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Study Buddy, Eh?

"So I heard you had quite the time marking papers over the weekend." Rime stated. The cream and magenta coloured dragon had sauntered up to his professor, who was sitting under a tree on the campus quad, quietly reading a book and occasionally checking his phone.

Ilorek looked up from his tome and lowered one of his ears. He knew exactly what Rime was referring to and it pained him to discuss because the kinky things he had done with Matilda should have stayed private. Regardless, he was a drake of transparency and felt no need to pretend otherwise. "You could say that. How did you hear about it?"

The professor's response, though simple and straightforward, surprised Rime. The dragon shook his head and took a step back. "So it's true?" He inquired, more eager to learn more than to be coy. He was a scholar at heart, and while he was usually the type to shy away from such conversation, the lewd nature of the stories told about Professor Ilorek drove him to probe a bit deeper.

"Well, it depends on what you heard." Ilorek Chuckled, closing his book and laying it on his lap. "So what did you hear? There's a good chance it's true, whatever it is."

Rime didn't want to bluntly state what he heard because it was a little too hardcore even for his tastes but he had an obligation to speak the truth in matters of gossip. Yet, despite that, he just blurted out, "So I hear you're a bit of a kink fiend!" The moment the words left his muzzle he caught himself and adjusted his tone. "I mean, I heard something about Matilda learning in the most intimate way possible that you're apparently, uh, into some very weird stuff." He blushed a little, somewhat ashamed that he so readily came forth with such an accusation, true or not.

Ilorek nodded. "Indeed. Yes, Matilda and I shared some passion in my office over the weekend. Part of me wishes it never happened because it turns out she can't keep that sort of thing to herself, or maybe she told a friend or something. I don't know. You never did tell me how you heard about it."

The turn-around and the reverse inquisition did catch Rime off guard again. "Oh, uh, through a mutual friend of a friend. Matilda told Neera, Neera tells me just about everything. She's a wonderful mare and she trusts me, but you're right and it might have been better to not share this." He sat back on his haunches, tail wagging and head slightly tilted. "But now I have to ask what inspired you to do such a thing. I mean, the porn is hot, I'm sure, but isn't that against the rules for a professor to fraternize with his students? Can't that get you fired?"

"No, there are no rules or laws against such things." He shifted and crossed his legs, motioning to Rime for the dragon to join him next to the tree. "There are regulations involving public school teachers and their students, for obvious reasons, but as we're all adults here we can do what we want. However, if there is any perceived bias from myself towards a student that I've been intimate with after hours, that could be a problem."

"Oh, I see. Yeah I suppose that makes sense." Rime admitted before sitting next to Ilorek by the tree, nervously glancing around without making eye contact. "So, uh, I guess that's it then?"

Ilorek nodded. "Potentially. Depends on if she wants to be on camera again."

Rime chirped and cocked his head to the side. "Camera? Nobody told me about a camera."

With a laugh and a chirp of his own, Ilorek, glanced sidelong at his student. "Well, I do own and operate an adult themed website, you know. And why are you so curious about what Matilda does and what I did if you didn't already know that?" He gave a sly wink, showing that he understood that Rime knew more than he was letting on, subtly implying the dragon might have been a fan.

It was at this moment that Rime couldn't internally decide between his natural, inquisitive self or a more bashful, shy version in the wake of Ilorek's casual accusation. He decided to go somewhere in between and do both by avoiding eye contact while asking his questions. "Well, yeah. I heard about it, I've seen the site in passing. I'm mostly just curious about what got you into that sort of stuff. And I'm curious if I'm perhaps prodding a bit too deep into your personal affairs."

"Rime, what have I said every week in class about curiosity?"

"When it comes to curiosity, there are no limits." Rime answered, acknowledging that the quote put Ilorek's demeanour into perspective. "So I guess you're saying you don't mind me asking?"

The professor shook his head with a smile. "Not one bit, as long as it doesn't turn into any sort of judgement and you don't ask leading questions. You should know by now that I'm an open book, I'm happy to indulge any curiosity, and I love it when you ask me to know more. With me, I'll be upfront if you ask a question I'm not comfortable answering. So go ahead, at ease, soldier." He joked.

