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Ratio rubbed at his forehead, annoyed as he peered down at his student's class work. It seemed he only worked with imbeciles here at the IPC, and he was the one tasked with teaching them. None of this was difficult, and the ones in his class call themselves scholars?
He snorted with disdain, dropping an essay onto his desk and using a red pen to write a large C minus on the page with the remark, Do you think this is acceptable? Then some dutiful notes on how to better the essay, and what topics his student should look into. Ratio is a harsh grader, but he always provides the necessary information for his students to excel. Lengthy red marks and lines upon lines drawn across the page doesn't necessarily mean the student has failed, either. Ratio is a grand annotator, writing his thoughts without even a slight filter. He will not hesitate to berate those around him, insults dripping off his tongue. His brain holds too many thoughts for him to filter them for a measy IPC worker that could be crushed beneath his heel.
“Ratio?”
Ratio startled, not noticing the door to his home office being opened as he snaps his gaze up, but his shoulders settle as he mumbles, “Oh, It's just you.”
“Just me?” Aventurine echoes as he grins, leaning onto Ratio's desk with his hands, “Have you forgotten you gave me your house keys?”
Ratio scowls as he looks up at Aventurine, “Those are for emergencies.”
“And this is very much an emergency,” Aventurine smiles, tone softening as his hands slide papers to the side. He glances down with a murmur, “I miss you.”
Ratio sucks at his teeth as he crosses his arms while he chides, “That is not an emergency.” His cheeks betray him, however, and they dust a soft red with endearment. He is not used to these feelings, soft and fluttering as Aventurine gazes down at him with a radiant smile.
“Awh, but I think so,” Aventurine drawls, leaning closer to Ratio as he dips his head down, his breath ghosting over Ratio's frown as he asks playfully, “Don't you miss me?”
Ratio growls low in his throat, turning his head to the side as he mumbles, “Fine. I suppose I do miss your presence.”
Aventurine giggles then, pressing a kiss to Ratio's jaw before he murmurs hopefully, “Come to bed?”
Ratio frowns as he glances back at Aventurine's retreating face. “I have papers to grade,” He mumbles back, his marker still gripped between his fingers.
“Booo,” Aventurine drawls, pulling the marker from Ratio's fingers only to plop it into the cup on the corner of his desk, “You've probably been in the same spot for hours. It's good to get up and move around a little. How about I make you a light bedtime snack?”
Ratio grumbles. It was true, he's been here for hours, and it's long since turned to night, indicated by the darkness seeping in through his curtains. He did eat dinner, but that was a while ago, and the thought of food interested him enough for him to stand as he spoke, “I suppose I could use some sustenance. Do you plan to just make yourself at home in my kitchen?”
Aventurine patted at his shoulders before turning as he spoke, waving his gloved fingers, “I'll do as I please, yes.”
Ratio grunted in response, no energy to refute the man walking away from him. He simply followed Aventurine through his own house, and that made him grumble some more until he sat at the stool at his counter. Violet eyes watched as Aventurine slipped his gloves from his fingers to rummage around Ratio's fridge.
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A half hour later, with a snack in his stomach, Ratio sighed as he leaned against his headboard. His pillows were plush beneath him. He figured he'd do some light reading before bed, his feet bare and usual garments hanging lazily around his frame without the gemstone to hold them in place. He had just picked up a book from his nightstand, ready to dive in and escape from this idiotic reality when Aventurine proded his head under Ratio's arms with a whine, "Ratio, hold me."
Ratio let out a tsk, but raised his arms to allow Aventurine to crawl into his lap, nuzzling his nose agaisnt his bare collar bones with a sigh. Ratio rose a brow as he asked, "Comfortable?"
"Mm, very," Aventurine sighed again, snuggling closer to press a chaste kiss to Ratio's skin.
Ratio shuddered, his arms lowering to finally peer down into the open book in his palms. He stared at it for a moment, eyes reading the same line repeatedly until he lets out a frustrated groan, head tilting back with annoyance.
"What's wrong?" Aventurine asks, perking up from his spot to peer at his lover with worried, pinched brows.
Ratio sighed, arms settling behind Aventurine's back with the book still nestled in his hands, his brows furrowing together as he complained to the ceiling, “Those imbeciles - my students - so many of them got poor marks on this recent assignment. It was a fairly easy assignment, so I fail to understand why so many of them lack the wit to write a comprehensive essay.”
Aventurine hums, expression softening as he speaks quietly, "Your mind is being too loud again, Ratio."
"Mm, well, I simply cannot turn it off, you know."
Aventurine purses his lips, a brilliant idea popping into his mind as he asks slowly, "Are you sure about that?" Ratio lowers his gaze to meet Aventurine's, a question quiet on his lips as he arches a brow, purple hair curling into his eyes. "How about," Aventurine says slowly, his gaze turning languid as he shifts to hook a leg over Ratio's hip, settling in his lap with his knees at Ratio's sides, "We make a little bet?"
Ratio's expression morphs to one of annoyance as he speaks quietly, "You know I do not partake in such games." Though, he had released his book to steady Aventurine with his hands on his hips.
