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It was late—almost midnight—and Veritas Ratio was drifting into sleep, enveloped in warmth. He’d tried to stay awake, hoping to savor the peaceful night a bit longer, but comfort was winning. His face sank into the plush pillows, while his violet hair fanned around him in soft waves.
The faintest creak of the bedroom door barely registered, though it stirred him enough to shift into a cozier position. He yawned, stretching as he flopped onto his back, content and half-asleep.
Then, the bed dipped with the weight of another presence, and a strange, familiar scent filled the room—the scent of death. Ratio’s eyes fluttered open, his heart pounding even before he fully registered the sight before him.
A pale hand ghosted over his cheek, cold as ice. Fingers combed gently through Ratio’s hair, stroking his face in a slow, tender rhythm that sent a shiver down his spine. Ratio leaned into the cold touch, a soft purr escaping him as he gazed up adoringly.
Before him was a corpse—a figure with once-bright eyes now dimmed to a ghostly gray, lips pale, and skin crisscrossed with dark stitches that held him together. Yet, despite the frightful appearance, the figure’s expression was unmistakably familiar—gentle, and full of love.
“Hi, handsome,” Ratio greeted, his voice soft and warm.
“Hello, gorgeous,” the corpse purred back, his voice carrying the same smooth, teasing tone it had in life. He leaned down, pressing a kiss to Ratio’s lips that was both chilling and somehow, comfortingly sweet. “I missed you, my love.”
It was Aventurine, who had once been as vibrant as the sun but now bore the unmistakable scent of death. Yet, to Ratio, that scent was a balm, a reminder of how far he’d gone to bring his love back to him.
Ratio hadn’t allowed something as final as death to part them. When a bomb had torn Aventurine from him during a mission aboard the IPC ship, Ratio had made a choice. Over endless, lonely nights, he’d dedicated himself to a singular mission: putting Aventurine’s shattered body back together.
He’d gathered each fragment, each bone, and each muscle with painstaking care, studying the ways of cellular regeneration and stitching techniques from arcane and medical texts alike. It took years, a kind of devotion that bordered on obsession, as he stitched and sewed, reattaching what had been lost. Slowly, he’d pieced Aventurine together, like sewing together fragments of his own soul.
There were limitations, of course. Aventurine could only rise at night, drawn back to sleep with the dawn, his body demanding a rest Ratio could never satisfy. Yet, even with these restrictions, having Aventurine by his side again, feeling his touch—cold though it was—was worth every moment of sacrifice.
“I missed you, too,” Ratio murmured, his voice heavy with emotion as he ran his hands up Aventurine’s arms, feeling the rough stitches beneath his fingertips. Then, with a smile, he shifted to reveal his secret. “And I have something for you,” he whispered, pulling back the sheets.
Ratio was dressed in a black corset, the laces cinching tight against his waist, paired with a sheer black lace top with long, flowing sleeves that clung to his figure. His legs were encased in delicate stockings, and a pair of dark, silken panties completed the look. He’d dressed carefully, every detail for Aventurine alone.
Aventurine’s eyes widened, taking in the sight with an almost ravenous delight. “Holy shit,” he growled, his fingers immediately seeking out the lacy fabric, running over Ratio’s waist, his thighs, tracing the intricate patterns on the stockings. His gaze burned with admiration, a reminder of the fire that had never died between them. “You look fucking delicious.”
Ratio chuckled, as he reached out, his hand curling around Aventurine’s neck. He tugged him closer, their faces mere inches apart. “You’d better devour me tonight.”
“Trust me, I’m going to savor every second,” Aventurine replied, his voice husky before he leaned down, capturing Ratio’s mouth in a deep, heated kiss. His hands roamed, exploring every inch of fabric and his bare skin.
Aventurine moved on top of him, hands gliding over Ratio’s body with a reverence that made Ratio’s breath hitch. His touch was exploratory and deliberate, as though relearning every curve, every line, with each sweep of his cold fingers.
