He's definitely going to.

You turn a smile to the front counter. "We'd like to call in our tab. You have this, right, Bav?"

Suddenly, a woman makes her way over towards you from the other side of the counter and smiles. "Of course, darlings. That'll be two silvers, and three copper. I hope you enjoyed yourselves this evening."

You speed up the spell further.

Bavalar gasps and nods as the tavern keeper looks directly towards him. He trembles, and reaches down into his bag to pull out the necessary coins. His hands are shaking, so he nearly drops them before sliding them over to the woman.

"Are you okay, darling?" she asks him with a look of concern. "You look like you're burning up."

You speed up the spell to maximum speed, and his eyes grow wide.

"Y-Yes! I'm f-fine! Let's get out of here!" He turns to you in fear, but you smirk as you gesture back to the barkeep.

"This is my good friend Bavalar Kael, miss. It's a pleasure to meet you. Isn't that right, Bav?"

Finally, he can no longer contain himself. His face turns a bright red as his kneels give out, nearly dropping him to the ground before catching himself. He grunts and groans as his erection explodes behind his thin trousers. His hands move down and clench his cock, desperately hoping people won't look this way or notice what's happening. He pants, and starts to waddle towards the exit of the tavern, barely covering up the wide damp spot on his pants' front.

You shrug at the woman.