Lyre watched as she became more passive after nearly falling to the ground below. With Syron below her, she would surely fall awkwardly, and land in a bad way. Instead, she was held there, as Syron violated her. Only until they were sure she'd be happy with what they did to her. Syron left her mound, instead robbing her of her panties, biting lightly between her butt cheeks, making sure not to hurt her, and pulling them down, right to the point they fell from her toes. He pushed his muzzle back up, and pressed his nose to her again, starting to taste her again, closing his eyes and enjoying the taste of the sweet woman's bare slit. There was a strange taste to her, that Syron adored.