This was quite liberating for Rime. He had been aching to talk to Ilorek about what he'd heard from Neera about the professor and Matilda all weekend even if he wasn't personally interested in the specifics of what happened. The events that supposedly took place were pretty kinky - even moreso than he was willing to watch - but that only made him more curious about Ilorek's mindset and kinks. "So, do you just keep the equipment at work just in case something like that happens? Seen enough hentai to know that sexiness can happen at any time?" He joked.

"Something like that. I occasionally make porn myself and library videos are pretty popular. My goal was never to fraternize with my students, but was to always be prepared. The website is still pretty new and I've not really established myself yet." Ilorek explained, tapping his book as he spoke. "But I get the distinct impression from the way you're still avoiding eye contact and being semi-formal in your approach that you're not all that interested in the website as much as you are interested in me."

Rime's eyes widened as he realized this to be the truth as it was spoken. "I, uh, I guess-"

"Don't act all flabbergasted around me, Rime. My wife is a telepath and has taught me how to read emotions very well. There's no point in trying to hide things from me. If you want to proposition me, then just do so." He gently laid his book next to the tree and turned to Rime, looking the dragon in the eyes. "I'm not sure if you knew this, but I did help fund NoThEn Labs with Ceylon and Leera. I'm very liberated and I'm a vocal advocate of sexual freedom, so there are no limits. None. Got it?" He couldn't be more clear with his message.

Despite his overall reserved nature to this point, Rime felt that he had been given enough of an indication that he could be candid with Ilorek so he dropped the facade and smirked at his professor. "I confess, you've turned me on since day one. When I first walked into that class and saw your flowing mane and tail, I almost immediately fantasized that you'd ride me or let me ride you." He did tense up a bit, worried he may have been a bit too forward with Ilorek, but was pleased to see him smile back.

"There we go, that's the sort of transparency I want to see from you. Well, see through you. How would that work if you were transparent?" He rubbed his lower beak to concentrate before turning to Rime again. "So tell me, got any requests? The quad's mostly empty this time of day and we're far enough away from the busy areas that we wouldn't be seen."

The professor's declaration quickly opened up a world of possibilities to Rime, who choked up a bit as he realized he had no idea what to request first. In the end, he decided he was curious about one thing first and foremost. "Well, you're a hippogryph and I'm curious to see what you're packing. I mean, is it half gryphon or half avian? What parts of you are stallion? How big are ya?" As he asked the questions, he felt a familiar swelling within his own loins as the reality of the situation dawned on him. Not only was he invited to indulge his curiosities but he got to spend time with Ilorek!

"Really? You've never seen the videos with me in them?" Ilorek countered with a chuckle. He wasn't avoiding the question but did seem to get a laugh out of it. "I'm nothing special, really."

"I didn't ask if you were special or unique, I asked to see." Rime insisted, his reservation now shattered and replaced by a straightforward boldness he was sure Ilorek appreciated. "So let's see!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Ilorek unbuttoned his shirt and got to his feet, standing tall over the dragon. "Fine; if you're so sure that's what you want to see, then I suppose I did make a promise." He then unzipped and slid his shorts down to reveal his supple equine sheath and comfortably squished balls resting against his thighs. Though he was bared for any and all to see, his member remained inside, hidden from view.

Rime felt the need to point that out. "I said I wanted to see what you were packing, not the package it came in." He probed, lightly reaching out to poke at Ilorek's shoulder. "You kinda need to come out to play if you want to display your drake parts."

"Drake parts? That's an oddly silly way to describe a cock." Ilorek laughed. "And again, have you not seen the videos I'm in? I'm not exactly shy, you know. Don't get into the porn industry without showing some skin, as it were."

"I've not seen the videos, no. I don't actually watch that much porn and don't take much of an interest in it outside of casual research. That said-" He cut himself off to lean in, getting to all fours as he nuzzled Ilorek's lower belly and upper thigh, deliberately avoiding contact with the hippogryph's equine sheath in an attempt to tease and coax him out. "-I think you're making it clear I should be a bit more forthright with my actions; correct me if I'm wrong, professor."

There, exposed to any who dared walk by, Rime and Ilorek shared a moment of silent bonding on the quad surrounded by university buildings. The dragon and hippogryph both stared into each other's eyes, waiting to see who took the next move while internally calculating what might happen next. Both were academics at different stages of their career so it was natural for each of them to want to analyze the situation at every turn. This manifested as casual, brisk glances to see if anyone was watching while also assessing the risk involved in getting caught.