Aventurine smirks then, mischievous as he muses, "Oh but I think you'd like this game, very much in fact." He then leans closer to Ratio, about to capture his lips in a kiss before he pulls away with a tease, "What do you say?"
Ratio huffs, brows dipped with irritance. How dare Aventurine make him chase after his lips like so? "What are the conditions?" Ratio asks, tilting his chin up, silently asking for a kiss.
Aventurine chuckled at that, leaning down to capture Ratio's lips in a sweet kiss, pulling away only for a moment - Ratio having tipped his head back up, connecting their lips again, this time parting his lips to give Aventurine's seeking tongue entrance. Their tongues danced together for a moment, slick against each other as they fought for dominance until Ratio finally relaxed, his fingertips pressing soft divots into the skin they sought as he makes a soft, pleased noise into Aventurine's mouth, growing hungrier for more by the minute as he feels Aventurine press close to his chest, fingers exploring until they run across Ratio nipple, and Ratio startles a gasp, brows pinching as he pulls away from Aventurine with a smack, saliva connecting their lips. “Oho,” Aventurine teases warmly, “Did you like that?”
“Ah - I -” Ratio stammers, wanting to refute such a claim, but the tingling sensation that fluttered through his chest and down to his abdomen was pleasant, so instead he licked his lips as he mused lowly, “Possibly.” Aventurine grinned then, devious as he slid his palms back over Ratio's chest, latching his mouth to the side of his neck. Ratio hummed, head tilting to the side as Aventurine bit at the skin gently, his fingers searching Ratio's chest to find those small bumps, and when he did he rubbed his fingers against them through the fabric of his clothing, earning a quiet sound from Ratio. “Mn,” he hummed, and he felt his excitement growing in his pants as he warned loosely, “Aventurine.”
“What?” Aventurine purred, licking a strip up Ratio's neck to whisper on the skin of his jaw, “I just want to make a bet with you.”
“What,” Ratio gasps, and his mind delves into all the times they've fooled around as he asks, a bit breathless, "What are the conditions of this bet?" They've messed around plently, kissing and marking each other's skin, palming each other through their clothes, rutting against each other in clothed sex. He could practically taste Aventurine's moans in his mouth, and that made him shudder. But, they've never gone farther than that, Ratio too respecting of Aventurine's boundaries, and quietly shy and embarrassed each time he falls victim to his lustful thoughts.
“It's simple, ” Aventurine purrs as he kisses up Ratio's jaw, murmuring softly, “I bet that I can distract you from those tedious thoughts of yours."
Ratio's hands slide lower on Aventurine's back, and he can feel small dimples in his skin there as he asks with a shudder, "And if you lose?"
Aventurine lets out a giggle, nose pressing into Ratio's cheek as he speaks confidently, "I never lose." Then he pauses, leaning back to look deeply into Ratio's eyes as his cheeks heat up, his intentions hot in his belly as he reaches a palm between them, rubbing it against Ratio's hard, trapped dick. "I'm ready to make you feel good, sweet doctor, won't you let me treat you?"
“Mn, I -” Ratio breathed, fingers curling into Aventurine's skin, mind already shifting its focus to the promised pleasure. "Are - hn," he squirms, brows curling slightly as he asks quietly, "Are you sure?"
Aventurine smiles, and it's so genuine and warm that it makes Ratio melt beneath his touch, his breath already catching in his throat as Aventurine reasures him gently, "Yes, love. What about you?"
Ratio nods, almost fervently, his tongue sticking in his mouth for a moment until he finally whispers, "Yes, but..." He trails off, an unusual shame brewing in his gut. "I have not -” he cuts himself off, eyes closing as Aventurine's own eyes turn into crescents as his face softens.
Aventurine reached up, his fingers gingerly sliding over Ratio's jaw to tilt it back in his direction as he asks quietly, “Doctor?”
Ratio obeyed, but he averted his gaze, cheeks flushed and pants uncomfortably tight. The slight friction from Aventurine was enough to make his voice falter, eyes squeezing shut as he shakes his head weakly, “Just - continue.”
Aventurine didn't move; however, and he peered down at the purple haired man beneath him, lips parting in a soft smile as he asks gently, “Ratio, love, are you a virgin?”
Ratio's eyes snapped open, his brows pinching together with irritance as he snaps his gaze back up to meet Aventurine's as he hisses, “And if I am, what of it?” Aeons - to speak such words - it's enough to make Ratio berate his inner monologe for being so prude.
Aventurine smiles, fingers sliding gently across Ratio's chest as he murmurs, “Well, for starters... do... do you even want to have sex?” The question was delicate, something they've discussed in the past. Both of their answers was when they're ready, but just because Aventurine is ready, doesn't quite mean his partner is. Aventurine is well aware that he's seasoned and knowledgeable in the department, but Ratio, as smart as he is, can be naive to such intimacies. The first time Aventurine slipped his tongue into Ratio's mouth, Ratio had gasped with frustrated disgust - confusion evident in his eyes until Aventurine explained that it was normal to want to taste your partner - to taste their sweet essence and drag tongues against each other in playful dominance. Then, after careful exploration, Ratio learned with great pleasure that he enjoyed it immensely, and he'd even get playful sometimes, nipping at Aventurine's lips when he's least expecting it.