Aventurine’s touch felt like ice, but his gaze held the warmth of a smoldering flame. Ratio melted beneath him, the lace of his attire wrinkling under Aventurine’s eager grip as if it was merely a barrier between their souls.
Their relationship had endured hardships others could scarcely imagine—Aventurine’s death was only the pinnacle of those struggles. Each moment together felt sacred, as if Ratio had pieced together not only Aventurine, but also his own heart, one stitch at a time.
Holding Aventurine now, alive yet bearing the touch of death, Ratio promised himself he would never let them be parted again. The time they shared, however fractured, was his proof that love could be eternal, even defying death itself.
Aventurine cupped Ratio’s face with his scarred, stitched hands, his expression softening as he whispered, “Hey, not many people can say the man they love went to hell and back for them and mean it. And you did.” His voice, despite its teasing warmth, held a depth of sincerity. “I’m gonna spend every single day making sure you know how much you mean to me, Veritas. I love you.”
A lump rose in Ratio’s throat as he whispered back, “My love, I’d put you back together over and over, even if it killed me each time. I’d cross every boundary if it meant I could see you alive again.” His voice trembled, and he tightened his arms around Aventurine, burying his face in his lover’s shoulder. “I always thought all that ‘death do us part’ nonsense was just a cruel joke.”
“Not for me and you.” Aventurine’s hand traced gentle circles on Ratio’s back, soothing him as his lips brushed kisses along his jaw, under his chin, and across his collarbone. “Death? It’s just a damn pause button for us.”
He flashed Ratio a mischievous smile, his fingers trailing along the lace edge of the corset. “Now, let me take care of you tonight.” Carefully, he ran his hands down Ratio’s thighs, feeling the soft stockings, as he coaxed Ratio to relax into him completely. “You’ve given me everything, love,” he murmured, voice low, “so tonight, let me give all of me back to you.”
Aventurine’s hands moved with care as he undid the corset, guiding the fabric down Ratio’s shoulders. His eyes softened, the hint of a smile tugging at his lips as he murmured, “God, you’re so gorgeous.” He pressed a kiss to Ratio’s shoulder, his lips lingering against the warmth of his skin before freeing one of Ratio’s arms. He traced a line of kisses down from his shoulder to his wrist, savoring each inch of exposed skin, before repeating the gesture on the other side.
With Ratio’s hands now free, Aventurine held one gently, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. “Turn around for me,” he whispered, his voice filled with admiration. “You’re so perfect.”
Ratio’s lashes fluttered as he shifted, turning to offer his back to Aventurine, his breathing deepening as Aventurine’s lips met each shoulder blade. He loosened the laces of the corset, pressing soft kisses down the line of Ratio’s spine, each one slow and savoring, as though he were taking in every part of him. Ratio let out a soft groan, arching into Aventurine’s touch. “That feels so good.”
“You should always feel good,” Aventurine murmured as he pulled the last ribbon free and lifted the corset up over Ratio’s head, setting it aside. He returned to Ratio’s front, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss before trailing his lips down Ratio’s chest, fingers grazing his waist as he sank lower.
Ratio grinned, his body responding to Aventurine’s touch. “What’re you doing down there?”
Aventurine looked up with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “Just having a feast,” he replied with feigned innocence. He lifted Ratio’s left foot onto his shoulder, pressing a kiss to the top of the stocking before slowly rolling it down, his lips brushing each inch of skin as he went. He repeated the tender attention on the other leg, letting his touch linger on Ratio’s knee before discarding the stockings with a flourish.
Ratio threaded his fingers through Aventurine’s hair, his skin prickling with goosebumps under Aventurine’s gentle caresses. “Guessing you like your gift?” he teased, his voice laced with anticipation.
Aventurine’s grin widened as he tossed the other stocking aside and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of Ratio’s panties. “You have no idea.” He nuzzled Ratio’s cock through the thin fabric. “But I’m gonna show you exactly how much.” His voice dropped to a husky whisper. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard, I’ll leave you dripping by the end.”
