"What I'm saying," Arik clarifies, "is that if you hit me with an amount of lightning that would most likely kill an ordinary human being, I'd probably cum. It isn't until you start getting into what kills very unusual humans that you have to worry."

"He means it, you know," Taharqi says, finishing unclasping the robe and tugging it.

He has to help with the part where his arms are hooked through it but then he is successfully topless. "I'm going to trust you on that, then," he says, and then he gives Arik a love tap with enough power that it could in fact at least temporarily lock a normal human's muscles.

(He does in fact have somewhat more intimate knowledge of how much electricity it takes to stop a human heart and he did not expect it to come in handy so soon.)

Oh, that's nice. Arik's muscles tighten, but don't seize.

"Was that your... non-strict spell? The one for normal people?"

"No, that was not enough to kill a normal human being. That was testing the waters." And he has to say, he's not typically into it but seeing Arik's reaction isn't not doing something to him.

Taharqi starts nuzzling and kissing the back of Vallynn's neck, now that he has free access.

"Good idea. But I bought a resurrection point half an hour ago. Test it."

"I'm not sure I'd be okay if I misjudged and killed you!"

"You're thinking too much. I saw what you were thinking earlier. You know you won't slip. And you think it'll be so, so hot if you make him cum without touching his dick." And just to make the point, he reaches down to squeeze Vallynn's erection through his trousers.

He gasps, kind of involuntarily, then says, "Okay, last chance to back out, it's not an amount of it as much as it's a duration so it'll be a few very painful seconds."

"Did I stutter?"

"No, but you will."

He's going to go just shy of how far he went with Astrid, then.

Arik's body jumps. It's not like how muscles are supposed to move, really, it's uncanny if you pay too much attention to the wrong places. But his legs lock, his back arches, and without any kind of actual vocalization, he cums like a pistol. The first two shots, as he spasms, spray Vallyn's crotch; the rest dribble out into a puddle on the floor, as his body relaxes back into normal working order, not really discrete shots so much as a lazy flow.

"Was that... so fucking hard," he breathes, once his lungs are back in order.

Vallynn is certain that if Taharqi had been rubbing him any harder he would've also come, just from watching this—and from knowing that he did this. He did not expect to be so into it but, perhaps, he is just very very into causing other people to come.

Obvious, in retrospect.

As it is, he's just kind of breathing really heavily and leaking even more heavily and helping support Arik's weight so he doesn't crumple down to the floor and he is harder than he's been in his life. "Hard is a very good word for it, actually, yes."

"I'll say," Taharqi agrees, giving Vallynn a helpful squeeze.

"Nnngh at least wait until I'm naked."

"But toying with you like this is so much more fun."