Ratio groaned, irritated and flustered red as he spoke in a hushed whisper, “I wouldn't be here, if I didn't.” That was also true. Ratio was clear with his boundaries, and Aventurine never stepped over any of them. For someone with such a history, Aventurine is so gentle with Ratio. Ratio, in turn, tries his best to be gentle with Aventurine, not as well seasoned in the world of pleasuring others - or even himself. It was something he really didn't think about - at least, until he met Aventurine. Those feelings back then were enough to make him feel sick. When Ratio learned the term love sick from his trailblazer acquaintance, he nearly wanted to vomit, but that is a story for another day.
Aventurine chuckled, “Okay, okay…” Aventurine trailed off, leaving a kiss on Ratio's jaw as he mumbles, “It's just that…” He pinches Ratio's nipple beneath his shirt, earning a yelp until Ratio smothered it by biting his lips, eyes locking onto Aventurine's.
“What?” Ratio spits, leaning forward to peer down at the blonde in his lap, brows furrowed and hands twitching beneath the fabric of Aventurine's shirt. He was growing antsy, and his words felt sharp on his tongue as his body begged him to let Aventurine do whatever the hell he wants.
“Would you - ah, hehe," Aventurine giggles softy, eyes bright and warm, "Would you like to be on the bottom, or top, dear doc?” Aventurine asks as he rubs his hips down, his own hard cock pressing into Ratio's erection through their clothes.
Ratio's fingers pressed into the divots of Aventurine's shirt, a small sound escaping him before he growls, “Just fuck me.” Then his voice sizzles, ears singed and heart fluttering loudly against his ribcage as he stammers out a weak plea noise of embarrassment, head dipping from Aventurine's gaze.
"Hey, hey," Aventurine soothes, squishing Ratio's cheeks up in his palms as he makes him look at him, "Don't feel embarrassed." Aventurine smiles then , and he presses a kiss to the corner of Ratio's mouth as he murmurs, "If the good doctor insists," He trails down the Ratio's jaw, leaving tender kisses there until he meets the column of Ratio's neck, and he drags his tongue down to the junction of Ratio's shoulder as he slips the fabric of his shirt from his arms, sucking and teething at the skin there for a short moment before continuing his sentence, "I must oblige."
“Mn -” Ratio sounds, head turning upwards and eyes pinching shut as Aventurine tugs his clothes away, vest already unbuttoned and robes falling off his shoulders. Aventurine drags his hands over Ratio's firm chest, squeezing at the pectorals there before thumbing at both nipples, making Ratio squirm beneath his touch with a soft, “Hah.” Aventurine pulled away, mouth wet as he licks his lips. He presses more kisses down Ratio's chest before his lips graze the pink of Ratio's nipple, and Ratio gasps, his hands yanking up the back of Aventurine's shirt to grab at the strands of hair on the nape of his neck as Aventurine's palm rubs down onto Ratio's dick through his pants, creating a pleasing friction as he sucks on Ratio's nipple, tongue flicking at it playfully as Ratio whimpers quietly, “Hnn -”
Aventurine smiles against Ratio's skin as he preens, “So quiet, I wonder what other sounds you'll make once I'm inside you.”
“Y-You -” Ratio growls, cheeks flared red and flushed, hands slipping from Aventurine's shirt only to reach for the buttons on the front, fingers working hastily “Take this off.” He needed to see more of Aventurine - he wanted to bask in his radiance.
“Oh?” Aventurine purrs, “You want to see more of me, don't you?”
Ratio wants to bite back, something about the stupid clothing, but he only inhales sharply instead as Aventurine rubs his palm down the length of his erection through his pants, mind swirling for a brief moment as he tries to stifle his sounds, embarrassment hot on his cheeks and the tips of his ears. His eyes had slipped shut, and he blinked them back open when the weight from his lap lifted. Aventurine snickered, face somehow so serene as he slips his undershirt off into the pile that accumulated on the floor of Ratio's room. That dammed bastard - making a mess whenever he goes - Ratio's hips suddenly buck up, his mind reeling as he gasps, “Ah!”
Aventurine had lowered between his legs, fingers digging into the waistband of his trousers as he nosed at Ratio's cock through his pants, mouthing over the fabric there. The sensation was muted, but there enough to make Ratio's legs clamp shut at the strange new feelings within him, causing Aventurine to chuckle between Ratio's legs, hands now rubbing soothingly against Ratio's hips as he looks up at him sweetly, eyes lidded as he suggests, “I think we should have a safe word - don't want you getting overwhelmed now.”
Ratio's heart did something funny in his chest at that as he peered down at the man, and he said the first word that came to mind, “Mathematics.”
Aventurine raised a brow, amused, “Mathematics. Alright,” he leans forward, pressing a kiss to Ratio's chiseled navel, “So very like you.” He hums then, palm rubbing at Ratio's cock through his pants, eliciting a breathy moan from the man above him as he speaks, “These pants have to go.”
