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Lithe hips and a plush ass rock on his hips, keeping his dick warm and wet and needy. His hands find themselves resting on the dip of his partner's pelvis, fingers slotting so perfectly into the skin where it wraps around Aventurine's slim frame. Dainty, pale hands full of feral strength grip tightly at Ratio's pectorals, squeezing him as if he had breasts. He's almost ashamed at how much having his chest fondled turns him on. Almost ashamed. His cock twitches with each press of Aventurine's fingers into his skin.
His lover is beautiful, the most entrancing being in all the universe. His hazy mind wants to think he's being ridden by Idrila the Beauty THEMSELVES, despite how impossible a notion that could be. Aventurine's enchanting eyes are glazed over, bright blue rings contained in plates of magenta contracting and dilating as he struggles to keep his eyes open, face dripping with sweat and his jaw slack with breathy moans falling from his throat. Tears well in his hypnotic gaze, shiny wet globs building in the corners of skin, threatening to break off and fall down his plump cheeks at any given moment, with the right amount of force. Thin dribbles of saliva pool at the edge of his lips, falling off and onto Ratio's stomach in thick and viscous strings ending in little pools on Ratio's skin. Ratio thinks he might just die if he cums from how turned on and painfully hard the sight makes him. He grinds his hips up into Aventurine, barely noticing his body moving of its own accord.
“H-hah.. Doctor, you-AH-you're huge.. Gah-” Aventurine's dick twitches and his fingers dig into Ratio's chest as he hits his own prostate with Ratio's dick. He groans deep in his throat, the pinches of Aventurine's nails feel like fire on his skin and it serves to only heighten his arousal. "Aah.." Aventurine grinds his ass low into the base of Ratio's cock, the tip pressing through his abdomen and leaving a small lump in the skin, fading in and out as his cock moved inside his lover's warm body. "No one's ever.. Guh- no one's ever fill- A-AHAAHH.. FILLED me quite so well.. FUCK, RATIO-"
Ratio grips his lover's pelvis even tighter as he struggles to resist the urge to thrust sharply into him. Tonight Aventurine was in control, tonight he was the one being undone, not undoing his lover. He can't let himself loose. Aventurine moans louder above him, the brusing grip on his hips making him stutter in his movements.
“You make me feel so good, Doctor.. So full of your cock, you wanna feel it?” Smirking, Aventurine leans back, one hand supporting his weight and the other leading Ratio’s fingers to his abdomen, just below his belly button, and pressing them into the pale skin. His chest feels painfully empty with the lack of hands on it. Ratio can feel his own dick twitch inside Aventurine, another loud moan escaping his lover as he rocks his hips forward again, too drunk on sex to think of anything else.
Aventurine's head lolls forward, his sandy blond hair sticking to his damp shoulders and neck. He grinds his hips deeper and deeper into Ratio's length, groaning and pressing Ratio's hand further into his stomach where he can feel how the head of his own cock rocks inside Aventurine under the skin.
Ratio pants, vision blurring with tears or lust- he can't tell, the sex is so good his normally clear mind turns to complete mush- everything is so much. His hips grind upward to meet Aventurine's ass, needy groans rumbling deep within his throat and threatening to turn into moans.
“Aeons above, you're so gorgeous..” Ratio squints his eyes shut and throws his head back, moaning as he feels Aventurine tighten around him and grind even harder into the cock nestled in his hole. Oh he could cum any second like this, so lost in the feeling of Aventurine around him and keeping his dick so warm.
He opens his eyes again, staring directly at Aventurine's flushed face, the sight of his reddened cheeks and mesmerizing magenta and cyan eyes filled with tears and glassy with uncontrolled need and making his poor cock hurt with a desperate need to cum, to defy biology and get this man pregnant with his seed. He so desperately wants to see Aventurine pregnant with twins in this lust-addled state.
“Such a perfect specimen, so tight and wonderful.. All for me..” Another moan escapes Ratio's lips, his hand not busy feeling his own cock through Aventurine's stomach snaking over his hips and finding purchase in squeezing the man's soft ass cheek. Aventurine moans even louder, back arching as he pushes his hips further into Ratio's grip and letting his head fall back.
