Reynard didn't move back right away, until he did finally turn his head to the side, swallowing while he watched Lindsey with a smile playing around his lips. He ran a hand up the lawyer's thigh and his thumb left just a bit of a scratched before he turned his arm and cupped Lindsey's balls with his palm, fingers playing, exploring, as if he had all the time and privacy and every right in the world. Obviously this wasn't over yet.

"I should charge you for that," he reasoned out loud, smile widening into a grin, eyeteeth showing, "Not quite as good as you are at sucking up to your clients, but I do have some expertise."

He got up smoothly, never taking his hand from where it played with Lindsey's private parts.

"But between the two of us, you're the only one who gets money for these services."