Ratio’s knees went weak, his breath hitching as he leaned into Aventurine’s touch. “Sounds like I’m getting a gift, too.”
“Damn right.” Aventurine tugged the panties down slowly, capturing Ratio’s cock with his lips as it sprang free. He growled softly, hungry as he took the head into his mouth, savoring the taste and heat.
“Aventurine!” Ratio moaned, his hips pushing forward instinctively as Aventurine’s cool mouth enveloped him. His hands tightened in Aventurine’s hair as pleasure coursed through him.
Aventurine’s eyes flicked up, his gaze locking with Ratio’s as he began to take him deeper, sliding Ratio’s cock down his throat effortlessly. The fact that he no longer needed to breathe allowed him to take him so deep without choking, as he guided the panties down to Ratio’s ankles, casting them aside before gripping his hips firmly.
Ratio let out a choked cry, his head tilting back as he lost himself in the sensation, unable to resist the urge to thrust into Aventurine’s cold mouth. “Fuck, that’s so hot. God, love.” His voice trembled, every word laden with desire and gratitude, knowing that Aventurine was there with him in every possible way.
Aventurine grunted, his grip tightening on Ratio’s ass, urging him to thrust harder. His gaze never wavered, locking onto Ratio with a mix of heady lust and unwavering love that made Ratio’s pulse race. In that moment, Ratio knew Aventurine would go to any lengths for him—would die for him again if he had to. And Ratio would do the same.
Holding Aventurine’s gaze, Ratio thrust faster, his voice low and trembling. “Ah! I love you.”
Aventurine hummed, the vibrations sending jolts through Ratio as he swirled his tongue along his length before pulling off with a wet, slick pop. He planted a kiss on the tip of Ratio’s cock. “Mmm, I love you too. And sucking your cock.”
Ratio whined, his body aching for more. “Aventurine! Why’d you stop?” He rocked forward, chasing Aventurine’s mouth.
Aventurine laughed softly, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “Don’t want to spoil your dessert too early, now do you?”
“I can always find room for more dessert,” Ratio murmured, a playful smirk on his lips.
Aventurine moved up, capturing his mouth in a deep, searing kiss, his fingers threading into Ratio’s hair and tugging him closer. As their tongues met, Aventurine’s free hand moved down to rid himself of his own pants and underwear, kicking them aside impatiently until his bare body pressed against Ratio’s.
Ratio shivered as Aventurine’s cold skin met his, and he thrust his tongue deeper into Aventurine’s mouth, his hunger growing. “Fuck, I want you so badly.”
“Mmm, same here,” Aventurine chuckled, pressing their bodies closer. “Not my fault you drive me insane, Veritas. You know that, don’t you?”
Ratio let out a breathy whine, “I’m not trying to… but I like the effect it has on you.”
“God, And I love that you’re a genius. A sexy, sexy fuckin’ genius.” Aventurine’s voice was a low purr as he tilted his hips, letting out a quiet groan when his cock pressed against Ratio’s. The sharp contrast in their body heat and the delicious pressure sent shivers racing up Aventurine’s spine, and he leaned in, nipping softly at Ratio’s neck before sucking at his pulse. “So fuckin’ sexy,” he murmured against the warm skin.
“You do, huh?” Ratio chuckled, but there was a slight tremor in his voice, betraying the growing heat coiling in his belly. He arched towards Aventurine’s mouth, instinctively baring his throat to the gentle onslaught. His laughter turned into a soft moan when Aventurine bit down lightly. “Mmm…”
Aventurine grinned, his breath tickling against Ratio’s collarbone. “Especially after that whole bringing-me-back-from-the-dead thing. Don’t think I’ll ever get over that.”
“I guess that is pretty cool,” Ratio smirked, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he reached down between them. His warm hand wrapped around both their cocks, and he started stroking them together with practiced ease, slow and steady. The friction was electric.