“Ye-es,” Ratio agrees, and Aventurine dips his fingers into the waistband of Ratio's pants and underwear, tugging it down and over to reveal Ratio long, hard cock slapping up to his stomach. Ratio lifts himself on slightly trembling arms, and the cool air of the room makes him shudder as Aventurine pulls his clothes from his legs, completely exposing Ratio now. His heart hammered in his chest as Aventurine gave a low whistle, settling on the bed between Ratio's knees.
“Would you look at that,” Aventurine purred, sultry as he dragged the tip of finger from the base of Ratio's dick to the tip. Ratio's body is beautiful - sculpted perfectly as it was made from the same stone of a statue, his cock wide in girth and long in length, veins dancing up the sides of it.
“Mn!”
“So big. Such a big boy,” Aventurine crooned, leaning down to kiss at the inside of Ratio's thigh. He gripped at the base of Ratio's shaft, pumping it slowly as he teased, “I don't know if I'll be able to fit it all in my mouth.”
“Ah - Mn- Y-You - St- ahhp teas-ing!” Ratio murmured between breathy moans, still muffling his sounds as his brows reamin curled, head tilted to the side and eyes squeezed shut as he grips at the fabric of the blanket beneath them.
“Hey,” Aventurine says, and his tone holds a certain air of demand, “Look at me.” He pumps down hard then.
“Hhh!” Ratio breathes through his nose, eyes squinting open to peer down at Aventurine's. His eyes are breathtaking, so full of lust and beautiful colors of the sunset, making Ratio's mind swirl.
“Why are you so quiet? Hmm,” Aventurine asks, his thumb sliding over the head of Ratio's cock. It's wet with pre-come, the sticky liquid making his fingers slide up and down the shaft of Ratio's cock easier. “I want to hear your pretty sounds,” Aventurine murmurs sweetly, leaning up to capture Ratio's lips in a heated kiss. Ratio gasps into it as Aventurine squeezes and twists his wrist, and Aventurine took that moment to dart his tongue into Ratio's mouth, easily obtaining dominance as he licks up the roof of Ratio's mouth, making him shudder.
They pop apart, Ratio breathless and still flushed as he murmurs, mind fuzzy, “I -”
“It's okay, doc,” Aventurine encourages with a gentle kiss then, pulling away only to nuzzle his nose into Ratio's cheek as he swipes his thumb over the tip of Ratio's cock again, making his hips buck up, "Won't you make beautiful sounds for me?"
“Hah - Oh -ahh- ahh- kay,” Ratio moans, breath hot as he feels the pressure in his abdomen start to swell, insides sparkling with intense pleasure.
Aventurine smiles as he praises, “Good boy. Now let's see how you taste.”
Those words make Ratio's eyes snap open, but they slip shut just as quickly when Aventurine's tongue swipes across the tip of his cock, before licking down the side of it with a hum.
“Mn, hah -” Ratio's grip on the sheets is knuckle white as he gasps, “Oh - Oh- Aven - I'm-” He can feel it - that escalating pressure of pleasure coursing through his veins as Aventurine chuckles, breath hot on his dick.
“Not yet love, we've barely started,” Aventurine coos, kissing the tip of Ratio's dick, only to swipe some of the pre-come leaking from the tip and down the shaft onto his fingers. He then peers down at Ratio's hole, wet fingers sliding gently against the ring of muscle, making Ratio twitch. He could suck Ratio's dick any other day, his body and mind telling him to move on with his planned activities.
“Wh - what -” Ratio gasps as he feels a finger tickle his hole before gently sliding into him, “Ah!” Then sensation is almost overwhelming, and he squirms and writhes in place, already yearning for more. More of Aventurine. All of Aventurine.
“We've got to prep you,” Aventurine explains, his eyes lidded and his own cock throbbing in his pants. Ratio's expression is enough to make him come - but he holds back as he pleasures the man before him, eager to make him feel good, though he stills for a moment as he asks, “Is that alright?”
Ratio is squirming on his hand, the new sensation a blossom of hot pleasure rolling in his gut and twitching up his dick as he nods with a whimper, “Mm."
“I can't hear youu,” Aventurine teases, waggling his finger inside Ratio a little.
“Y- uhh - yes! Pl-ease,” Ratio finds himself begging, and his body feels like it's on fire right now, because how could he be reduced to such a babbling mess? Mind blank and thoughless as he stares down at Aventurine. Aventurine continues to smile and carefully lodges another digit in. He pauses until Ratio whimpers, and he presses them deep against Ratio's slick insides, curling them slightly when Ratio jerks, a loud moan falling from his lips, “Ooahhhh.”
“Oh, heh,” Aventurine giggles, curling his fingers to elicit the same sound as before from Ratio's lips as he murmurs, “Found your sweet spot, doc.”
