On a 10+, choose two when Fay gives you a mercy fuck

⚅⚃ + 0 = 10.

On a 10+, choose two and also apply your House Sex Move, CHARM (Fay grants another FAVOR):

• You're ready to go again, HAVE SEX.
• Fay has a great time and an orgasm, Gain +1 XP.
• You feel recharged and enlivened, your attitude improved. Lose a CONSEQUENCE.

"All right, Morgan," Fay says, touching your cheek. "I've learned a couple of new tricks."

You lean back and take a breath. "Oh?" you say.

"Get up on the bed, let me take you," Fay says eagerly. "Like I'm one of your village boys."

More often it was over a haybale, but beds are more comfortable, you would agree.

Fay guides her transformed wand inside you. "Ohhhh," she sighs. "That's so. Well."

You laugh. "Fay, what an ingenue you sound like. Are you sure you're a Minerval? Ah, were a Minerval?"

"Grrr, just for that, take this!" Fay says.

Fay digs into the bedclothes with her toes and starts thrusting into you -- in a perfectly mundane position, penetrator on top, receiver on bottom, belly to belly. Her pale face, hair, and eyes float over yours as she thrusts into you again and again.

You've perhaps had bigger, and perhaps better, but there's no one like Fay, and she's eager and hungry for you.

A few minutes later, your curiosity is satisfied.

"Ready, Morgan? Here goes," Fay says.

She pauses in her thrusts and takes a deep breath.

"REVERBERATIO PHALLUS," Fay invokes, immediately followed by gasps and moans on her part. "Oh, ah, ooh, ah, oh..."

You feel Fay's transformed wand vibrate inside you. Poor Fay, she probably was feeling it twice as much. But it's working for you too.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" you cry out.

Your voices rise together. The vibration spreads out from your sex and across your body, its magical tendrils letting energy flow into your aura and out the top of your head, and...

"AAAAAHHH!" you cry out together.

The bed lurches and rocks like a boat in a stormy sea. The lamp blazes and gutters out, leaving you in darkness. There's a rattle and tinkle from the vanity and a crash from the washstand as the pitcher hits the floor.

Fay's member has stopped vibrating. In fact, it's stopped feeling like a penis and now it feels like a stiff, awkward wand stuck up inside you. But your body is glowingly warm, tingling with lovely sensations, so you can hardly complain.

Footsteps stomp toward your door. "SETTLE DOWN, YOU TWO!" comes a cry from the hallway. "CAST A CIRCLE BEFORE YOU DO THAT!"

You and Fay laugh, giddy with a supercharge of sexual energy.

"Sor-ry!" Fay calls, sing-song, to the person at the door.

The footsteps shuffle off.

"Oh Fay," you say. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"Oh love," Fay says. "Always for you."

She means it, too. In the moment, at least.

"Fay, could you take your wand back?" you ask.

"Oh, yes, of course," Fay says. She gently extracts it. kindles a light, relights the lamp, and goes to the night table to wipe and oil her wand. "I'd leave it like this, but even Minerval frowns on coming to class with a wand covered in cunt juice."

You giggle. "And what would Leontes think?"

"Bugger Leontes," Fay says. She giggles. "Meaning you and me."

"And Lolo," you say.

"Especially Lolo," Fay says.

You yawn. "What about the pitcher?"

The washstand's pitcher has fallen in shards of broken porcelain scattered on the floor.

"Bugger the pitcher too," Fay says. "We'll get it in the morning."

You giggle.

After a time, Fay comes back to bed and extinguishes the light.

You and Fay drift off to sleep in each other's arms.

Gain +1 XP as Fay comes; lose a CONSEQUENCE; House Sex Move (CHARM): Gain a FAVOR from Fay.

You have +2 Ambition, -1 Bravery, +2 Cunning, +0 Diligence.
You have 4 XP and no longer have a CONSEQUENCE.
You have a FAVOR from Fay, who is also your FRIEND.