Aventurine’s lashes fluttered, his eyes rolling back briefly as he groaned. “Yup. Just like that,” he gasped, his chest heaving. He met Ratio’s gaze with a breathless grin, admiring the slight flush spreading across Ratio’s cheeks. “God, that feels amazing. I love it.”
“I love it too,” Ratio’s voice was softer now, almost tender. He tangled his fingers in Aventurine’s hair, savoring its silky texture, and his gaze softened as he watched pleasure wash over Aventurine’s face. He murmured, almost reverently, “Fuck, I love it when you’re turned on because of me.”
Aventurine’s hips bucked up into Ratio’s grip, chasing the sensations that made his head spin. “Only you get me this worked up,” he breathed, his voice rough with need. “Only you….”
“Damn right. Only me,” Ratio whispered, possessiveness lacing his tone as he tightened his grip and quickened his strokes. His thumb rubbed over Aventurine’s slit, drawing a sharp gasp from him.
“God, that’s so damn good,” Aventurine grinned through gritted teeth, the tension coiling in his core reaching a near-breaking point. “Keep going, and I’ll come faster than I can think.”
“Good,” Ratio chuckled, his voice strained as he thrust into his own fist, matching Aventurine’s rhythm. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the way Aventurine’s face contorted with pleasure, the way his lips parted with a series of breathy moans. “We’ve got other things to do, right?”
“Uh-huh,” Aventurine panted, his eyes squeezing shut as he quickened his thrusts into Ratio’s hand. “I’m close… really goddamn close.”
“Me too,” Ratio murmured, his breath hitching as he buried his face in the crook of Aventurine’s neck, inhaling his scent. He stroked faster, a mix of desperation and longing in his movements. “Come with me, love.”
Aventurine gasped, his hips jerking forward uncontrollably as he reached his peak. He surged up, kissing Ratio fiercely through his release. “Mmm, fuck! There it is…”
“A-Aventurine!” Ratio’s voice broke into a cry as his body shuddered with its own release, driven over the edge by the sight and sound of Aventurine’s pleasure. He thrust faster, riding out the waves of his orgasm, savoring every lingering tremor and shiver that passed between them.
As the aftershocks subsided, Aventurine leaned into him, their slick bodies pressed together. He kept rubbing their cocks lazily, feeling the slight twitch in Ratio’s as he nibbled along his jawline. A lazy grin spread across Aventurine’s face. “God, you’re so damn sexy when you come,” he whispered, his voice thick with satisfaction.
“Aventurine…,” Ratio managed between ragged breaths, pulling Aventurine close until their hearts were pressed against each other’s, beating in sync. He let out a soft chuckle, still catching his breath as he settled into Aventurine’s chest. “You always exhaust me, you know that?”
“I know, I Love you,” Aventurine murmured, his lips brushing against Ratio’s ear as he spoke. He melted against him, a wave of warmth and contentment flooding his senses. “And don’t think we’re done yet,” he added with a teasing lilt, a mischievous glint sparking in his eyes. “I still got more coming.” He chuckled, trailing his fingers down Ratio’s side. “I’m starving.”
Ratio raised an eyebrow, his smirk returning. He took Aventurine’s hand and pressed it over his heart, letting the steady thrum resonate beneath Aventurine’s palm. “Then feast to your heart’s content.”
Aventurine’s grin widened as he slid his hand slowly down Ratio’s thigh, enjoying the way Ratio’s muscles tensed beneath his touch. “God, you look so beautiful like this…” His voice was low and almost reverent. “Covered in cum. Ten out of ten. Can’t wait to fuck you.”
“I’m glad you like it.” Ratio scooped some of the lingering cum on his finger, maintaining eye contact as he licked it away slowly, purposefully.
Aventurine’s breath hitched, and he chuckled softly, his voice husky. “God, you’re such a tease.”
“Maybe,” Ratio replied, a smile playing on his lips. He leaned in, pressing their foreheads together, his fingers brushing through Aventurine’s hair in slow, soothing strokes. “But only for you.”