“Mmn, Ave- Aven -” Ratio breathed through his whimpered moans, unable to think as Aventurine stretched him carefully. Ratio couldn't keep track of the time as Aventurine slowly rubbed his widening hole in circles, it wet and sticky. He couldn't explain the sensation if he wanted to - all Ratio knew is he didn't want Aventurine to stop pumping his fingers in and out of him, his hips trying to press those fingers deeper inside. Much to his dismay, his hole was suddenly empty and he whined loudly, his eyes blinking open, only for a loud yelp to fall from his lips as he felt a tongue slip into his hole, “Ah! Oh- OH- Mm -” Ratio panted, sweet little cries falling from his lips as he grabbed at Aventurine's hair. Aventurine moaned into him, licking and sucking at the rim of muscle which in turn made Ratio grovel, words breathy and needy, “Aven - Aven -” Ratio repeated like a prayer before finally spitting, “Aventurine! I'm gonna - AH!” Come shot from Ratio's dick onto his chest in large spurts, and Aventurine pulled away, a trail of saliva mixed with Ratio's juices on his tongue as Ratio pants, voice apologetic and breathy “I couldn't - it - I -”
“That's okay,” Aventurine croons, and he licks his lips, fingers finding the base of Ratio's cock again, pumping it slowly.
“Mm! Ah haah ahh!” Ratio whines, squirming as his eyes water, overstimulation building in his gut. “Ah-Aventurine,” he whimpers, voice a low whine as he trembles slightly, fingers searching for Aventurine's shoulders. They squeeze at the skin there, desperate for something more.
“Look,” Aventurine praises, “You're hard again already. What a good boy.” The praise sends Ratio into a moaning mess, head falling back as Aventurine strokes his dick up and down as he murmurs, “Are you ready for the final show?”
Ratio barely lifts his head up, eyes slipping open to peer down at Aventurine's now exposed cock. It's long and slender, smaller than Ratio's but still enough to make anyone squirm at the thought of it being inside them, and Ratio whimpers, “Y-Yes, you - you -” Aventurine braces Ratio's legs on his shoulders before he lines himself up with Ratio's still stretched hole, and he gazes up at Ratio for a moment for permission. Ratio's brows furrow as he feels himself trying to inch onto Aventurine's cock, urgency in his husky voice, “D-Damed gambler - Hurry up before I - AH!” Aventurine thrust into Ratio with a soft grunt, effectivly ending Ratio's complaints as a gentle burn blooms in his insides, his body lurching forward as he grips at the sheets, fingers searching for the hands Aventurine has pillowed besides Ratio's head.
Aventurine slids his hand across the blanket, still inside of Ratio as Ratio grips at his fingers, faced pinched and chest heaving, nipples bright and raw against the cool air of the room. “How is it, love?” Aventurine asks, wiggling his hips to Ratio's pleasant surprise.
“Hahh, feels, mm -” His brows are pinched together, fingers curled around Aventurine's as his other hand grips at the blanket, “G-Good.”
“Lovely,” Aventurine purrs, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Ratio's chin. He tests the water, rocking back and forth slightly, and much to his pleasure Ratio moans loudly until his hands slap up to cover his mouth, cheeks aflame and heart burning with desire. Aventurine laughs softly as he uses a free hand to pry at Ratio's hands as he encourages, “Your sounds are pretty, remember? Please, ah,” He breathes a moan, thrusting deep into Ratio, “Let me hear them.”
“Mm, oh -ohkay,” Ratio breathes, and his arms reach up to wrap around Aventurine's neck as he pushes himself closer, a grunt on his lips, “Just k-keep m-moooo-ving.”
“I am ah-aht your command,” Aventurine purrs, thrusting faster now as he murmurs, “Mm, oh, you're so tight." He rocks deeper, his hips slapping agaisnt Ratio's as he moans loudly, "Mm- s-so good.”
The praise makes Ratio's whimpers turn to loud, sweet moans, his eyes falling shut as he starts to move his hips with Aventurine's, getting him to penetrate deeper when suddenly the tip of Aventurine's dick pushes into that sweet spot and Ratio lets out a loud cry, “Hah! Oh, r-right - Mm - there - oh - OH!”
The sounds falling from Ratio's mouth make Aventurine's dick twitch inside him, and Aventurine moans back, fingers sliding up to caresses Ratio's jaw as he hums, “You're - Mm, you're so pretty, Ve-Veritas.”
At his name Ratio cries loud, “Aven - Ah! Ah! Aventure - Aven - please - please! Haah!” The pleasure rolling around his insides is blossoming, and he feels the pressure of release coming and coming fast as he begs with each thrust, “Hahh Aven! I - Mmn!”
Aventurine has a thin sheen a sweat on his back as he pushes deep, one set of fingers sliding into Ratio's hair as he leans down and kisses his mouth, wet and sloppy as he breathes, “V- V- haah, mm you're so good - so so good.” Ratio gasps loudly, Aventurine deep inside him, pleasuring his insides with every quick thrust, and he claws at Aventurine's back as he cries, tears of delight leaking from his eyes as Aventurine makes a noise, “Oh! Ahh! Hm!”
"D-Don't stop - ahm!" Ratio cries, nose scrunching. Aventurine can't stop his moans either, and he trails his fingers down Ratio's chest to pinch at a pink, hard nipple, earing a low screech from Ratio, "AH! AVEN!" With one twist of his nipple and a single deep thrust against his prostate, Ratio comes undone against their chests in hot spurts, his moans a babbling mess as Aventurine moans himself.