Of course, Klyneth was a famously progressive place and universities were known for having a large population of liberal students. All idealists with the most optimistic outlook on the future tend to also believe that sex and sexuality is nothing to be ashamed of but instead just another everyday facet of life. On top of all that, NoThEn Labs had a rather sizeable presence in the region and that potion and pharmaceutical company was founded with the idea that sex and sexuality were not the enemy.

Ilorek was in fact on the founders board of that very company, so that ensured Rime knew that the hippogryph offered only safe spaces in his presence.

Which was exactly why the dragon held no qualms or reservations about casually lowering his snout and rubbing at Ilorek's sheath, tongue out to moisten the folds and lips parted, ready to take whatever the hippogryph had to offer. He knew what was coming, which was why he happily closed his eyes and waited for his professor's response.

"Well then! I suppose you've gotten past your shyness." Ilorek declared as he leaned back, smiling down at Rime with his gaze cresting the plumage on his chest. Naturally, the attention to his loins drew his member out from within his sheath, allowing it to unfold and swell right int Rime's maw.

For most people, this would have been too lewd to do in public - even those into exhibitionism tended to chose acts that were at least partially discreet - but for Ilorek it was just another day at work. He was a consummate professional when it came to his job as a professor but any time not spent in front of the class was free time to do what he wanted, within reason.

Rime felt the exact same way, most of the time. Ever since coming to Klyneth and spending time with Neera and getting that job as the hired muscle at her establishment - The Near and Dear - he had desired an existence that allowed him to be more true to himself and this was the best way to do so. Her pub/bar/restaurant/brothel was about as sexually liberated as one could be and every new week spent at the Klyneth Academy of Science and Magic proved to him that the locals were quite relaxed about sexuality beyond just the adults-only establishments of the night.

And so that feeling of hippogryph cock slowly unfurling into his maw and resting heavily on his tongue acted as a sort of self-justification for the path he'd chosen. All at once, he was completely lost in the moment and subject to his professor's whims.

With renewed vigour, he wrapped his lips around the base of Ilorek's cock and began to suck, tongue undulating as the swelling tip prodded at the back of his throat while leaking a steady flow of sweet equine precum. That was the first thing that Rime noticed, before having focused much on the shape of Ilorek's member: The flavours most akin to that of a stallion. He had played with his fare share of equine studs since working for Neera, and that's what Ilorek's concoction reminded him of.

Only after getting that first sample did he slowly pull away and let the now-erect cock pop out from between his lips, swollen flare soaked in his saliva and dripping precum that Rime had to eagerly lick up. The first chance he got, he took a moment to survey what hung before him; it was mostly equine in shape with the widened tip and much of the length a soft fleshy tone and a soft, wrinkled texture. The flare was lined around the edges by subtle barbs akin to that of a cat's tongue as well as the most subtle of ridges lining its length that reminded him of ribs even though he knew there were no bones in an erection. That was all the end half near the tip, the rest was lined in a velveteen flesh that started at a bulging median ring and blanketed what looked like an uninflated gryphon knot underneath.

It was almost overwhelming to take in all at once, so Rime casually observed it with a toothy smile. "You said it's nothing special, but damn!" He marvelled, cradling its tip in his palm as if he was holding a silver platter. "And I'm just noticing this but you're gay? Erm, bi? I mean, I should have asked that before I started prodding but I guess it's too late now."

Ilorek, now casually leaning back against the tree trunk to keep an eye out while also letting Rime pore over his junk, laughed. "I don't think bisexual is the term. Just sexual. I'm sterile and have brews to ensure I'll never get any unwanted infections, so I see no reason to hold back from anything."

Despite the situation not calling for any sort of deep introspection about biology, Rime couldn't help but probe a bit deeper in regards to Ilorek's statement. "Sterile? Did you get yourself snipped? Don't want kids?" It was perhaps a bit too personal but by this point Rime's curiosity got better of him.

"Oh, it's not that. I mean, I don't want kids but that's not the reason for it. I come from a time before pharmaceutical potion-making and as I'm sure you know, hybrids are oftentimes sterile or sterilized when young before hitting puberty."

"Wait, how old are you?" Rime was confused. "I mean, we've had the ability to help out with the fertility of crossbreeds or hybrids for centuries now, haven't we?"