Ratio gasped when Aventurine spread his legs wider, a soft, instinctive whimper escaping his lips. Desperation flickered in his eyes as he clasped Aventurine’s head, pulling him down for a deep kiss. Aventurine groaned into his mouth, their lips sliding together with a fervor that reignited the heat between them. Ratio’s stomach felt the unmistakable stir of Aventurine’s cock, coming back to life as they lay skin to bare skin, the pressure sending shudders through both of them.
Aventurine reluctantly broke the kiss, his lips brushing Ratio’s jaw as he moved lower. He nudged Ratio’s chin up, exposing the curve of his throat, and began his descent. Aventurine’s mouth traced a wet trail down Ratio’s chest and abdomen, each press of his lips making Ratio curse and arch involuntarily. Ratio’s body was a map, and Aventurine followed its lines with intent focus.
Reaching for a pillow, Aventurine slid it beneath Ratio’s hips, lifting him with careful move. Ratio’s breath stilled, muscles tensing as he propped himself up slightly, eyes darkening with anticipation. He watched, a storm of emotions swirling in his gaze, As Aventurine knelt between his legs, positioning him with care.
Aventurine dropped a lingering kiss on the inside of Ratio’s right thigh, feeling the faint tremble beneath his lips before moving lower, licking and sucking at Ratio’s flushed skin. “Mmm, I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured against the tender flesh, his voice thick with need.
Bringing his fingers to his mouth, Aventurine held Ratio’s intense stare, slowly licking each finger with deliberate sensuality. Ratio’s breathing quickened, pupils blown wide as he felt the anticipation build. Aventurine grinned, a glint of mischief in his eyes, before palming Ratio’s cock with his cool, stitched hand.
“Shit!” Ratio jerked in surprise, his cock twitching at the unexpected sensation of Aventurine’s cold touch. The contrast made every nerve stand on end, his hips bucking involuntarily.
Aventurine started rubbing Ratio’s shaft with firm strokes, a low groan rumbling in his chest as he watched Ratio’s pleasured expression shift and intensify. Leaning down, he ran his tongue along the sensitive head of Ratio’s cock, earning another breathless curse from him. Aventurine’s grin widened, his breath ghosting over Ratio’s slick skin.
He continued playing with Ratio’s cock and balls, teasing and caressing until Ratio was thrashing and moaning beneath him. His fingers moved with confident precision, exploring every inch until he slid his thumb down to the taut stretch of skin behind Ratio’s sac. He pressed gently, watching Ratio’s reaction with a keen eye.
“Oh God!” Ratio’s voice broke into a cry, his cock jerking in Aventurine’s grip. His thighs parted wider, knees dropping open in a silent invitation as he lifted his ass off the pillow, need written all over his face.
It was all the encouragement Aventurine needed. He pressed his hands against the backs of Ratio’s thighs, gently pushing them up as he leaned in closer. A hungry grunt escaped him as his gaze finally settled on the small, hidden pucker of skin he’d been aching to taste.
“Mmm I’m gonna taste you.” He flicked it with his tongue, savoring Ratio’s sharp intake of breath and the full-body shudder that followed. Ratio’s reaction was immediate—his entire body tightened and tingled, every nerve alive with sensation. A guttural moan tore from Ratio’s throat, the intensity of the pleasure almost too much to bear.
“Delicious as ever.” Aventurine mumbled, he licked and kissed Ratio’s entrance over and over, alternating between teasing flicks and deeper, lingering caresses. He took his time, watching Ratio’s body quiver and his legs tremble with every pass of his tongue. Only when Ratio was thoroughly wet and nearly delirious with need did Aventurine bring his slick thumb into play.
Ratio’s breath caught as Aventurine circled his entrance with a feather-light touch, each motion in sync with the teasing rhythm of his tongue. A delicious ache built deep inside Ratio, the tension pulling tighter with each delicate stroke. Aventurine pressed another finger against the taut skin below Ratio’s balls, pushing against the same spot that had made him see stars the first time they did this.