"So good!" Aventurine cries, his own hot come spurting isside of Ratio. Aventurine thrusts through both of their organsms as he attaches his lips to Ratio's, moaning sweetly into his mouth as he slowls, breath a heavy pant as he breaks their kiss to rest his forehead against Ratio's.
"Hmn," Ration hums weakly, eyes blinking open with happy, pleased tears in the corners of his eyes.
Aventurine remains inside Ratio for a moment, letting the man catch his breath as he praises weakly, “Such a good doctor.”
Ratio whimpers quietly, lips chasing up to meet Aventurine's before he mutters out in a whisper, "You win."
Aventurine hums, happy as he finally brushes the bangs from Ratio's face, eyes full of love as he asks softly, “See. I know a thing or two." Ratio snorts, fingers trailing down Aventurine's back as Aventurine mumurs softly, "You might feel sore when I pull out, shall I start a bath for my sweet doctor? It will help.”
Ratio's shoulders slump down at this, the idea of washing the grime of sex away from his skin a great idea as he nods. He feels a pang of nervousness in his chest at the thought of the aftermath as he murmurs softly, "That'd be pleasant."
“Excellent,” Aventurine murmurs back sweetly, placing a gentle kiss against Ratio's lips as he slides his soft dick from Ratio's slowly relaxing hole. Ratio whines, a deep emtiness within him as he curls closer to Aventurine. "I know, I know," Aventurine soothes, smoothing Ratio's hair back. Ratio's hole is red and fluttering, Aventurine's come leaking from it. He presses a ginger kiss to Ratio's forehead as a thought crosses his mind while he recalls the most beautiful sounds he's heard all week. “I'll be right back, don't you move,” Aventurine instructs. There's still come on both their chests as Aventurine stands from the bed, finally kicking his pants completely from his body as he makes his way into the attached bathroom of Ratio's room. He quickly swiped some tissue, cleaning his own chest off hastily before tossing it and grabbing some more plus a towel for his lover. He returns back to Ratio looking absolutely boneless on the bed, eyes half lidded as they look up at Aventurine's approaching form, the tiniest smile listless on his lips as he goes to weakly reach for the tissues. “Ep ep,” Aventurine chids softly as he dips onto the bed, “No lover of mine cleans themself up.”
“Oh,” Ratio breathes, and his mind is too unusually foggy with the remnants of satisfaction to fight Aventurine on this, so he settles and lets Aventurine swipe the cooling semen off his chest.
Then, Aventurine smiles, holding the towel wide open as he encourages softly, “Come on now.”
“Mm,” Ratio hums, and he sits up with a wince, eyes squeezing shut as he shudders. There's a twinge of pain in his lower back, and he grips at the bed.
Aventurine is immediately at his side, voice a bit sheepish as he wraps the towel around Ratio's shoulders, “Sorry, love. You'll get used to it sooner or later.” He rubs gentle circles there, earning a weak grumble from Ratio as he goes to stand. As he gets on his feet, his eyes are pinched in another wince, shoulders growing taught. “Alright, alright, a bath will help,” Aventurine soothes, his smile light, though his plan somewhat devious. He planned to relax Ratio even more.
They head to the bathroom, Ratio's shoulders covered in a towel, but nothing more as Aventurine leans forward, turning the faucet to a nice warm setting. He can feel Ratio's eyes on him, namely his backside, and Aventurine wonders when it will be his turn to take Ratio's huge dick. The thought brings excitement into his veins, but he knows he's spent as his cock remains soft on his thigh. However, as he glances back at Ratio, he can tell a certain someone could use a little more... relaxing treatment... for the night as his dick twitches curiously, his stance somewhat stiff from the pain in his backside. Aventurine hums and steps in front of Ratio, hands sliding on the towel over Ratio's chest as he asks, “Bubbles?” Ratio nods, eyes still a bit unfocused as Aventurine turns again, adding bubbles to the bath. He pours some in, and then some extra, for good measure, before turning back to Ratio. He hums, hands sliding back over the towel to hug at Ratio's shoulders as he asked quietly, “Did you like it?”
Ratio swallows, nodding with a soft voice, “Yes… Very much.” It did exactly what Aventurine promised - his mind now blank from pleasure. There were no thoughts of idiotic students or mounds of papers that need grading. Only his Aventurine front and center, soft and smiling with great mirth.
Aventurine grins up at him as he echoes, “Very much, you say?”
Ratio's cheeks flare, and he warns gently, “No teasing.”
“Alright, alright,” Aventurine chuckles, hugging his lover as the vast tub fills behind them. He nuzzles his nose into Ratio's shoulders, and he can feel the ghost of Ratio's dick on his stomach as he asks, “Did you have a favorite part?”
Ratio stammers above him, fingers tightening around the towel, mouth parting as his brows furrow, “I -” His favorite part? To speak of their actions - Aeons - it makes him blush. He enjoyed every moment of it, and he very much wanted to do it again in the future as he murmurs, "I-I'm not sure. I," He swallows, embarrassment hot on his cheeks as he mumbles, "I liked it all."
