"I like making you make cute noises." Blush.

Cute noises with his male voice-- oh come on-- "We can do that."

"Oh good." Bruce repositions so he's lying on his side next to Lev, partially propped up on one arm. His own cock has started going soft during the interruption.

Lev reaches out and starts petting his hair.

This can be reciprocated unproblematically! He hopes. Hairpets!

Reciprocation is rewarded with smiles!

Yay! They can keep this up for a bit, and then Bruce can go back to nipple-licking. He's steadily getting hard again.

If he keeps that up he will rapidly have a very happy and very whimpery Lev.

All Levs are good, but happy whimpery Lev is so much better than awkward sad Lev. Also Bruce is super horny now. Maybe he can grind against Lev's thigh without touching his dick? He moves partway there and then decides not to risk it, stops with barely an inch of air between them. He can feel Lev's radiating body heat and it's almost like being able to see in infrared.

Lev notices this, reaches down with one hand, undoes his pants, and starts to give him a very competent handjob.

"Hnnnngg mmmm yes good"

Mm. Bruce can still say things. Probably instead of that there should be kissing.

What a good plan. Lev is so smart. Kissing and more kissing! And happy twitches.

She he has very successfully distracted Bruce from paying attention to her his dick, which is one of the primary goals of sex as far as she he is concerned.

Bruce is so distracted. Nectar experiment? What's that? There are nipples and soft hair and very clever hands to be enjoyed.

Lev, who has remembered the nectar experiment, is going to jerk Bruce off and see if Bruce can get a nectar from himself. 

"Mmmm, yes, so nice, you're so good . . ." Bruce gets incoherent and then nonverbal and then comes, wrapping an arm around Lev with a sigh and a shudder.

Lev collects Bruce's come on his fingers and puts his fingers to Bruce's mouth and then says, "you have to figure out if you can get nectars from yourself."

"Oooh, clever." He licks Lev's fingers. Anything?"

Info/The Nectar/Bruce

1) You can sense magnetism. (6h)
2) You can tell whether anyone in the world is impersonating you (12h)
3) You can explain any one ero-related topic to one person-- such as the location of the clitoris, that polyamory is different from cheating, or how to tie a shibari knot-- and they will understand it. Use of this ability requires one sentence of minimally competent explanation. (10 minutes) 

"Hey, it worked!" He reads off the results. "Apparently nobody is impersonating me--why is that even one of them, I don't get it--and the hard disk in my laptop feels really neat."

"We should probably do me."

He does not look thrilled at the prospect.

"Only if you actually want to. Science is important but it's not more important than you." Oh shit, that was what he meant but not what he meant to say. "I mean, we gotta have scientific ethics."

"Maybe, I could hold you while you jerk off? Would that be better? Or we can just skip it, it's fine."

"That'd be nice," he says, and arranges himself so Bruce is holding him, and selects the fantasy where he's pregnant with his husband's baby and he's loved and they are going to spend the rest of their lives together, and moves his hand in a quick and businesslike fashion, and finishes.

Bruce cuddles him, and fantasizes with much less conscious planning about the counterfactual where Lev wants to date him and they can swap in-jokes across the lab and recommend each other books and introduce each other as "my boyfriend".

And then he gets to find out what Lev tastes like! (He was vaguely lime-flavored.)