then they were being advantorous, together. She was pliable enough when her gathered her knees in the denim, and that let him know this would all go smoothly. Better she was prepared for this kind of game, and not expect some adoring lover, eager to please her.<br/><br/>She bloomed under the clap of his palm, beautiful sounds and motions, clawing at the sheets like she didn't know what to do with the stimulation. He grinned at her challenge, and then lowered the hande he had of her jeans along with her legs, folding her until the denim reached her mouth. He fed the material to her, so she'd effectively be holding her own legs in place with the strength of her teeth. It left him free to do whatever he wanted with her now ready body. If she needed more convincing to obey, he could provide that too.<br/><br/>With her ass offered up to him like this, and one of her cheeks already taking on color, he went at it again, same place. A playful expression at first, like before, but the force was more present and the clap was much louder. He kept his palm tight to her flesh, not withdrawing, like there could be some intimacy between the, still. "You're cute, Lyra." he said when he finally took the hand back and licked the front that had spanked her toned behind.<br/><br/>Another hard visit but this time on her other cheek, to even things out. It was so easy to if she'd know to keep biting into her jeans. His eyes stayed trained on ehr cunt, between her thighs, to see if she was being taught a lesson, or if it was a lesson she already learned and liked. He knew where most girls liked to slow down, and the next crack from his palm sat on the first target, that should be plenty red now, this time with excessive strength, to see how much the detective was willing to count as enjoyable, or when she'd liked to steer him toward other activities.