"Is that so?" Aventurine crooned, hands rubbing suspiciously at the towel on Ratio's back, slipping further and further as he purrs, “I bet I could guess."
One hand slides down the towel to the bare of Ratio's back, slipping over his ass cheek to grab at it, his other hand brushing feather light fingers against the rim of Ratio's hole, startling the larger man.
“Aventurine- w-what -” Ratio gasped, his cheeks trying to clench, but Aventurine held one beefy side in his hand, prying it open as his other thumb teases Ratio's entrance. It's still wet with his come, leaking slightly, and Aventurine is surprised his own dick isn't hard. Maybe it's because he's so focused on please Ratio to the point that his legs are mere jello.
Ratio's dick twitches again, and Aventurine can feel it rise with curious arousal as he purrs, “My my, you have quite the stamina.” He presses his thumb into Ratio's hole, flexing it. To much of his pleasure, Ratio gives a startled moan, muscles tensing around Aventurine's thumb. Aventurine hums some more, “ I did say no lover of mine cleans themself up. Now,” he retracts his hand, earning a sound of surprise when he turns Ratio around, pressing on his back with his palm, “Bend over.”
“Av - what about - the - the -” Ratio stammers as he's pushed over the counter, his cock hard and hanging before the counter between his legs.
“The bath? Hm,” Aventurine teases as he drags his pointer finger down the towel and over Ratio's spine, right down his crack to immediately probe a finger into his hole, thrusting it deep.
“Ah!” Ratio cries, hands seeking purchase on the bathroom counter. He knocks some things over as he scrambles to support himself, knees shaking slightly as he tries to collects himself.
“I guess we'll have be quick,” Aventurine whispers against the shell of his ear, nipping it before slinking to his knees on the bathroom floor. He kept thrusting his fingers in Ratio's hole, a second one already buried deep inside of him as he curls his fingers teasingly.
"Mn!" Ratio whimpered sweetly, cock throbbing as he tried to make sense of things, but his mind could only focus on the fingers ghosting over his prostate inside of him.
"Want to hear my guess?" Aventurine spoke quietly, voice low and sultry as Ratio's hole squelched against his fingers, wet and dripping with a mix of Aventurine's come and Ratio's juices. Ratio could only whimper a broken moan in response, eyes squeezed shut as he tried to keep his legs from buckling beneath him. "I know you liked this," Aventurine murmurs sweetly, sliding his fingers against Ratio's prostate, just to quickly tug them away.
"Ah-Aven-t-turine," Ratio whined, nearly drooling.
Aventurine chuckles, curling his fingers against Ratio's prostate some more, making a show of massaging the sensitive organ as Ratio lets out broken moans.
“Mm - ah- hahh, ooh- oh - my -”
“But, you know what I think your favorite part was?” Aventurine whispers, kissing Ratio's left cheek gently, hand sliding around Ratio's thigh.
“Mn!”
Aventurine tugs his fingers from Ratio's hole, only to shove his tongue as deep inside Ratio as he can go, slurping loudly as his hand grips at Ratio's cock, squeezing and twisting it as Ratio lets out a muffled scream, eyes streaming with wet pleasured tears. "H-HAH! Hah! H-oh! O-Ohh! Haah!” Ratio cries out in broken moans, breathless. Aventurine feels around Ratio's smooth insides with his tongue, lapping up every drop of his own come from Ratio's fluttering hole as Ratio cries in a mantra, fingers sliding across the counter as his body begins to visibly tremble, "Ah- Aven- Aven - Hah! Ah! Mn! Aven! HOh hA!”
Aventurine moans deeply into Ratio's hole, his taste so delicious and delectable as he flicks his tongue back and forth, sliding it in and out, in and out, swirling it around that rim of muscle.
Ratio's legs are trembling now, and he can barely keep his grip on the counter as Aventurine pumps his cock at the same time he flicks his tongue in and out of his hole, slurping loudly and mouthing at the muscle graciously. Ratio twitches when Aventurine's thumb rubs over the head of his cock, teasing the slit there as he curls his tongue deep inside him, moaning along with Ratio's wet cries until finally Aventurine speeds up his thrusting, nose pressed completely into Ratio's crack as he sucks and sucks and sucks and-
"Mn, ah aH AH AH!" Ratio cries, eyes rolling into the back of his head with intense pleasure, his body slumping as he comes for the third time that night right into Aventurine's hand. Aventurine moans, slowly dragging his tongue from Ratio's relaxed hole, licking around the edges as Ratio whimpers, "Aven..." Aventurine pulls away, and he meets Ratio's gaze, only to lick up Ratio's come on his fingers, sucking the digits clean as Ratio's face nearly rradiates steam as he starts to slip from the counter, legs too weak to hold his body up anymore as he gasps, "Y-You -”
“Mm,” Aventurine hums around his fingers before popping them from his mouth, reaching for Ratio's slipping body. Ratio slumps to the ground with a shudder, head bowing down to lean against Aventurine's shoulder. Aventurine rubs at Ratio's back, the towel now loose against his frame as Ratio's breathes weak, shuddered breaths, trying to mumble something. "What's that?" Aventurine asks, and he glances over to the nearly filled tub. Ratio hums weakly, and Aventurine chuckles as he murmurs sweetly, "Alright doc, I think the bath is ready now, shall we check?”