With a laugh, Ilorek casually kicked off his shorts and peeled his shirt off, hoping to once again return to the action. "I'm old enough. Honestly, I don't even know how old I am anymore but I don't think that matters. I've got juice in the tank, it's just not fertile. Honestly, I think you may be focusing too much on the incidental details of our little encounter. I thought you wanted to observe and see what I had in my sheath, not lewdly accost me while I attempted to read."

"Can't it be both?" Rime countered with a wink and a gentle kiss of the hippogryph's cock head. "I love it when you talk scholarly; hearing your lectures has made me want to investigate you all semester. Am I being too forthright?" In between each few words, he offered a gentle lick and a peck of a kiss along Ilorek's glistening shaft, trying his best to keep things casual while also being semi-formal.

Ilorek shrugged. "Honestly? I'd prefer if you were a little more forthright. I've sensed your resolve alternating between inquisition and renewed vigour since you arrived and I'd love if you just took from me what you wanted or allowed me to take from you what you want to give!" He winked, showing he was both sincere and casual about the whole ordeal.

"You can sense my-" Rime started, before allowing his mind to drift back to something he remembered about Ilorek. Back in one of his earliest lectures when introducing himself to the class, the professor informed the students that his wife was naturally empathetic and that he had learned how to identify when someone was lying or telling the truth and thus could suss out plagiarists or people lying about why they didn't attend an examination. Rime and many others in his classes assumed he was making a joke, but it was that moment that Rime knew he was being sincere.

Ilorek's beak curled up at the edges as he silently observed the dragon's dawning realization. "See? I wasn't lying, was I?" He then offered a wink and wrapped his hand around the base of his cock to foster its growth, every beat of his heart inflating his length a bit more while also accentuating the bulges of his knot against the edge of his palm, thumb, and forefinger. He then grabbed Rime by the horn and pulled him in close. "Do you have a safe word?"

"Uh, I bite?" Rime countered, not sure how to respond to that question so quickly.

"Not sure if that would do much to tell me to stop - quite the opposite, I'd say - but I'll keep it in mind." He then grabbed Rime's other horn and forced his cock down the dragon's throat so deep that his knot was resting on Rime's tongue, the barbed tip tickling his throat.

Rather than resist or pull away, Rime gaped his maw open even wider so that his lower jaw was cupping the stallion's balls and his tongue was caressing both orbs as well as the majority of his length. He sucked and gently tugged, using his lips to kiss at Ilorek's sheath while also extending his tongue out far to lightly prod at the stud's tail hole to get a pleased equine tail hike before returning to focus on the shaft and barbed tip - which was exotic and sexy but hard to handle at the back of his throat due to the barbs. He tried gulping and opening his gullet to better accommodate Ilorek's length but couldn't quite counterbalance the aggressive nature of those barbs.

He wanted it all, he loved the taste, he adored the uniqueness of it all, and he was smitten with the possibility of being seen, but he just didn't quite have it in him to take those barbs, at least not when Ilorek's member was completely expanded and practically scraping his gullet flesh.

The professor was perceptive enough to notice that, through all the enthusiasm, Rime was having a bit of a hard time. Sensing this, he clenched his loins to shoot one final spurt of his precum directly down the dragon's gullet before pulling out. "That's enough foreplay. Up." He commanded, walking past Rime and patting the dragon's flank before cradling the underside of his tail and reaching between his legs to slip his finger into his slit. "Well aren't you the most slick drake I've met."

Rime, though male, often produced enough lubricant to make a female blush. His cock was poking out, half of his shaft leaking precum into the grass while throbbing and slapping to his belly, but it appeared that Ilorek wanted his genital slit. He was happy to offer the hippogryph that, and the threat of barbs was more enticing in that hole than it was his gullet. Given his level of eagerness he pretty much dove to the ground facefirst with his rump in the air, swaying playfully as his tail curled over his lower back. He spread his legs and glanced back over his shoulders, begging Ilorek to mount.

"You're an eager one." Ilorek chirped at Rime, taking one last glance around to see if anyone was watching before sidling up behind the dragon with cock in one hand and the base of Rime's tail in the other. He wasted no time in guiding his barbed glans to the dragon's slit, easing it in from tip to base in a single, fluid motion with little in terms of resistance.

The size of Rime's slit was more than enough, especially when his level of arousal was as high as it was. He shuddered in delight as he felt each barb, ridge, median ring, and knot lobe slip into him, forcing him to clench down and actually tug Ilorek in a bit deeper while his own length was forced out of its confines. He had only enough room in his slit for one cock at a time, though it was quite nice to feel his shaft grinding against Ilorek's while the two were exchanging positions.

