"Indulging in one's need to be special. Negating the urge to slacken. Distilling one's self to a destiny. Overseeing important aspects. Calculating necessary facets. Testing one's desire to never be bested. Intelligence becomes existence. Nature shifts to a singular goal. Triumphant in one's specialty. Eroding all else to your distinction."

Detailed, ethereal suggestions flowed easily out of the meaning of Katrina's single magical intonation, spoken passionately as only one hand held the tome, while the other placed the glowing essence of Amber back between her legs, building the Librarian up to another slow orgasm. Feeling the connection to Amber's extension at that moment, supernatural intuition told her that the real Amber in the real world felt a spontaneous lusting for Katrina, a desire to lick like her fractioned soul was licking, sexually serve as she had before. Giggling thoughts ran to if she was daydreaming in the middle of class, fighting the urges that made love juices run down her leg. Katrina was eager to meet-up with Amber later to see how accurate her intuition was.

First and foremost, she watched with avid concentration as the energy reached out to Samir and Lillian. Both gasped as the light imprinted onto their skin like Amber before, breathing becoming excitable as the power seeped into their skin, leashing them to their sudden desire to increase their talents, to dedicate them to curation. 

Samir looked like a young boy, fascinated with learning as he came to a book on the shelf that glowed in anticipation of being picked. Pulling it from the shelf, connecting with the will of instruction, running fingers along the spine like Katrina assumed he would to Lillian seductively. But the book certainly seduced him instead as he pulled it out and opened it. Each page was alit with golden-yellow text that dissipated into glowing dust as each page turned itself. Samir tried in earnest to read each line, each page in full, no matter how fast the pages turned and the dusting grew around him. The speed of the pages turning started out as a collection of breezes across his face, until the collection gathered all of the dust and wind. 

From the hovering book holding itself open in-front of him, a bright, spinning vortex circled the linguist, lifting him off the ground. At the eye of the storm, the dust seemed to funnel directly over him, into him, through him. Katrina under equal fascination watched the dust become inhaled through deep breaths and adhere to his skin, forming fluctuating symbols and characters inside and out. Possessed lips moved softly and continuously, reciting the entirety of the book in monotone murmurs, curation ensuring the coalescing of the magic language would lead to fluency.

Watching the supernatural inducement unfold, a seat had to be taken as Katrina found the events she was watching stimulating for her as well. Seeing one of the hottest guys she'd ever laid eyes on, no longer the smooth playboy his looks warranted, but a servant of an internal power stemming from a plain girl like her...thinking of that context set her arousal off harder than expected. Unzipping her jeans so she could slip a hand into her pants, insistent fingers stummed to the sound of Samir's murmuring, and the melodic noises Lillian made from somewhere nearby. The first orgasm that hit was soft, unexpected, but not as satisfying, and she kept her hand in-place to work herself up to something even better.

Oddly enough, as she focused more on the his words and her arousal, Katrina had failed to notice a yellow light coming from inside of her pants, something below the waist glowing fiercely. She gasped as she finally noticed what was happening, almost having the presence of mind to remove the hand to find out exactly what was glowing, if not for the warmth that eased into a sexier heat. Something told her instead of her fingertips or pussy, it was the friction between the two that caused the lower lightshow. Looking back on to Samir, seeing a similar light source glow from inside his pants, she bit her lip at discovering she wasn't alone. There was no explanation for how or why their arousal was tethered by the energy this way, but neither were complaining. On the contrary, Katrina grinned lewdly, breathlessly as she realized the pace of her stronger crescendo turned Samir's murmuring into more pronounced speech, more feeling in what he was translating. 

Katrina moved faster subconsciously once she realized Samir had gone from murmuring to praying, or speaking the magical incantations with the devotion of a devout priest lost in the glory of his spirituality. She wondered if Samir realized that his dedication to Curation and Katrina's magic was being directly tied to her arousal which enflamed his, and that just a hint of her arousal, or knowing what promoted such feelings for her, set the tenor and tenure of his service. The more realization kicked in the more Katrina was screaming in joy, and Samir playing mystical cantor with a loud, beautiful tenor voice. They both came hard, and Katrina momentarily passed out from the surge of unexpected added touch of sexual domination to his indoctrination.

A still, witless form of Samir, released from his high of sexual bonding with Katrina, was eventually lowered back to the floor, much of the energy returned to the book as it placed itself back on the shelf. Knowing the energy took a piece of his soul with him to be an extension in the ceiling world, Katrina ran her fingers along the book spine the same way she ran another finger down his chest; evidence of vitality was still present the closer she got to his erection.

So caught up with the magic show Samir "volunteered" himself for, it just occurred to her to see about Lillian. Nothing seemed to happen on Lillian's side as she merely picked out a book from the same shelf, sans illumination or sorcery. From her peripheral vision, the librarian unconsciously noticed her reading a book, humming and singing lightly to herself pleasantly; it was extraordinary how ordinary her indoctrination was. 

But when attention was finally paid, all Katrina could find was the open book Lillian was reading and an echoing sound of the girl who'd gone missing. Katrina didn't have time to read what Lillian had fixated on in the open book while looking around desperately, finding no sign of the hypnotized roommate who managed to lose herself in a magical castle. A hurried Katrina ran to scan the whole area, past all the stacks and areas she thought she explored, until she found one that Lillian somehow accessed, an arching hole leading to a dark void from which Lillian's tune still reverberated. Samir dutifully followed his curator as they embarked deeper into the unknown of the castle to find wherever Lillian was heading.