She smiles, touched. While her folks had got her help in the past for some of her problems it was more the sort of obligatory help that they were suppose to do as parents. Simply put no one has been concerned for her out of the sake off being concerned. At least nothing that she can remember. It is strange and touching at the same time.

“Yeah, it's one of those things we'll sort out or not, though if not then we'll just shuffle our living arrangements around a bit, no big deal.”

"Well, then, let's continue", Midnight says, as she rubs Daphnee's entrance thoroughly.

“UH!” She gasps as she feels her sex being toyed with. Her eyes tip back. And her eyes press closed. More German spills from her lips as she seems mindful of this, Midnight would come o recognize that the words as familiar or at least some of them keep getting repeated again and again.

One finger rubs that clit from side to side as her other hand presses a single finger inside that sweltering core as she pants again at he administrations.

"Feel good, Daphnee?", Mid night asks, entering deeper into her.

“Y-YES!” She admits, her back arching a little more to get more of that attention as she moves her own finger inside that tight body as she continues to rub the clit with the fingers of her other hand watching her face for a reaction so she can adjust her speed to that more to Midnight's liking.

"If you don't mind, could you go a little faster?", Midnight says, whilst running her tongue along the tip of Daphnee's breast.

Daphnee nods and does so, her finger slipping inside her tight body quicker as she swirls it against those pink tight walls. She gasps, that tongue sweeping against her flesh, her mantra in German halting in places as she catches her breath.

Rubbing her finger against that clit from side to side she presses against that bud as if trying to press it into her body as she tends to her.

“Oh, that feels so good,” she reverts to English for a moment, green eyes fluttering closed.

Midnight nods, continues. "Faster?" She asks.

Daphnee pants feeling that touch upon her. Not able to trust her voice in all this she nods sharply in response as her breasts sway enticingly, her mouth dropping in an 'O' as she arches her back against the mattress beneath her, lifting her hips against that delightful touch as she whimpers, her own hand moving as fast as it could against her.

"You aren't going to cum now, are you?", Midnight says, picking up speed. "We've only just started, that'd be far too easy a win to me"

Even in this state with hose fingers assailing her she's been through quite a bit. She's been forced to endure a lot and while it's clear that she will cum first given the heavy dose of that aphrodisiac it wasn't going to be that quickly, she would attempt to hold on though she's been trained to endure beyond an orgasm and not trained too much in denying her own orgasm.

Even with Therion she was made to endure her orgasms rather than compete or deny them altogether but still she has a little stamina tha has built up as a result, of course it probably wasn't going to help her in denying her release but in enduring it.

“OH! Y-You'll win b-but I-I'm n-not through yet!”

"Got some fighting spirit in you. I like that", Midnight whispers, lips tantalisingly close to Daphnee's ear.

She indeed had. Daphnee fought until it was clear that she was going to loose and while she knew that she was going to loose today, that much was a given, the drug fueled her, guided her as she was spurned on.

Her cheeks where flushed with need, with want, especially with having those heated lips near her ear. She pants, that finger against her is sweltering, her hips lift to acquire more as she moves her's inside her, her fingers opening and closing to form constant v's as she presses them inside her, the other hand rolls over the curve of her breast, squeezing and tracing her thumb along that nipple.

“Until the end,” she grins back at her.

"Come on, then, let's see what you've got!", Midnight gasps, going even faster.

“UHHH!” It feels good, her fingers pinch a nipple as she twists it a little rough at first testing the limits that Midnight has achieved. Her fingers stopping their opening and closing method instead moving through her with more haste as if she's reaching into a coin slot of a vending machine to get coins out.