“Oh!” Ratio bit his lip hard, a helpless whimper escaping as his entrance clenched tightly, pleasure spiking through his entire body like a live wire.
“That’s it, Veritas,” Aventurine murmured huskily, his voice thick with desire. “Tighten, just like that…”
Ratio obeyed, his breaths coming in quick, shallow bursts as he squeezed tighter and tighter. The tension mounted until, slowly, his muscles began to relax, giving way under Aventurine’s persistent touch.
“That’s it,” Aventurine whispered encouragingly. His fingers danced delicately, coaxing Ratio’s body to open up to him, and when it finally did, Aventurine’s heart thrummed with anticipation. That was when Aventurine pressed his thumb against Ratio’s quivering opening and gently slid it inside.
“A-Aventurine!” Ratio gasped, his voice trembling with a mixture of surprise and pleasure. He barely had a moment to catch his breath before Aventurine leaned in and nipped the sensitive skin on the inside of his thigh, sending a sharp jolt of sensation up his spine. Ratio hissed, a soft sound of pleasure escaping him as Aventurine moved upward.
Aventurine’s took Ratio’s cock into his mouth, licking and sucking along the quivering shaft. His thumb remained buried inside Ratio’s twitching entrance, moving subtly with each rhythmic pull of his lips. Tension coiled tighter and tighter through Ratio’s body, his legs quivering as he instinctively clenched around Aventurine’s thumb.
Ratio’s cheeks flushed with warmth when he felt his body involuntarily draw Aventurine’s thumb in deeper. The sensation made his breath stutter, and he turned his face away, as if hiding the vulnerable response.
“That’s it,” Aventurine purred around the length of Ratio’s cock, his voice a dark murmur vibrating against sensitive skin. “God, your ass feels so great, Veritas. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
Ratio moaned at the words, his head tipping back against the pillow. He barely registered Aventurine withdrawing his thumb, only to gasp again when he felt it slide back inside.
His body lifted off the bed in a desperate arch, a hoarse cry breaking free as Aventurine continued thrusting his thumb in and out of his tight, aching entrance. Every thrust seemed to fan the flames licking through his veins, the pleasure burning deeper with each movement.
Ratio’s head thrashed on the pillow, his moans escaping in uneven bursts as fiery waves of sensation rolled through him, building to an almost unbearable intensity. He was lost in it—breathless, open, and aching with need.
Just when Ratio thought he couldn’t take any more, Aventurine pulled back slightly, his touch retreating. Ratio’s eyes widened in dazed confusion, his body trembling with need until he felt the press of two slick fingers against his entrance.
“Oh God!” Ratio’s breath caught, and his body responded instinctively, greedily swallowing Aventurine’s fingers in one smooth motion. A guttural groan left his lips, his hips shifting restlessly as Aventurine pressed deeper.
Aventurine grunted in satisfaction, bending down to press a line of lingering kisses along Ratio’s quivering stomach. Occasionally, his lips would brush teasingly against the head of Ratio’s cock, making Ratio twitch and shiver in anticipation. Aventurine’s fingers worked diligently, stretching him, coaxing his muscles to relax and yield.
He pushed Ratio’s right thigh up toward his chest, shifting his hips to angle him just right, before pressing the tips of his fingers against a spot inside.
Stars exploded behind Ratio’s eyelids, the world narrowing to a pinpoint of intense pleasure that left him gasping for air. His entire body twitched and jerked uncontrollably as Aventurine repeated the motion, each thrust expertly aimed to wring out every ounce of ecstasy. Ratio’s muscles tightened with each pulse, his mind blank except for the overwhelming sensation coursing through him.
On the fifth thrust of Aventurine’s clever fingers, Ratio came hard. His hands fisted the pillow beneath his head, his glazed eyes staring blindly at the ceiling as his mouth opened on a harsh, breathless shout. His spine arched off the bed, every nerve alight with the force of his release, his entire being consumed by the pleasure that seemed to burn through him in waves.