Ilorek wasted no time in quickly making his presence known deep inside the dragon's cock slit. He grabbed at Rime's haunches with each hand before aggressively bucking into him, his flare exploding inside and his length throbbing with each beat of his heart. His knot quickly swelled inside, nearly locking them together if not for the copious levels of fluid that Rime's slit produced and the lack of a tighter opening that usually aided in a knotted tie.

His cock slit, though sensual and tight, wasn't quite narrow enough to keep the hippogryph's knot from popping out.

In many ways this was better for both of them. The tug and grind that came alongside each of Ilorek's thrusts by his swelling knot combined with the plucking of Rime's flesh by the barbs in such a way that hit so many right spots in wasy that subtle friction just couldn't. His quickly weakened Rime's knees and nearly made him collapse in place if not for Ilorek's attentiveness.

The hippogryph cradled Rimes belly to hold him up as he kept at him, slamming his hips to Rime's and his belly against the underside of the dragon's tail while his cock pumped in and out of his slit. His flare continued to expand inside, the barbs catching and tugging on the flesh inside without hurting Rime; he was more than capable of handling the roughest members his own race could dish out, it only made sense he could handle a few barbs. Of course, that realization only made him wish for a second attempt at taking Ilorek's member in the maw once more, this time combined with his juices.

But alas, he was nearly driven to a lusty madness as the sensations of Ilorek's cock slamming into him overwhelmed his brain. The term, as his semi-conscious mind felt the need to remind him, was ahegao. His face was twisted and his eyes were crossed as he found himself on the verge of orgasm, his entire lower half going limp as Ilorek continued his assault on the dragon's slit.

However, this lust-induced complacency rendered Rime unable to resist as he felt himself flopping onto his side, body pulling away from Ilorek's attention and leaving his cock slit gaped open and splattered with hippogryph precum and his own silken concoctions. He writhed in place rubbing his thighs together to squeeze his member between them and his belly right up until Ilorek forcefully grabbed his legs and propped him up so that he was on his back with all four claws in the air.

From this position, Ilorek mounted him without the slightest hint of hesitation. Missionary position with a feral was hot, sure, but Ilorek made it seem so natural by how easily he slipped his cock - flared glans and all - into him with ease once more. It was almost like he wasn't halted in the least by Rime's flop and roll, as if it didn't matter what position the dragon was in and that all that mattered was that he happily buried himself in reptilian flesh.

Ilorek's pace quickened to the same intensity it was before, his sheath and balls slapping at Rime's rump and slit in a series of audible squelches that were each accompanied by a juicy splash of their combined fluids soaking the hippogryph's belly and upper thighs. His golden yellow eyes had shifted from that of an intelligent, thoughtful scholar to that of a carnal beast rutting regardless of the wishes of his partner or anyone who watched.

That was also hot to Rime, who barely conjured the mental state to disseminate his professor's behaviour as he twitched and arched his back up into his stud partner, matching his every movement. His own cock was drooling precum down his belly, the clear slime leaving a glistening sheen on the pink of his scales as he curled his hind talons into Ilorek's shoulder. His tail swished out behind each of Ilorek's ankles, the very tip struggling to find anything to hold onto in order to best ensure stability.

As intense as it may have been, it seemed to not be enough for Ilorek. The hippogryph wrapped his arms around Rime's lower torso and shifted his weight, halting his thrusting for only a moment long enough to hoist the dragon's haunches up to his own waist height, Knees propping Rime's hips up.

This left Rime to struggle, grasping at the grass beneath him while his tail hoisted up between Ilorek's upper thighs, tickled by the long hair of the stallion's tail. This was both incredibly awkward and intensely ogasmic, for the angle and the ease for Ilorek ensured that his knotted cock could slip deep into the dragon's slit without any pesky obstructions. Of course this also meant that he could get the best thrusts and the most intense angles as well as the leverage to utilize each and every bit of him.

Such intensity brought out the best in Rime, who's on cock had swelled to full mast and was bobbing in such a way that it was poking his own belly, adding to the puddle of precum every time. The pleasure derived from such intensity was bringing him to the brink of orgasm even without anyone - be it he or his partner - touching his member. His loins were as sensitive on the inside as they were on the outside and he knew that it would only require a split second of the right combination of pressure and angle to send him over the edge.

