...mm, h- hah, not a fan of, of being marked, Ratio? But everybody should know that you... ~ah ♥! [ he doesn't get a chance to finish his sentence, because ratio's spit slicked fingers are entering him, stretching him even wider with ease. he shudders, clawing at his front as he rocks back against them, so he can force them that much deeper. ] M- More, doctor, I'm ready for the final.