Dominic Vance paid absolutely no mind to it, even deliberately slowing his pace a fraction when passing by where the servant stood. The man leisurely sat down on the leather-upholstered armchair beside the dining table, settling Lucien neatly upon his lap. This posture caused Lucien's buttocks to press perfectly against the crotch of Dominic Vance's trousers, pushing the vibrating egg even deeper, nearly touching the absolute deepest point.
"Nng..." Lucien shuddered violently, his legs instinctively clamping shut, but they were immediately pried apart by Dominic Vance's hands and placed on either side of the man's thighs.
This position forced his legs wide open, rendering the hem of the dress shirt completely useless for modesty. The entirety of his lower half was just laid bare in the open air. In front of him was the dining table, and behind his back was the servant who was still waiting with a bowed head.