“Ratio.. Ratio, please, I'm going to cum..” Aventurine moans. “Keep talking like that an-Guh-and I'm gonna cum all over myself.. Hah- gonna cum on your big cock, Doctor.. Please-”
“Shh, you can do it, baby, keep going..” Ratio whispers, letting his index finger gently press into the slight bulge in Aventurine's abdomen where the head of his cock presses through his lover's thin frame. He feels his cock twitch inside of Aventurine, by Nous how could he get so turned on by such filthy displays?
“You can go a little longer for me, just a little more..” Ratio pants, moaning lightly. “Aventurine.. Vasha, my Vasha, listen to me..”
“I'm all ears doc, hah- what- ouh FUCK Veritas! - What do you need, love..?” Aventurine's blissed out face nearly makes him forget what was next in his train of thought. So perfect, his subconscious moans, such a good boy he is..
He needs to distract himself. He can't let himself cum before his lover, not when Aventurine looks like this above him. Not yet not yet not yet-
He lets go of Aventurine's ass, reaching to his side and patting the mattress in search of the skin safe marker he'd laid out before they reached this state of undress. Eventually his hand lands on the marker, quickly gripping the barrel. Bringing the marker to his mouth, he uses his teeth to grip the cap, twisting and pulling the marker from the now empty cap. He spits the cap out unceremoniously, too tunnel-visioned on his lover's abdomen to care where it landed.
Aventurine lets out a wanton moan at the sight below him.
“Hold still, Vasha.” He brings the marker to Aventurine's pale stomach, right where his cockhead peeks through the man's bellybutton. Carefully, he makes a dot right at the tip of the bulge. The sight only turns him on even more, having to fight back the urge to cum inside of Aventurine's tight and heavenly hole.
Quickly measuring the distance between his mark and the base of his cock, he quickly scribbles down an accurate measurement, something he's been able to do since childhood, eyeballing accurate measures of length. What a useful skill to have in moments like these.
His cock has hit exactly three-quarters of an inch deeper into Aventurine than it usually does. He feels his heart swell with a possessive sort of pride knowing how deep he can fuck his lover. How well he can hit all of Aventurine's most sensitive spots from the inside and out. His dick gets painfully hard, he feels lightheaded from the blood gushing to his groin. His head hits the pillow with a loud pomf.
He starts mindlessly doing simple calculations, using Aventurine's mostly blank abdomen as a whiteboard of sorts. Scribbling random formulas and numbers all over the pale expanse of skin, to distract himself just enough to stave off an orgasm for the moment. Just long enough to keep up with Aventurine.
He sharply bucks his hips upward, biting his lower lip at the high-pitched, needy whine that rips from his lover's throat, broken and trailing off at the end. His little, breathy chants of Ah's and his broken whispers of Ratio and Veritas echoing throughout their shared bedroom. A groan gets caught in his throat, releasing only as a weak gasp as it escapes his lips. He's so close to cumming, he can feel it-
“Touch yourself for me, Vasha.” Ratio looks upwards, to Aventurine's flushed red and bliss-coated face. In the edge of his vision he sees a pale hand slink downward, the elbow meeting the border of his sight as Aventurine begins to pump his hand over his own cock. He lifts his arm and starts writing random phrases in various languages over the blond's chest and arms- all of which meaning some form of "I love you" or "my perfect darling"; he can't cum yet. He can't he can't he cant-
The sound of Aventurine moaning his name like a porn star rips Ratio from within his brain. He looks down, sees Aventurine's hand pumping his cock, index finger playing with his own slit at the tip of his red and swollen glans. He sees the leaking precum dribbling from the hole and onto his stomach. He lets a wanton moan fall from his lips. "Vasha.."
His lover slams his hips down Veritas' cock, clenching around the base. His fist smacks into the base of his beautiful perfect cock, back of his precious hand brushing against soft blond pubes.