Aventurine bit back a groan as Ratio shattered beneath him, his cock throbbing and spilling hot cum onto his trembling belly while his tight walls spasmed around Aventurine’s fingers.
He would never tire of this sight—seeing Ratio unravel from his touch, every muscle quivering in bliss. Driven by that intoxicating sight, Aventurine moved his hand again, thrusting his fingers in and out, deliberately rubbing and pressing against Ratio’s sweet spot.
Ratio’s next orgasm crashed over him before the first had even finished, his whole body writhing on the bed as he cried out. The raw sounds he made drew a curse from Aventurine’s lips, his need intensifying with every desperate plea.
“Aventurine, please! I—I can’t!” Ratio cried out hoarsely, his voice breaking as shivers wracked his sweat-slicked skin.
“Can’t what, my love?” Aventurine ground out through clenched teeth, holding on to his last thread of restraint.
“It’s—it’s too much!” Ratio panted, barely coherent as his fingers clawed at the sheets.
“Too much what? This?” Aventurine dipped his head, taking the tip of Ratio’s twitching shaft into his mouth. His own cock was so hard it ached, the tension thrumming through him. Yet his fingers continued their relentless rhythm, working Ratio’s wet, welcoming body, feeling it yield and soften under his touch.
“Yes!” Ratio sobbed, arching off the bed as another pulse of cum dripped onto his heaving stomach.
“What do you want, Veritas?” Aventurine demanded, his voice dark and rough with desire. “Tell me.”
Ratio’s breath hitched at the commanding tone, his dazed amber eyes locking with Aventurine’s intense gaze. “You! I want you inside me! Now, goddammit!”
Aventurine’s lips twitched with a choked chuckle at Ratio’s desperate demand. He slowly withdrew his fingers, savoring the way Ratio’s body seemed to cling to him. Ratio’s gaze was fixed on Aventurine’s every movement as he gathered the cum from his stomach and slicked his own throbbing shaft with it. Ratio’s knees parted wide, hips rising off the bed in a clear invitation.
Lowering himself between Ratio’s legs, Aventurine hooked his left hand under the back of Ratio’s right thigh and gently pushed it up, never breaking eye contact. He positioned the tip of his cock at Ratio’s entrance, letting the anticipation hang heavy in the air.
Ratio shivered at the cold touch of Aventurine’s shaft brushing against him, his breath catching. He met Aventurine’s gaze, tongue darting out to wet his lips.
“Tighten for me, Veritas. Like you did before,” Aventurine urged, his voice a low murmur.
With Ratio’s leg held firmly against his chest, Aventurine lowered his other hand to Ratio’s cock, stroking it with deliberate, practiced movements, slick with the evidence of his previous releases. Ratio trembled, squeezing tight around the head of Aventurine’s cock, trying to hold on to the wicked sensation of being so thoroughly worked over.
But soon enough, his body gave way, loosening under the relentless pleasure. Aventurine took advantage, driving Ratio’s leg higher and pressing the blunt tip of his cock against his entrance.
Ratio’s breath stuttered, and his whole body seemed to brace as Aventurine’s cock pushed through the tight ring of muscle. Aventurine leaned in, capturing Ratio’s gasps in a rough kiss as he continued to slide inside, inch by inch, stretching him open.
“Fuck, Veritas,” Aventurine muttered between gritted teeth, every inch of him trembling with restraint and raw need.
Aventurine’s eyes darkened with intensity as he leaned into Ratio’s thigh, spreading him wider before flexing his hips. Ratio let out a long moan as Aventurine buried himself to the hilt, the sharp sting of penetration fading into an intoxicating fullness that radiated through his core.
Aventurine stilled above him, lips finding Ratio’s in a slow, sensuous kiss. The pressure of his cock deep within made Ratio’s muscles spasm and tighten instinctively around the thick intrusion.
“Aventurine?” Ratio rasped, struggling to catch his breath.
