Oh, good! It sounds like Timothy's gonna be okay.

Elan picks up the pace, a little, spurred on by what he can hear. His hand, the one that's on Timothy's hip area and not his dick area, squeezes.

Timothy manages to scratch Elan's scalp pleasantly, his fingers shaking, as he comes.

That tastes a lot less like he might have imagined. Or, for that matter, tasted of his own. It's bittersweet, with a hint of almond flavor, and the texture is creamier than it should be.

Whoa, what? Elan pulls back in surprise, feeling the taste in his mouth. Is Timothy, like, part frosting elemental or something? Elan wipes some of the cum off of Timothy's dick to confirm whatever the heck is going on.

It's cum. It looks, feels and smells approximately normal.

(Also, the mouthfeel was really closer to a crème pâtissière than a frosting. Not that he has any reason to make that skill check.)

Okay, Elan knows he wasn't imagining the almondy taste. He pulls away and gets out from under the table so he can look in his book for answers, and probably also see how Timothy's doing above the waist.

The book's still open.

"What's The Nectar?"

Tom blinks, a little less blearily than he had been. "...I don't know if I'm expected to answer that."

"thog think nectar come from nectarines."

Skill: The Nectar

You gain bonuses from consuming sexual fluids you have personally extracted from others. Every person's precious bodily fluids convey different abilities, hinted at by tastes and sensations you may learn to identify. Greater potency can be achieved if your partner has not achieved orgasm in at least 72 hours. Mixing synergetic sexual fluids can yield greater results, but the fluids must be mixed in situ; that is to say, you'd better get good at sucking with your mouth full.

Nectar Catalogue

Timothy Koan

• Minor: +2 on Spellcraft checks for 1hr/intimacy level

• Major: ???

• Synergies: ???

Ritual completed: We Don't Ask Where You People Keep Your Brains

Result: +200 E-XP, +1 FUK, Timothy Koan unlocked for magicule!

"Oh, I was asking the book," Elan says idly, reading the description. "What does in situ mean? While sitting?"

He shakes his head and looks up at Timothy.

"I'm sorry that happened; I didn't expect it at all. Do you feel pretty much okay now?"

"I feel... quite well, yes. Something of a headache, but there aren't rules for headaches, so I see little reason to care."

He takes a look over Elan's shoulder.

"In situ means 'where you found it'. In this case, that means 'in your mouth'."

"Oh! That makes the full mouth comment make sense."

He looks thoughtfully at the book.

"It's too bad that reading its mind is so dangerous. Where were we at when that happened?"