"Aah.. Veritas.. Veritas, I'm so close-"
Ratio thrusts his hips upward into his beloved, relishing the high-pitched whine that falls from his lover and rings throughout the room. Aventurine's hand picks up the pace at which it pumps his own cock. His voice sharply raises in pitch, each moan hitching and breaking as Ratio's thrusting grows more erratic inside him. Veritas continues to write phrases of affirmation in various languages all over his lover. The sweetest rose, sweet as honey, stardust, only the most precious of names for his world.
"Cum for me, Vasha. Please?"
"Yeah? Oh you'd like that baby, wouldn't y-HAH OH FUCK-" Aventurine's hips stutter and grind deep into Ratio's cock as the gambler reaches his climax. Thick white ropes of cum shoot from the tip of his cock and onto chiseled olive abs. His small hand continues to milk his weeping cock for all its worth, no intention of stopping. Tears flow freely down the gambler's round cheeks and his tongue lolls out of his mouth, jaw completely slack and loose. His breathing becomes labored and huffy as his body struggles to keep up with the pleasure he feels. His hole clenches around Ratio's length so tightly it makes the world spin. "H-hahaaah.. aahh.."
Ratio can't help but tip over the edge, pressing his cock into Aventurine and pulling his lover down onto his length simultaneously. He spills his seed into that warm hole, gripping small pale hips so tight the skin turns red under his fingers. He feels a loud moan rip from his throat. "Vasha.. Vasha Vasha Vasha-" he chants the name like a sacred prayer, like he needs salvation and this is his prostrating before God. His mind is clouded over with feeling, with pleasure, with need and with warmth. He pants as he rides out his high, feeling Kakavasha slump forward on top of him and his head dip into the crook of his neck, nuzzled tightly into his trapezius.
Slowly, his body re-centers itself in spacetime, and he regains control of his breathing. He snakes his hands over his lover's back and gently rolls them onto their sides, careful to avoid pulling out- he hated wasting good semen. It's awkward, but he manages to tuck one of Aventurine's legs under his hip, the other over. He holds his love close and massages his scapulae with his thumbs. He feels Aventurine's breath steady and deepen through the air puffs on his skin. Slowly Kakavasha raises his head, pretty face still flushed red and shiny with sweat.
"Thanks, babe. I needed that."
Ratio chuckles, a soft and fuzzy feeling growing in his heart. Maybe this is what love is like, a tender softness that blooms and festers within you during the afterglow of intimate moments together.
"Of course Vasha. Let's rest, I'm exhausted." Distantly he hears Kakavasha giggle, wrap his arms around Ratio's neck and kiss him. He falls asleep instantly.
After many minutes- maybe even a few hours- of rest, his mind snaps awake with sudden clairty and realization. He shoots himself upright, thumping his fist into an open hand. Eureka, he says in his mind. He's somehow solved a mystery that's been plaguing him for months. All within a mere nanosecond, no less!
"Mm.. Veritas..? What's got you so energetic? Didnt you just cum buckets into my ass? How are you not still tired?" Aventurine's voice brings him to the vicinity, rubbing his eyes. Ratio grabs his gambler by the shoulders, the excitement thick in his voice.
"Ive solved the mysteries of Device IX, gambler. Your ass is enlightening." He presses a kiss to Aventurine's cheek. His grin breaks through his face and reaches his eyes- it's terrifying.
Aventurine's eyes go wide with disbelief. ".. Ratio, what the fuck are you talking about?" His eyebrows furrow together in minor frustration at his partner's eccentric behavior. Ratio wasn't normally giddy like a schoolchild, after all.
"I've connected the dots, gambler. I must report to the Intelligentsia Guild immediately. The mysteries of IX are no longer! We shall understand the Nihility! This is a breakthrough!" He gets out of bed, hastily procuring an outfit from his wardrobe. He doesn't pay any mind to the wrinkles and disorder in his excitement.
"You didnt connect shit, Ratio. Come back to bed."
"I might finally earn Nous' gaze yet, Aventurine!"
"Veritas wait-"
Ratio slams and rushes out the door to their apartment. He's gone before Aventurine could remind him to take a bath before changing.