Naturally, it wasn't long at all before Ilorek found that miracle combo and exploited it for the sake of both of them.

By bending over Rime's prone body, Ilorek was able to slip in just a bit deeper while also keeping the dragon propped up in such a way that he could buck without either of them slipping out of position. Some of this was thanks to the gnarled knot of tree root that Rime's neck had found itself cradled within, something that could have been unpleasant if not for the glorious sensations that ran through his torso originating from his groin and exploding in waves from there.

He held his tongue out as Ilorek slammed even harder, the bulge of his knot tugging and pushing in with every motion to make a deep, guttural squelch that repeated to the point it became almost background noise to their panting and growling at one another.

Then, with a screech that must have attracted the attention of everyone on the quad whether they were watching or not, Ilorek clenched up every muscle in his lower region while his flare and knots both exploded to full girth, his member pulsating and shooting a series of gooey shots of hippogryph seed deep into the dragon's cock slit, filling him to the brim within seconds and bursting out from the seal formed by his knot!

At that exact same time, as Rime fell victim to the pressure and friction that accompanied Ilorek and his swollen knot - which turned out to be even thicker than Rime expected - hit all the right points in the right order and practically coaxed an orgasm from him with the efficiency of a cheat code! His member throbbed and spat out one volley after another of his own seed onto his chest and neck, with a few even going so far as to splash on his outstretched tongue and gum up his nostrils before dribbling over his snout. HE licked up what he could, maw agape and chest heaving as his loins clenched tight.

Both of them relaxed, embracing the post-orgasm bliss as more of Ilorek's seed seeped out of Rime while the dragon's cock continued oozing and leaking his own blend of gooey mess. They laughed and grinned at one another for a bit before Ilorek tugged his way out, knot popping out of Rime with a gush of hippogryph cum that trickled out and slid over the dragon's entire lower quadrant.

Then, in an act that shocked but pleased Rime, Ilorek eased the dragon down so that his haunches were on the ground and immediately got down on his hands and knees to bury his beak between Rime's legs. He nuzzled at the base of the dragon's slit, licking up what mess he could while using his hands to further please Rime in every way his could. He wrapped one hand around the base of the dragon's cock to stroke and amplify the pleasure while his other hand pried Rime's slit open, leaving his cock hole gaped with a pool of hippogryph seed shimmering deep inside. This only encouraged Ilorek to probe even deeper, his tongue lashing against Rime's inner walls to clean up every drop from inside before gently letting his walls collapse and his gape to seal off.

Just when Rime was about to thank him for the good time, Ilorek made it clear that he wasn't quite done by shifting back and giving a tongue-kiss to Rime's tail hole, its snakelike length probing and lapping at the opening in between bits where he'd seek out any other drops of his own essence that threatened to get away from him.

From one hole he went to the other, lapping and prodding and sucking up every bit of fluid the two of them had shared while Rime's cock slowly shrank back to its resting size and was tugged back up into his body.

Once the last of the dragon's length disappeared into his slit, Ilorek gave one final rub, a gentle smack, and a nibble to his inner thighs before standing up and looking around to see that there were about a dozen people all on the nearby paths staring at them, including Matilda and Neera.

Rime decided to play it cool by rolling onto his belly and holding his head up high as Ilorek casually slipped back into his shirt and shorts.

"So what's next?" Rime asked, genuinely unsure of what to do next.

"I suppose that's up to you. I'm gonna get back to my book but I'd be happy to answer any more questions you have about my more lewd side. Or, you know, you can go see if Matilda wants to ride you. Not sure if she's that sort of slutty but it couldn't hurt to ask." He gave a wink and sat back cross-legged as if nothing had happened, his groin soaked in his own essence while a cloud of their combined musk hovered under the tree.

"I guess I'll stick around. I've got nowhere to go. And I guess since you're done you probably don't want to go again so it's not like I have to be coy."

Ilorek opened his book but glanced sidelong at Rime. "I'm only have horse, you know. The other half will be ready again in about ten minutes. Stick around at your own discretion."

This made Rime raise an eyebrow, not sure how he wanted to respond to that, if at all. It was when he noticed that Matilda and Neera were making their way over that he realized this might have been about to get far more interesting.

Not that he minded. He could always use more study buddies if this was what it meant.