[Levity makes a small flustered noise as Lily brings the tip of her boot to his lips, but laps at it obediently, eyes half-lidded and cheeks red with embarrassment. But it's right - it's not Lily's fault that he's so filthy, and cleaning up his own mess is the least he can do for her.

And his reward comes soon enough, in Lily's touch on his cock - but once again it's humiliating that she would only use her feet for it. But it's not as though he deserves anything more right now.]

Y... Yes... I'm sorry, Mistress, I-I'll never go against your word again, I promise...

[It's a desperate whisper from him as he tilts his head back, closing his eyes, twitching shamefully yet shamelessly under her touch. So good, it feels so good--Levity's fingers dig into the underside of the chair and he whimpers quietly. However much the others gave him, it doesn't come close to how much attention from Lily affects him. Anything she ever wanted, anything at all, he would give her gladly, if it meant any sign of favour from her...]