Ratio nods quietly, and Aventurine helps him to his feet. Ratio is sluggish, wincing less. He feels more exhausted than anything as he peers at the bubble bath, a faint smile ghosting his lips as he notes the rubber duck floating on the surface of the water. "Alright, in you go," Aventurine encourages, sliding the towel from Ratio's shoulder and holding his arm out for Ratio to grab as he steps into the tub. A content sigh immediately escapes Ratio's lips as he sinks into the water, the warmth of it soothing his abused hole immediately. Aventurine smiles proudly, stepping into the tub as well. He takes his place in front of Ratio, in between his knees. Ratio's tub is large because the man has this strange, intense love of bathing, so there's ample room for the both of them. Ratio has slumped deeper into the water, eyes lidded and nose just above the bubbles as Aventurine regards him with a soft smile, his dry hand reaching over the water to brush Ratio's disheveled hair from his eyes as he asks quietly, “You okay, love?”
Ratio gives a short hum, and bubbles float up to the surface in front of his face as if he sighed under the water, and he tilts his head up above the warm bath water to mumble, “Exhausted now.”
“Awh,” Aventurine coos, “Would you like me to wash your hair?” Ratio nods again, because he is so tired. He's never expelled so much energy in one sitting - his legs feel like jello and there’s a dull ache in his lower back. His expression remains lax as he pulls his legs forward, the water swishing with his movements as he turns around, curling his knees up to his chest to rest his chin atop them. Aventurine understands, and gently scoops water up into Ratio's hair, dipping his head back slightly so no water falls into his eyes. Aventurine continues this, shampooing and conditioning Ratio's purple locks with care. Then he washes his back, fingers rubbing soothing circles into the tensed muscles there. Ratio relaxes even further, his pleasured bliss now one of melted comfort, and he let's Aventurine guide him back towards him so Aventurine can scrub at his skin gently with a wash cloth. He's thorough, and as the cloth swipes across Ratio's sensitive areas, he lets out a weak whine, head leaning forward to rest on Aventurine's shoulder. “I know doc, no more. We just need to make sure you're clean,” Aventurine soothes softly. Ratio hums back softly, and he nuzzles his nose into Aventurine's jaw when he mumbles. Aventurine's brows furrow as he runs the wash cloth over Ratio's back in focus, not quite hearing him, “What was that?”
Aventurine feels Ratio's lips press into his skin in a feather light kiss, his arms snaking around his waist under the water as he murmurs again, louder this time, “Love you.”
Aventurine's face flares, and he stammers out a reply, but by the time he's opening his mouth, the good doctor's eyes have slipped shut in momentarily sleep until Aventurine gasps quietly, “Ratio - Veritas - You can't sleep in the tub - come one now -” He shifts, and Ratio groans awake, arms growing snugger around Aventurine's middle as he ignores his words. Aventurine huffs, cheeks still warm from the confession and warm bath, “You know I can't lift you, let's go to bed." Ratio hums, letting his grip loosen as he leans back to look at Aventurine with a serene gaze. His eyes are soft, and it's a bit startling to see the doctor so relaxed. He's rather beautiful, but Aventurine only stares for a short moment before he encourages softly, "I've got you, you can stand up." Ratio stands slowly, body tired.
Water sloshes around them as they stand, and it drips from their bodies as they step carefully from the tub. Another towel finds Ratio's shoulders, and it rubs dutifully at the remaining droplets on his skin and in his hair. He hears the tub start to drain as he's encouraged into his bedroom, and he eyes the bed, but Aventurine sucks at his teeth and says something about clothing. Ratio watches Aventurine remove the top blanket, throwing it to a heap on the floor, which makes Ratio frown slightly, but it melts away when Aventurine presents him with a warm looking sweater and boxers as he directs, “Arms up.” Ratio does as he's told, and he uses Aventurine's support as he slides the boxers up his legs. Then there's some shuffling, and Aventurine is clothed now too, beckoning Ratio underneath the duvet.
Ratio obeys quietly, slipping into the sheets with a soft sigh, arms reaching out for Aventurine. Aventurine lets himself be pulled into Ratio's chest like a teddy bear, and he can't help the giggle that surfaces from his lips as he nuzzles his nose into Ratio's neck. Ratio is quiet, his arms snug around Aventurine, and for a moment Aventurine thinks Ratio has fallen asleep, but his perception tells him otherwise. "Ratio?" Aventurine mutters quietly, "What are you thinking about?"
Ratio blinks slowly to himself, nose breathing in the scent of Aventurine's hair. It smells like Ratio's shampoo, and Ratio can't recall when he washed his own hair, but it makes his lips turn up in a hum, "Aventurine..." he trails off, slightly amused, "Not much. Your methods... however unorthodox, really work wonders."
"Soo," Aventurine drawls, amusement in his own voice, "I won the bet."
Ratio nods, tone soft, "Indeed."