“Yeah?” Aventurine replied, his voice a heavy whisper.
“I swear to God, if you don’t move right—oh fuck!” Ratio’s words broke off into a gasp as Aventurine withdrew and thrust back in, slow and deliberate.
“Holy shit!” Ratio’s voice trembled with pleasure.
Aventurine let out a low grunt as he began to move in a steady rhythm, his hips driving forward and retreating, setting a pace that had Ratio’s nerves lighting up with every thrust. With one hand, Aventurine gripped Ratio’s right thigh, leaning down to murmur against his ear, “Put these sexy legs around me, Veritas. I’ve been dying to feel them on me again.”
A whimper escaped Ratio as he hooked his legs around Aventurine’s waist, heels pressing against Aventurine’s firm backside. Aventurine shifted his hand to Ratio’s hip, tilting him up, and the new angle sent a burst of ecstasy spiraling through Ratio’s body as the head of Aventurine’s cock brushed against his sweet spot.
“Aventurine!” Ratio cried out, his voice breaking.
Aventurine’s thrusts quickened, deep and powerful, his cock gliding inside Ratio’s clenching body. The wet sounds of their connection filled the room, heightening the raw intensity between them. Ratio’s thoughts scattered as pleasure surged through him, his mind fogging with the overwhelming sensation of Aventurine taking him so thoroughly.
He longed for a mirror on the ceiling—to see Aventurine moving over him, to watch their bodies coming together, Ratio’s heels digging into Aventurine’s back as he urged him deeper. The image alone was enough to push him over the edge, and with a strangled cry, Ratio came, his cock jerking and spilling onto his belly as the force of his climax wracked his body.
Aventurine kept moving, driving in and out of Ratio’s trembling passage. He continued until Ratio’s second orgasm tore through him, and that was when Aventurine grunted and tensed, his hips faltering. Lowering his head, he captured Ratio’s lips in a searing kiss as he reached his peak, releasing deep inside him.
Ratio’s breath caught as he felt the rush of Aventurine’s release, the cold sensation filling him up while his own body trembled through the aftershocks. He instinctively tightened, drawing out Aventurine’s climax.
“Fuck!” Aventurine cursed, eyes darkening as his cock pulsed wildly inside Ratio.
Ratio bit his lip, holding on to Aventurine’s pulsing shaft with his tightening muscles, prolonging his pleasure until Aventurine finally slumped against him. For a long moment, the only sound was their shared, ragged breathing. Ratio let his eyes flutter shut, a deep sigh escaping him as the weight of Aventurine pressed comfortingly against his body.
Aventurine lifted his head and watched Ratio, chest still heaving even though he no longer needed to breathe. “That was—”
“Amazing,” Ratio murmured, voice soft and content.
Aventurine chuckled. “Thank you for the meal—delicious—” he started, but Ratio pulled him into another kiss before pressing their foreheads together.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. My throat is sore from moaning,” Ratio whispered, a teasing smile on his lips.
Aventurine’s chuckle vibrated through both of them, causing his cock to shift inside Ratio. Ratio couldn’t hold back a groan as his body responded instinctively, his hole twitching in response.
“Mmm, the best gift ever, Veritas,” Aventurine said huskily, trailing a finger down Ratio’s chest to the base of his softened cock.
Ratio raised an eyebrow, a sly grin forming. “You haven’t seen the best yet. I’ll give you a gift every night.”
Aventurine laughed, and Ratio sucked in a breath, pleasure darting through him at their lingering connection. His eyes widened as he felt Aventurine’s arousal stirring once more, the familiar stretch returning.
“Ready for round two?” Aventurine asked with a sinful grin, dropping a kiss on Ratio’s nose before slipping out of his body with a wet, intimate sound that made Ratio blush.
Without hesitation, Aventurine turned Ratio onto his hands and knees. A throb of anticipation built deep inside Ratio’s core as he steadied himself, biting his lip in a grin that matched Aventurine’s. He looked back, breath held, waiting for Aventurine’s next move.